Broken ✔

Chapter Fifty-Seven

Song: Mightylele - Stonebwoy (Why do you guys always rush into it? You just kiss once then BOOM, you do it)

*Unedited* (Have y'all seen that disgusting movie on Netflix called 'Cuties'. If you watch it, you're going to jail)

It was morning by the time we turned our backs to each other. Dawn had passed in a flash. Sometime after our first sinful act, Kofi had picked me up and took me to the floor above, when the guilt caused by disrespecting the dead was already eating at me. Funny how we didn't learn. Going upstairs didn't change the fact that it was still not right. Three people were dead, one of them which I killed. That fact stopped nothing.

But once the sun was out and the birds were chirping, the realisation of what we'd done was finally hitting us. I clutched the sheets around myself, squeezing my eyes shut as my throat burnt, the horror of what I'd done torturing me. Who does this? Who kills someone's relative then takes their virginity? What kind of person was I?

How did I even manage to do this with him? I knew that he had feelings for me. Feelings which I could never return. He would definitely be thinking that I returned his feelings. Dang, I just killed his uncle, he'd just discovered that his parents were alive and they died just the night before, and here I was, leading him on.

How do I tell him that I want nothing to do with him now?

I felt the sheets and the mattress move as he came closer to me. I waited with bated breath, wondering what he was going to do. He moved again. I gasped. The tips of his fingers were cold as they traced shapes on my back. They snaked down to my waist, then his whole arm followed, wrapping itself around my waist.

He used the arm to bring me to him. My back touched his chest, and I was enveloped by that warmth I was in love with. His face was buried into the back of my neck as he spoke. "I know you're sore. Get some rest. I'll take care of the situation downstairs."

I was such a horrible human being. "It's cold. Stay. We can take care of that when we wake up again." Such a terrible, horrible, despicable human being.

"I have to-"

"You don't have to do anything," I interlocked our fingers while my heart raced. It wasn't because of anything romantic. It was because I was a horrible person. I couldn't understand why I was leading him on when I would eventually tell him I didn't want to be with him by the end of the day.

"Okay," he replied. He placed a small kiss on the back of my neck and settled down.

It took a while - because I couldn't stop thinking about what a horrible person I was - but I eventually fell asleep.

When I woke up again, the first thing I did was check behind me, noticing that my heater was missing. "Kofi?" I called, looking around the bedroom.

He wasn't there.

I wrapped the sheets around myself and exited the room. To the left was the bathroom where things had gone down. Behind me, I spotted a kitchen. It seemed like those were the only rooms on this floor.

I heard voices. When I was halfway down the stairs, I spotted the police tape and the paramedics. So the idiot couldn't even wait for me to get dressed before calling the police.

One of the detectives spotted me before I could make a run for it. "You, over there, stop," she commanded, racing up to me.

I saw Kofi then. He was dressed and he was looking at me, a rueful smile on his face. He lifted his hand, which my clothes were clutched in. "I'll bring them. Please don't get mad."

Oh, too late. I was already mad. "Thanks," I replied sarcastically.

Him talking to me had attracted the attention of more people. Enough eyes were on me that I want to scurry away. I would've if the detective wasn't quickly heading for me. She stepped over Mr. Faye's body that the forensics were photographing. "You. You're Elorm Nutsugah, is that right?"