This chapter is dedicated to MayaUmeh15
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Let's continue...
*Picture of Waje above*
~°AKUM°~
My secrets are extraordinary,
They are beautiful.
Love songs make me sick but this one is making me want to run mad on stage.
🎶🎶This love no be ordinary thing
🎶🎶You suppose to be one night fling
🎶🎶But now I don dey catch feelings
🎶🎶I dey vex when I see you with another person
I am so into the music that I don't even here when Miss Betty calls me.
"You and Joeboy sef!" she teases as I plug out my phone and the music comes blaring loudly.
Immediately, I turn it off and turn to her with a little chuckle.
"Check on the boys," she says.
I nod before grabbing my phone and plugging my earpiece in once again. I nod to the lyrics as I knock. Whether hearing a come in or not, I walk in anyways.
"Miss Betty said - NOAH?!!" I scream and immediately rush to him.
"Noah, what are you doing?" I yell, somewhat angry at the scene Noah Thompson displays before my eyes.
"Just a little tear and I'll no longer have to put up with this world!" he says, tears streaming down his face with a knife in his hands.
What is he thinking? Oh my God!
"Noah, please! Put that thing down. It's not worth it," I beg in anxiety and fear. What does he think he is doing?
"Just leave!" he orders.
"No! You aren't going to die today, Noah Thompson!" I say sternly, staring into his eyes.
I walk forward to collect the knife.
"One more step and I'll do it!" he threatens but I'm not even a bit moved.
"Try it!" I say and walk to him, slowly grabbing the knife and tossing it to an end of the room.
"Noah, what's the problem?" I ask, concerned as we both sit on the bed. He is tensed. To be honest, if you didn't know Noah Thompson, you will think all has been okay with him but look at him now. What the heck is going on?
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