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CHAPTER 51
HALIMA'S POV
I glared at Gori who was standing beside me before rushing to put on my clothes. My brother is having an episode and hearing Gori say that will only make matter worse.
I know he is trying hard to resist it and that was why he called me seeking refuge, but this fool here has obviously made it worse.
"if anything happens to Hakeem, you are taking the blame."
I gritted out. Hakeem is my twin, the only person I loved so much and if anything, really happens to him this time, I don't know how I would cope.
"I am sorry, I did not know what I was thinking."
"shut up Gori. Let's go."
I said and literally ran out of my room. I ran down the stairs and out of the house. I entered my car and Gori entered the passenger seat.
I zoomed off immediately, praying hard that nothing happens to him. I told Gori to keep on trying his number, but he was no longer picking.
"please pick up the fucking phone, Hakeem."
I muttered under my breath.
In time record, less than fifteen minutes, I parked my car in front of the familiar gate.
"I will call you in case."
I said to Gori before grabbing my phone and running out of the car.
I entered the house and ran up the stairs. I used my extra key to open the door.
I slowly walked inside the awfully quiet home, my heartbeat getting faster with each step.
"Mercy?"
I heard him call out. Thank God.
I followed his voice and ended up in the sitting room. he was lying down in an awkward position, making me worried.
I ran to his side and squat beside me. I swear my eyes were getting filled with water at the sight.
"what did you do Hakeem?"
I cried out holding his arms. He turned to me with a half-smile.
"Halima."
He groaned out.
"yeah, what happened?"
I asked searching his body for any possible wound. I checked his wrists and only the faint scars of previous actions were there.
"I did not think you would come."
"I would go to hell for you."
I said making him chuckle.
"you know, Gori was right. I have always been a burden."
My heart ached. Shit see what Gori caused.
"no, you have not. Stop talking like that. And what is wrong with you?"
I asked linking his hands with mine.
"just a little stomachache."
"have you eaten?"
I asked with a worried expression. I was worried. Maybe the ulcer is acting back again.
"no, I am not hungry."
"let me get you the drug before we go home."
I said and walked to his room.
Only to meet his room looking scattered.
I slowly walked in until I got to his drawer, different pills were on the floor.
Stomachache, episode, small smile, little talks.
Wait, nothing happened right?
He did not overdose right?
Tears filled my eyes as I ran back to the sitting room and now, he was coughing.
"Hakeem did you overdose?"
I asked like a fool.
He did not even bother replying just kept on coughing. I ran to his side in shaking legs and pat his back.
I looked down at him, blood, he was fucking coughing out blood.
"ahhhhh!"
I screamed and grabbed my phone with my shaking hand.
I dialed Gori and after one ring, he picked like he had been waiting for it.
"come..... come upstairs!"
I screamed and dropped the phone.
I held his head, blood tickling from his mouth.
"Hakeem."
"I am sorry."
He muttered looking at me dead in the eyes. His once joy filled eyes that I was so happy was back was now bloodshot.
"I know. I know you cannot resist it."
I cried out hugging him.
"I really tried to, I ....... I just end up hurting everyone."
"no, you don't."
"look.."
He coughed again,
"look at you, it is all me."
"Hakeem don't talk like that, let us get you to the hospital."
I said trying to pull him up, but he looked so lifeless.
"maybe I should go this time. Pray with me?"
He asked with a smile.
Where the fuck was Gori?
"you are not going anywhere."
I said and at the same time Gori rushed in. he looked shocked at the sight.
"just come here!"
I screamed again and he quickly got to the side pulling him up. I helped him too and placed his other hand round my arm.
After much struggles to get downstairs, we finally got into the car. I sat beside him at the back seat.
"I am sorry."
Gori had the guts to say.
"just shut the fuck up and drive."
I glared at him and he just sighed and zoomed off.
"you are going to be fine."
I said warmly to Hakeem and cleaned his face with my handkerchief.
"Mercy left."
He said with a smile,
"everyone leaves."
He added. I shook my head,
"I am always with you, mum and dad too."
His eyes were slowly closing up,
"you guys left me too at the rehab remember?"
"Hakeem."
I whined; he held my hands.
That was one of my worst memory, leaving him there after he attempted suicide twice. Mum told me it would be better for him, that he needed it. After six months he came back, my smiling brother gone replaced by the one who hardly talks except to me. It was a drastic change and now, he is fucking dying in my hands. Again!
"I understand."
He said and closed his eyes completely.
"Hakeem."
"don't let him close his eyes."
Gori said with a worried and sorry look in his eyes.
I tapped Hakeem's face.
"Hakeem, stay awake."
I said holding his cheeks and tapping it. He slowly opened his eyes and coughed out. Blood poured out of his mouth again and his hands were feeling so cold against mine.
"should I sing our best song, should we sing it together?"
He nodded weakly.
"once I was seven years old my mama told me go make yourself some friend or you will be lonely."
We sang together, I chuckled in between tears remembering how we used to sing it together before everything changed.
He has a very sweet voice and he was loved for that. We both had.
Anytime, someone would beg us to sing, we would sing this song together and to think that he was dying in my arms.
I stifled a sob as another tear slipped pass my eyes.
This was not happening right?
He can't just die like that; he had a bright future.
We both kept on singing quietly, I could see he was fighting the desire to close his eyes and he dare not die on me.
"soon I will be sixty years old, my daddy died at sixty-one remember life and then your life becomes a better one..... I hope my children come and visit once or twice a month....."
his voice trailed off and his hands dropped from mine.
I shook my head and grabbed his face again,
"Hakeem!"
I screamed out,
I slowly pulled my ear to his chest, no fucking heartbeat. Nothing!
"Hakeem. Wake up, don't do this."
I screamed in the car,
His body was lifeless on me, his body... he was not fucking breathing.
"he is not breathing?"
I cried out.
"do CPR."
Gori called out from the front and took a sharp turn.
I followed his instructions, sobbing out as I kept on pushing his chest, begging him to wake up. open his eyes, become warm.
I pulled my ear to his chest again no heartbeat.
"we are there."
Gori said and parked the car.
He opened the door and ran to his side doing the CPR instead.
My brother was fucking laying lifeless in front of me, looking so pale and weak. Hakeem won't die, he just can't.
I stood up from the car and everything happened in slow motion, the nurses running in, carrying him from the car and to the stretcher.
Placing an oxygen mask on him and kept on with the CPR.
"Hakeem."
I muttered out and fell to the floor.
He can't die.
~
MERCY'S POV
"Mercy, come eat."
Mum said from the living room.
"I am not hungry."
I groaned out and curled up in my bed.
A tear slipped from my eyes, it was so heartbreaking seeing that and Hakeem begging just seemed worse.
Maybe I should have listened, hear him out.
I really wanted too but I did not want the same thing to happen again. The same thing that happened with Teni.
I grabbed my phone from the bedside and stared at it. No phone call, no texts. I was hoping he would follow me; I swear just one plead and I would listen but instead he just stayed inside.
I could not walk inside back to meet him so I decided maybe we needed a break but that was becoming annoying seeing that he did not call.
Did he walk back to Atami?
Or did something happen?
Just one message Hakeem, please.
Why did I even leave for crying out loud? We could have talked about it.
He was not even here for me to cuddle with or talk to till I sleep or hug or kiss, I miss him so bad.
I groaned and placed my pillow on my head.
I checked my phone again, but he was not even online and that is not like him. He does not let that phone rest and now he has not been online since morning.
Maybe he was with Atami, maybe I should have waited and listened, trust him that he would not do something like that, and I swear he would not.
But the thought of him being with Atami now just broke me.
I laid straight on my bed with my phone in my hand checking our pictures and load of videos together.
Maybe I should go there after class, tell him that I will listen.
He was ready to tell me everything, and maybe I would finally know tomorrow.
"I miss you so fucking much."
I muttered to myself while watching our videos with me crying to myself.
Fuck, I can't imagine myself going on like this.
We must settle this.
................................................
I took a quick shower and wore my clothes in record time not even thinking about breakfast.
My plan for today is to go to school, finish the first class and run back home to meet him. Give him a chance to really explain.
I was too quick to react and even though he kissed her maybe it was by mistake and he must have had a reason. We could settle it and I will just forget it ever happened.
But there was just this feeling in my gut, telling me something was wrong somewhere and even though I tried to convince myself and blame it on my feelings, I just could not help it.
I left home early and quietly and told Mr. Wale I was ready to go.
After a thirty minutes' drive, he parked in front of the building.
I did not even know we were there.
I was so sure I looked like shit with swollen eyes, I did not even bother with make-up.
I checked my phone again as I walked to the class, being early today but no he was not online.
I dialed his number and it was switched off.
I was dying with worry,
Did something really happen?
I sat in my usual seat and only when I heard a noise did, I remember that it was with Atami.
"hey."
She caused all these, and she still had the guts to greet me.
"shut the fuck up."
I gritted out with anger. She is the reason I did not wake up to Hakeem beside me or him preparing breakfast.
She is the reason; I am so damn worried. Hakeem never leaves his phone and now it is switched off.
"I am sorry."
She said looking guilty obviously knowing the reason for my reaction.
"you are a wicked soul."
I gritted out again to be honest, I just wanted to be out of here.
"I am sorry, I knew you were watching us but trust me we did not kiss. He pulled back...."
She did not finish her sentence when I slapped her. It was after I did, we both looked at my hands.
I did not regret doing that but i was surprised.
She saw me before kissing him, she purposely wanted to stir things between us, and she won.
I did not wait for another word from her before running out of the class. Thank God the lecturer was not yet here.
All his pleadings and words ran through my mind.
What was wrong with me yesterday?
I quickly stopped a rickshaw,
"gate."
I said.
"you know I would never do that. Just trust me."
God!
I cleaned my face, that feeling was not helping matter.
Immediately the rickshaw stopped I gave him a five hundred naira note and did not wait for change.
I started running towards our house.
I really need to start exercising cause it felt like i was about to die.
After jogging, running, speed walking for close to five minutes I got there.
I opened the gate and ran into the building, running up the stairs, my heart beating faster with each step.
I would hug him, and we would talk about it.
He would forgive me, I would forgive him, and we would be back to normal again.
I pushed the doorknob and surprisingly it was opened.
Everywhere was dark,
With each footstep for unknown reasons my heart just raced.
I walked to his room straight, but it looked scattered with pills on the floor. Not like Hakeem, he is always neat.
"Hakeem."
I called out but the whole house felt empty.
I sat on the couch only to look down and find blood everywhere.
BLOOD!
I screamed and ran out of the house.
I stood by the door again, already sobbing now.
I called his number again and again, but it was switched off.
I decided to try Halima; she would know what happened.
After the fourth ring she picked.
"Halima, something is wrong.
Where is Hakeem?"
I asked, I felt scared for the reply, but no reply came only complete silence.
"Halima, I am serious here. Where is he please? I need to make things right. Is he the one telling you not to talk? Please."
I pleaded but what I heard next only increased my fear.
She was crying. Crying so loud, almost wailing in fact.
I felt like my leg would give out with this feeling.
I held the wall waiting for her next words,
"Hakeem is..."
this chapter is really sad.
i almost cried while writing it.
what's wrong with Hakeem?
and did Atami deserve the slap?
update will be ready in two days time or tomorrow but it will be ready.
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