My life as a Fulani girl.

Chapter sixteen.

Sadness

Broken

Empty

Alone

Tired

Exhausted

   that was how I felt. My feelings that were bottled up yesterday all came out

  I had never in my entire life cried the way I did yesterday and now?

  I'm regretting the whole of it

  I was in front of my mirror in the bathroom. My face was red, my eyes were swollen and they had bags under them

   my hair was disheveled and all over the place and my shoulder was very sore because of the position I first slept in.  

   I don't remember going to the bed though

   I shrugged and left the bathroom in my over sized uniform.

  maybe I sleep walked to my bed yes that's definitely it.

   I took my school bag and sighed remembering that I didn't do any of the homework that was given to me.

  I felt like crying again, just the thought of repeating made my expression more sad and dark.

   I skipped downstairs and entered the kitchen.

   I gasped when I saw Ayman there, he was sitting on the kitchen island munching on an apple and using his phone.

   I ignore him though.

    yesterday I had tried but he didn't care, I've given up!

   I opened the fridge and brought out an Apple juice bottle and a container of fruit salad

   "hey Nina" Ayman said.

    his voice was deep and yet very sweet, it brought a sense of calmness inside me.

   I scowled though still very mad and angry at him.

   "hello" I silently replied and left the kitchen.

   I wasn't in the mood for any bull shit

    it was past 8:00 and I know I must through a tantrum or beg before the gateman of the school lets me enter.

   "where are you going to" Ayman asked trailing right behind me.

   stupid question

"I'm going to church" I replied sarcastically while rolling my eyes.

   I'm wearing a school uniform for chrissakes !

"don't step out of that door"

   I swiftly turned around and looked at him up and down.

   he had a stern and unreadable look on his face. He was massaging his jaw while the other hand was around his chest.

   I sighed and scoffed "ok I'm going to school"

     "I know, but you're not going" Ayman said again.

   I wanted to vent all my anger on him!

    I wanted to punch that good looking face till it doesn't look good anymore.

    "why?" I crossed my arms around my chest and asked.

   "rest" he simply answered

   "well I don't want to rest!" I snapped "I have homework's to submit and If I don't i'll be getting straight thirties!"

    "chill, I called the school. You have a day off" he informs with a shy smile on his face.

   is he bipolar or something ?!

Yesterday he was telling me to leave him alone and not talk to him and now he's helping me?

   what game are you playing Ayman?

    i nodded and left the living room going upstairs to my room and changing into a simple batik bubu.

    i tied my head scarf around my head and wrapped a medium sized kashkar around me.

   "where are you going to now?" Ayman asked

   he was now sitting on the dining eating marshmallows.

   "my parents house" i muttered and rocked back on forth.

  i had a really dull look on my face.

   "but you were suppose to rest"

     "I'll rest at my parents house" i shrugged.

          "ok" he whispered

     i left the place and went straight outside to the front porch.

   "Nina wait!" Ayman called.

      "what?"

"I'll take you"

    "no thanks" i declined calling my driver Shehu in the process.

   "yes madam" Shehu answered.

     "Shehu get back to your room!" Ayman glared at him.

   Shehu bowed his head and went back inside.

      "stop being stubborn and enter the car"

See who is talking.

  I sighed and dragged my feet to the car "if you insist" I muttered.

   "yes I insist"

    we drove away from the car and made way to my parents house.

   Ayman tried making small talk but I gave him single replies and most of the times with attitude.

   he finally gave up and kept quiet, putting on the radio to reduce the tension in the car.

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Hey! Short chapter, I know. I'm not really proud of this chapter beht well..

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