𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒚| 2

01: Jail🏢

Asa.

"Kosi, chill," I whispered softly, trying to calm her down. "What happened?"

She was sobbing uncontrollably. "J...Jemi... At my place. The police... They found drugs in his car, Asa. Cocaine, of all things. They arrested him. He's in jail. They even tested him and found out he had cocaine in his system."

I started trembling, my body, quaking in fearful disbelief as my throat clogged up.

"Asa! What is it?" Kam cried out in alarm, coming to grip my arms, shaking me slightly when I stared at him blankly.

I was choking on air. On her words. The confusion of everything.

I pressed a finger to my throbbing temple.

"They took him away, Asa." She was sobbing loudly. "He's in jail. Everyone is here at the police station but the police is refusing bail."

"Where are you guys?"

She told me the address.

"Okay. I'm on my way."

Kam was already pulling a shirt over his shoulders, car keys in his hands and he was the one that guided me downstairs as I seemed to float in a dreamy haze.

I was in the car, in a state of static, incredulous shock as I wondered what I had been doing while my best friend was taking cocaine.

"Asa, reach into the backseat, my sports bag is there. Put on the hoodie, you're going to catch a cold."

I blinked at him, still shocked out of my mind.

Jemi? Cocaine?

He's only ever handled weed and he doesn't even do that all the time... Only when he's completely stressed out and needed to chill. I couldn't wrap my mind around the whole thing but I knew I had to appear strong for Kosi.

If I'm feeling like this, she must be losing her mind.

Nonetheless, I did what Kam told me to do. He was here with me but he was still faraway and I felt like, the more time passed, the farther the distance stretched between us.

I took a deep breath, calming the inner storm raging inside me as he drove us all the way to the police station.

*

We walked into the dark, dank station and found the rest of the gang pacing about, worriedly.

Kosi was yelling at one of the policemen who was idly reading a newspaper, barely paying any attention to her, while Jordan and Lola were trying to get her to calm down.

"Jemi is not even eighteen yet!" She was screaming. "He has a right to have a lawyer in there with him! You have no right to question him!"

" I no get right but he fit do drugs, abi?" (I don't have the right to question him but he's allowed to do drugs, right?")

Kosi started talking in rapid fire Igbo, the way she usually does when she gets mad and she called the man an array of colourful cusses that the man would have found offensive if he understood Igbo.