"Get out." I expected that.
"No." I sidestepped him and entered his room but he held my arm turning to him. I was close. Too close for my comfort. "If you go on like this I would think that you really like me." He pushed me to the door.
"Get the fuck out of my room." I ignored him again and entered the room this time more swiftly avoiding his arm and sat on his bed. "Don't make me get you out."
"Make me." I mocked crossing my legs and arms. He pinched his nosebridge. He moved forward and pulled my arm. He actually is strong.
"Get out." Is that the only words he knows.
I stood at the door looking at him as he wanted to shut the door and just before his face went behind the door I spoke. "Close the door and the police will know who attacked me on Friday." He stopped halfway. "You don't want another record in your name do you?" He opened the door and I entered with a smug smirk on my lips.
"I hate you." He said.
"You made that clear on Friday. Anyway, I'm here to force you to go back to school. Your father is worried."
"He can go to hell. He doesn't care." I was taken back.
"Well, whether he does or not, it's not for me to know. I'm here to make you go to school. I will be tutoring you this week." He groaned hitting his head on the table.
"I don't need you."
"Yeah, I know but if your father resulted to asking me for help, you do need me. So sit down and get your books out. I'm going to make a timetable for you." I said sitting back on the bed.
"No."
"I have evidence and witnesses. Do you want to go there?" I asked a smirk forming again. He grumbled and took out his books. "Today we start with 5 subjects." I check the time on my phone. "No phones, laptop or anything. This week is going to be tough on you. Hand them over." He did glaring daggers at me. I sat next to him as we started with Geography then Chemistry then English then Biology and by the time we were at CRE we were tired but still he had to do the tests I had prepared for him. He was a smart kid, a genious for that matter. I still don't get why he was failing his exams and refusing to go to school.
"When will the evidence disappear?" He asked as I checked at his answers and he was correct.
"Get a C at the end of this term." I said giving him his papers. "You did well, why do you fail in school?" He went silent. "Fine. I'll leave you, see you tomorrow." I opened my phone and found many I tried calling you from Laila's mother and some from my friends. I called her first.
"Jaime. Come to Coptic immediately."
"What happened?" I asked earning Dennis' attention. I heard crying. "Mum, what happened to Leila." I asked panicking.
"She was shot." I sat back on the bed.
"She's she's not okay Jaime. Please come. Please." She sobbed and hung up. I looked at the phone.
"Are you okay?" Dennis asked looking worried? I din't have the strength to analyse the situation. I took my phone.
"Hello man. Are you around?"
"No but I'll come tomorrow. I heard what happened. Where is she?" He asked.
"At Coptic. I'll look for someone then to take me there." I said then hung up.
"I can take you there." I turned to Dennis.
"I'll be fine. Don't worry." I said standing up. My mind wasn't functioning properly, I think. I was opening the door but it wouldn't budge.
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RomanceHe's an Angel, sweet, kind patient and all kinds of you know the good stuff. Everyone wants to be a friend of Jaime except for one. He avoids him like a plegue, he hates him with everything in him. Or does he? He's simple, silent and hides behind a...