Chapter 4: Who's the Friend in need?

Who's the Friend in need?

After I had gone shopping for the emergency clothes, a simple cross belt jean, a black crop top and my boots, lastly my underwear.

I pressed the door bell, then he opened up looking shabby, too shabby. He tried to hug me then I retreated.

  "Look, I haven't taken a shower neither have you, so get off me." I l walked  away to his bedroom's bathroom. He followed and stood outside the door

  "Auntie, this is my home not some hotel. Get out of I'd badge in.". He teased, faintly smiled

  "Please go ahead. Maybe I would just cut off your daddy-boy with broken glasses" I screamed a bit

  "Great. Try it."

He badged in, I expected that so I didn't take off my clothes, I just sat on the closed toilet seat using my phone, he smiled

  "I'm way smarter than you, bissh. Get out man" i pushed the door with my right leg then it jammed.

He laid down on his back looking at the ceiling, then he asked curiously

  "Seriously, what's up with your apartment?".

  "You know I wouldn't take my bath here if there wasn't shit at home" I replied as I began to shower

  "She got that guy over right?" He asked again

  "Yeah, why not. They were making out passionately , the cuddling, the hugging.....

  "Ok enough!". He cuts in

  "Wait don't tell me you... That was disgusting"

  I came out of the shower as I saw him lying on the bed exposing his body physique, the abs and biceps, then he sat up

  "Let me dress you up kiddo!" He teased

  "Get in now" I I snapped my fingers

  "Get in where again....."

  "I'm not doing this with you, Jamal!" I turned to dress

 He took another towel from his closet and walked to the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

After few minutes, he came out after I had dressed up

  "Can I use your spray, i forgot to get one at the store". I looked innocently while he was wiping the drops of water on his chest

  "Sure. Any one of your choice

They are really strong."

I went over to the cupboard and helped myself with one after trying three

  "I'll be at the living room, I got burgers, come eat" I left immediately. I headed to the car, took out the burgers and went into the kitchen to microwave them.

I served them into two small trays with wine beside it, placed it on the table in the living room, turned on the TV to watch

 I punched on my burgers as he came forward in a grey sweat pant and a white t-shirt.

  "Danni, can you at least use the dinning table?"

  "No, poke. I like it here. That's yours if you want" I turned away

He sat beside and ate his burgers as well. After a few minutes, he my phone vibrated, it was Lola of course. I picked

  "Yup?" I snapped

  "Where have you been all day? Its 12 noon." She asked in concern

  "Don't act like you care, ma'am."

  "You know I do.". She defended

  "Since you care, I'd tell you. I came home while you were kissing that fool". I said angrily. 

  "No,  he wasn't here....

  "Really?" I asked to clear her doubt

  "I'm sorry ok. You're at Jamal's?"

  "Where else! Would you rent me out to your boyfriend instead?"

  "I'll be there in 30......

  "Your business!" I hung up

Jamal was already laughing at our conversation, then I got another call

  "Hi burger man?" I said smiling

  "Hey. You know my voice too well. So can I ask you for dinner? At 7pm, tonight?"

  "Well ok. All good. Text me the address then"

  "My house....

   "Some decent place please. I don't know if you're a robbery aside burger...." I got defensive

  "Ok then, I'm not going to eat you. I'll text you. I got a biz call, please?"

  "Ok.

I hung up. Jamal Asked about the call

  "Who?"

  "Burger man...

   "Ain't got a name?" Curiously get asked again

  "You're not my dad, after all" I replied rudely

He turned away. I remembered West told me his friend was murdered, could it be Jamal? Zafar's death? Then I asked

  "Jamal?" I looked serious

  "Do you know West? Dayo West? Somehow?" I asked him, he looked like he was lost.

  "No I don't, tell me about it" he looked jealous over what I couldn't figure out

  "Get mentioned earlier that his friend was murdered...

  "Then? How do I fit in? I'm nowhere close to burgers" he scoffed

  "Right! He can't be Vinnie." I added

  "Nowhere close. Danni, we need to talk  can you stay off your phone for a minute" he looked serious

  "That's why I came. You messed up you know that?" I reminded

  "There we go again" he leaned backwards on the sofa

  "Seriously we need to talk, like you said. We have to find a way out. His brother could be hunting the killer and I just feel its close, Relax close Jamal" I became bothered suddenly

  "I only have to murder the brother if he comes at me....

  "What?" I got shocked

  "Yes Danni. That's the way out" he opted

  "That's the way out for you. You're crazy somehow" i defiantly refused

  "Danni please." He begged

  "Don't PLEASE me. How many times do we have to clean murder shit? We can't go back to AB, He's done enough which almost costs his license, don't you get it? People's lives are too inclined. You have to respect the fact that no one has to die for your sins, you have." I turned away.