112: THE DETECTIVES!

Clara was broken on the inside. As much as she wants to keep everything on track and act as if everything is okay and nothing is bothering her. 

Everything was bothering her. From her brother's death to her life right now. Seated on the guidance and counselling desk. She hoped that she will get the answers that she wanted. 

She thought Miss Tamara would enlighten her, will at least shade some light about her brother but it all turned out unsuccessful. 

She felt a drop of tear on her cheeks, she knew all the hopes she had were all gone. The justices that she wanted for her brother will never, she will never find it.

Miss Tamima felt her, she watched as she broke like glass in front of her. She watched as a lone tear crawled down her cheeks.

She has been reading people and she knows exactly how a depressed and shattered person behaved and that is what she was doing exactly breaking down and if she will collect her petals together she will never be the same person again.

"Miss Tamima, anything just anything to help me. The diary is not helping maybe it was the stepping stone to show me that you are the person who can help me solve all these," cried Clara.

Miss Tamima walked over to her and knelt in front of her. She wiped the tears that were now running down her eyes. 

"Clara," she called in a soft voice while caressing her soft hands.

Clara opened her now-closed eyes and looked at her. Her tears won't stop flowing even after Miss Tamima wiped them. 

"I just want to know what happened?" She said in a broken voice. 

Miss Tamima doesn't have any kids but she knows how it feels to lose a loved one. She understands Clara. She wants to know what happened to her brother. 

She was still debating on whether to give her the little information she had or to just counsel her and let her go.

She decided on the first one, to give her the little information she had because she has also wanted to help know what Happened to Aron. He was a promising kid she ever met.

"You know what darling, I am going to help you, you can't be anyone, not even your best friends unless I tell you," she told her while wiping some of her tears.

Clara smiled and laughed at her, some of her tears soaked on her shirt and she felt them but higher her even tighter.

"I will prepare this room and we will use the space behind the shelves to do our research and you can also try and get more information, I will share with you some of the files I have then we will help solve this one, okay," 

"Thank you, thank you very much," Clara said while in tears and hugged her again.

Miss Tamara thought it will be good to have someone who also wants to find the truth. She was determined to be the little detective alongside her co-detective Clara.

"So can we start some little gossip, maybe if you give me some tea, I won't mind pouring some of these," chuckled Miss Tamima waving the bottle of whiskey in front of her face.

"Are you sure?" Asked Clara in an amused voice.

"Yeah," told Miss Tamima.

Clara was joyous and quickly pulled her chair near Miss Tamima and started explaining everything about Davids and Daniella. 

Turns out they were the ones who organised for them to be in detention and even closed for them inside the detention room. 

Miss Tamima being very good at reading people knew that Daniella was interested in Davids, so was Davids but they were stubborn to let each other in.

So they closed them inside the detention room and even bought them alcohol to get them drunk so that they can confess their feelings. 

As much as they were playing 'Cupid Matchers' they didn't know the results. Clara was the one who was to give information about their progress and here she is relying on the information like the big gossiper she is.

"Wait, are you sure about it, you are just shouting propaganda?" Asked Miss Tamina after listening to the last part of Clara's gossip.

"I am the one talking here, miss, I am not lying, she even sent me a photo here," she said as she opened her phone to show her the picture.

"Wow, so cute, I need to light this weed and take a blow, I would live to be high just thinking of this achievement," said Miss Tamima in a hilarious voice.

"Can I have a tot now?" Asked Clara while picking glass from the cabinet.

"Hold up, hold up for a minute, you are a child, pick an energy drink from the cabinet, or you want me to slice your fingers," said Miss Tamima.

Clara's face turned sour after Miss Tamima's statement. She realized that Miss Tamima had coaxed her into getting information from her.

"You keep doing this every time I tell you about Them?" said Clara faking a cry.

Miss Tamima just gave her an evil smile and handed her two bars of chocolate and a vanilla shake.

"I got you, covered sweetheart," 

"Yeah!" Exclaimed Clara and quickly picked up the treat She wanted to mice with them outside but Miss Tamima made her finish them inside the office.

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Inside I brightly lit room, the walls are cream and there is one bed in the centre of the room.  The large window is facing an ocean and the waves can faintly be heard. A young plant is full of life but it's threatening to whither because of the small container it's being held in. Looks like it needs a big container to hold it up so that it can sprout into life fully.

On the bed, there is a body lying still, covered from head till neck. The face is covered in bandages while the hands are connected to the UV. The monitor is beeping, up and down, indicating that the life of the body lying there is low and might fade away anytime.

Flowers are placed on the table beside the bed. They are drooling but a lady walks in and places new flowers removing the previous vase from the table. 

Oprah music can be heard playing from the speakers above the ceiling. 

A tall man in black is seen walking near the bed with a stethoscope on her neck with a pen and cardboard in his hands. 

He checks the monitor and nodes slowly but after a second check, he shakes his head. He cheeks the UV concentration and picks another one and replaces it with it.

Another man walks in, in a navy blue suit, he is wearing a sad face and walks closer to the body that is on the bed. He touches his forehead and checks his neck. 

"How is he doing today?" He asks the man who is dressed like a doctor. 

"I am sorry sir, the changes are minimal, this might take almost a year for us to make a good conclusion sir," said the doctor.

The other man shakes his head and instructs the doctor to go away, and sits down to check the man on the bed.

He slides his hand on his face as he looks at him. 

"I want to know what happened friend, I want to know how your life was, I am trying to gather some information but I am not there yet, I wish you could wake up and explain to me everything. When will you wake up, I just want you to wake up? 

You were gone for almost forever, no one knows what happened to you, I know you are not the only person who is going through this. My main aim and reason for coming here were to find out the truth. 

A lot of people have lost their loved ones through such schemes. I don't know if they use the body as sacrifices or they burn them or sell them. I know that day you didn't do anything wrong, I know you were trying to protect and defend yourself. 

Someone has been made to believe that you were a bad person, that you never cared for her that you abandoned her and wanted to kill her when she was young, your Daughter Daniella is being lied to, so if you are hearing me, Brown, I need you to wake up!!!!!!

I am begging you, I am here all day, I do most of my work around here, just to make sure that no changes happen without me seeing it. 

People believe that you died and your wife is the new CEO of the company and I don't think she is steering the company in the right direction.

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