All Chapters of TEQUILA : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

★Love brings you flowers and builds you coffins, and far too often, we end up falling to our demise.★★Sarah had fallen asleep.She had woken up for sometime with a start, lips trembling, cheerless puffy eyes darting across the ward in fear-in search of Toby, she heaved a deep sigh when she saw him propped up on this bed, gazing at her, mumbled incoherently about not wanting to ever lose him, cried for awhile and then fell asleep again.It was miserable. So disconsolated and sad.She was the first friend he ever had when he came down to Nigeria. Lively aura, big brown bright eyes and lively chirpy tone—she never stopped talking with those mellifluous voice of hers and teasing him continuously when she wished.Right now, he wished she'll just do something like tease him like she always did or talk his ears off. Just anything except her profusely sobbing. She looked so sullen and bleak. It made him ache. It made his heart bleed with sadness. "How did you two become friends?" Yara

♠Love's my religion, But he was my faith.♠★Afterwards he told her as soon as he got discharged, he was going to Lagos to see his grand dad for the remaining part of the weekend, they both stayed up the rooftop, talking randomly until his mum came looking for him. His mum smiled warmly at her, pulling her into a gentle squeeze. Her hug felt warm, soft. Like the kind of hug Toby had always extended to her. It felt like home. She let her hands hang limply on the side. At first, in surprise like the look etched on Toby's face which eventually morphed into a smile when she slowly allowed her hands to circle around his mum's torso. "Thank you so much, Yara. You've been alot of help." his mum had started to say, pulling gently away from her.Yara smiled in return, "thank you, mrs Thompson. I got to spend time with Toby." she glanced at Toby who was leaning on the black SUV, he was scrolling through his phone this time."Oh about that, don't mention. Do you mind if I drop you home..."

♠My mind is a free fall, But there's nothing I can do, When it comes to you.♠★Lagos was a city of its own. Loud, energy filled, intriguing and tiresome. It was tiresome because They had literally successfully wasted two hours in traffic before pulling into an empty route leading to the outskirts of the state. Toby felt his tension spiralling within his chest at every mile the Uber covered and arriving finally at the gigantic silvery gate didn't help undo his nervousness. His mum peeked a glance at him, using her palms to caress his'. "You know," She started to say, "The first time your dad wanted me to come say hello to his parents, I nearly had a panic attack." She smiled forlornly blank at no one in particular, rubbing his fingers continuously,"His dad was one of the powerful chief judge in the country and his mum was just a replica of the word perfection: prim, courteous, beautiful,smart and nice. Little wonder why your dad was super amazing as you are—" She grinned, throw

♠I've been way through the jungle I've been crying with the wolves To get to you.♠•••"I can do this. I can do this..." She chanted, pacing about, "She's my schoolmate after all. Not like she'd kill me, right? Right?" She paused, pondering momentarily on the rhetorical question. If her confrontation wasn't going to be worth her death then why take the risk? Even so, certain things needed to be straightened out and she wasn't just going to sit by and watch it happen. Sarah thought. Resuming her incessant pacing about. Finally leaning against a pillar down the hallway that now had students trooping about while she tapped her feet slowly, mentally counting down seconds that felt like eternity. On cue, Zaria bounced out of the mini hall they had used for their students week meeting. Her phone wrapped around her hands while she occasionally reached at the earpod placed at the side of both ears. She slowed down on her gait, seeing Sarah fix a long stare at her. "Ooh, if it isn't mi

♠We are all tragedies, waiting to happen._Chisom EzeShe was used to the cold welcome the lush walls of her home welcomed her with, she was used to its emptiness the interior graced her feet with when she walked in. The warm feel of the air caressing her skin. She was used to it all. But today, All of it pricked her skin, pouring a solemn feeling all over her.Benny wasn't waiting by the door as usual and she found it odd. The cool air emitting from the air conditioner grazed her skin as usual, she pulled off her shoes, slipping her feet into a pair of fuzzy flip flops, upon raising her face up to see through the empty exuberant house, she stilled. Her frozen eyes drilled into the one person who happened to be a lady seated on a plush couch with legs crossed and eyes skimming a magazine. A glass of orange juice placed in front of the lady looked untouched. The woman adjusted the robes which she wore, then reached out to touch the her hair wrapped around like a crown before flippin