All Chapters of LIKE A BROTHER: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

CRIMSON POV I had just two weeks for the endless lectures to be over. Then I would spend the next month fighting my way to final year through exams. School was anything but fun during this period, a lot of pressure and panicking. The once scanty library that was my second solitude corner was now packed with students who didn’t realize books were important until their exams were fast approaching. I sat between the shelf like a meat strand stuck between rebellious teeth. I never intended to reside there but when I was trying to grab a book I came crashing along with the heavy book. At that moment I knew the floor had choosen me to rule over its space, cause the comfort that came crashing with my butt was unimaginable. I sat there quietly until I saw Lucas and his minions called friends approaching. No hard feeling towards the group and no judgement on their intimidating aura but I always felt the need to avoid breathing in their space. They would always move around in flocks and

CRIMSON POVIt was a tough week to survive through. It was a week to my exam the same week happened to be the week I foolishly agreed to tutor Lucas whom Charles have now warned me to stay away from. It also happened to be the week I became visible as a public figure with no beautiful brand name.Just as I was still thinking of the fucked up week on my plate, Brenna popped up to rub salt on my wounds again. “Babes you’ve got some girls wishing they were you and others hoping to get a chance to ambush you in the bathroom” she sat beside me pinching and teasing me all excited about all that bothers me. Actually I had walked into school just like every other day, passing Charles office while reminiscing memories I shouldn’t, acting all invisible with my comfy cloths on and sticking to my sober playlist to keep the mood going. Just like every other day, I thought it would be the same but as I walked through the hallway I felt eyes on me, loud whispers I fearfully blocked out with my

CRIMSON POVI was taken like an hostage but returned like a princess. The chauffer pulled up right at the front of my house an honestly I couldn't fathom the confidence Louen had. I called Charles immediately I got into the house, I was itching to call him on the way but I couldn't risk having the driver hear our conversation. It was clear that kidnapping me was just a medium to get to Charles. However I couldn't understand what must have gone wrong between Charles and Louen to have him do such a thing. I was hoping it was just a prank, call me stupid but that hope what was kept me from going crazy and rushing to the cops. Thank God I didn't. Charles came back after receiving my call and all he said when I told him I was back home was 'okay'. A really weak okay. He got back after twenty-seven minutes, thirty-two seconds. Yes I was counting, like a hawk I kept watching the door until the door knobs finally twisted. He looked furious and sweaty like he went for a run. His eye

CHARLES POV I had invited Mr Bold over to have a conversation over a cup of coffee. He first rejected the offer but later texted that he would rather talk over a beer instead. We both knew he came for less conversations and more blows, who wouldn't grab on the opportunity to beat up a guy at a dark crowded bar. After he arrived, I spent the next five minutes apologizing while he went on and on about how inconsiderate and unreasonable I apparently was. I took a minute to explain to him that my sorry was for endangering Crimson not for being in love with her and as you may have guessed, I ended up spending the next five minutes recieving blows. After anger had been vented and bruises had been administered, we finally got a chance to talk. He of course asked how long we had been together and I most definitely wasn't going to tell him we started hooking up while he was in Africa. So I just told the truth, I said we were officially together few minutes before he pounced in. I

CRIMSON'S POV It had been a week since I got back home, it was a week filled with a rollercoaster of emotions. I kind of mended things with my dad but I still had to give him a little cold shoulder so that he realizes that I can't be easily swayed into leaving Charles for the baggy sweaters and candies he bought. Although it would have been a possibility if he added icecream to his purchase. The things I would do for that worthy brain freeze. Charles had not returned home so I was worried and pondering on whether his delayed return was because of my father or his work, and there was also the possibility that he no longer finds our relationship worth fighting for. I was still wallowing away time, thinking of the hurdles I needed to overcome. I hadn't even spared thoughts to the troubles awaiting me at school. That was another issue I had to worry about so I allocated nightime to worry about that. My schedule was filled up with moments to worry about how fucked up my life w