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Heart Thieves

"You're heartless," Kamji said him. She was sure that if she was to cut open his chest with a blade, she would find nothing but an empty dark space and maybe with a few cobwebs. "It took a lot of courage for her to confess her feelings to you. Did you really have to say such hateful things to her?" "I almost felt guilty a bit. I must confess you're really good at pep talk," he looked up from his book to stare at her, his brown eyes bore no emotion. "But it's as you said, a heartless human being like myself isn't capable of showing sympathy." Kamji was a bit taken aback by his response, She couldn't tell if he was joking or being serious right now because his face was as aloof as it has always been. "Maybe I should take the girl up on her offer and start stealing hearts to fill my empty void chest. What do you think? Being a heart thief doesn't sound like a bad idea." He tilted his head as if deep in thought. "And I would gladly start with stealing yours." his eyes still fixated on hers as he added the last part. – –––– Her whole little world was perfect. She had wealthy parents, the dreamiest best friend/child hood sweetheart, good grades and was the senior prefect of the most prestigious Academy in Abuja. There was nothing more she could have asked for. But after losing her mother to a dreadful heart disease, Kamji could see her whole little world crumbling down. First her grades started to drop and after that she had lost her post as the No 1 student in school. Things got a whole lot worse when she had to transfer to a new school in Lagos leaving her bestfriend, Michael and everything else she valued behind. But when she arrived at the new school and met Joshua, a quiet, cold guy who looked exactly like her childhood sweetheart Michael, Kamji finds herself attracted to him as she strives to uncover the mystery behind the striking resemblance. He was the cold-hearted and anti social genius of the school who just wanted to be alone and have nothing to do with the outside world. But when he accepted the job of tutoring the new girl in school, Joshua Bakare realized that he just might have made the greatest mistake of his life. She was this beautiful, kind hearted, loving girl from a respectable well-to-do family. While he was just some low life thief living with a single drug addicted mother and surviving by engaging in fraudulent activities. There was definitely no way an Angel would get along with a Demon... But one thing the Genius failed to realize was that, Opposite Attracts. And when Joshua was diagnosed with Coronary artery disease, the same sicknesses which took her mother's life. Kamji realized that she would have to be stronger than ever. Joshua's heart belonged to her and she was not going to let this sickness take another heart from her again. As far as she was concerned she had stolen his heart first, fair and square. She was his little heart thief and had every right to keep it. PS: The cover is not mine, Credits to the owner

CrystalBel3 · Adolescente
Classificações insuficientes
22 Chs

Chapter Four

Kamji counted the days backwards until the day for her departure finally arrived. Her father had taken her to the airport and parting from them was a heart wrenching experience for her

" Give me a call when you arrive at your Aunty's place." Her father said hugging her tightly.

"Sure." she replied and ruffled Somto's head.She had insisted her father bring him along to see her off.His big brown eyes looked at her expectantly as if trying to comprehend what was going on.

"Goodbye little man." She kissed his cheek, blinking back the tears that were threatening to fall. "I will see you again soon." Her flight was due to leave in few minutes and she hurried away with her bags. She could still hear her Dad and little Somto shouting goodbyes but she didn't bother to look back.

The flight was smooth and short and as soon as the plane landed, the metal door descended revealing a row of stairs. The passengers had rushed towards the exit. They were no doubt happy to be reunited with their families for the holidays. The airport was noisy, families could be seen screaming their head off as they welcomed one of their own from the pack of arrivals. In the midst of all the smiles and laughter Kamji felt left out. Not until she saw her Aunt Ebere, standing in front of the exit. She was dressed in a beautiful ankara gown with floral patterns and black silttelo shoes to go with it. Their eyes met and Kamji braced up for what was going to happen next.

"Oh my goodness. Kamji is that really you? " She screamed bundling the girl up in her arms. She was hugging her so tightly that Kamji swore her bones were going to break.

"Yes it's me Aunty Ebere." she assured, hoping the woman would release her grip on her. Aunty Ebere was her mother's younger sister and the last time she had seen her was during her mother's burial some months ago. The two sisters had striking resemblance but while her mother was calm and quiet, her Aunt was wild and a typical extrovert.

Aunty Ebere released her tight grip on her, "Come on. Let's get out of here. The twins can't wait to see you." The woman said grabbing her bags. Kamji used the opportunity to get back air into her lungs.The twins were her cousins and she was really looking forward to meeting them again. She quietly followed her Aunty out of the crowded airport to her car. It was a black Lexus. She eyed the car curiously wondering what had happened to the old jeep her Aunty usually drove. It seemed like the Principal job really paid off.

"Kalu bought it for me as a congratulatory gift for landing the promotion." her Aunty explained as if reading her mind. "He is such a sweetheart." she giggled like a young schoolgirl talking about her crush.

Kamji nodded in agreement. Her uncle was a good man who had cared for his family. Eventhough he was a doctor and was always busy in the hospital, he still made out time for his family.

The drive was taking longer than expected due to the heavy traffic. Kamji was irritated and feeling stuffy eventhough there was AC blasting from all corners of the vehicle. Her Aunty had said something about Lagos being a city that never goes to sleep and the roads were always packed every twenty-four hours. Feeling bored she watched people through the car's tinted galss as they carried on their daily business. There were hawkers manoeuvring dangerously through the busy streets as they tried to sell there goods. She was afraid that some might get hit in the process but they seemed to be used to such things as they expertly glided in-between vehicles selling their goods. Her attention soon fell on some bus conductors shouting on top of their lungs as they tried to get passengers to board their bus. A popular song was on the radio and Aunty Ebere sang along to the beat. Her high pitched voice reverberated throughout the car and Kamji winced. With all the noises going on around her,she was going to get a headache at this rate. The whole place was noise polluted and she hated it already.

Just when she couldn't take the noise any longer, the vehicle made a turn and entered a beautiful estate. It was calm and peaceful compared to the chaos they met on the way. Her eyes feel on the huge signboard that said 'Welcome to Beverly hills.'

" It's pretty, right? " The woman asked, noticing the girl looking eagerly at her surroundings.

"It's quiet." she said instead noticing the place was named after the famous residential area for celebrities in the states.

Aunty Ebere smiled. "We moved in here last year. Kalu and I thought that it was a good place for the twins to grow up. Someplace quiet and peaceful."

Kamji nodded. This wasn't her first time of visiting her Aunty's place. She remembered their old house had been a small cramped up apartment. She always had to chair a room with her cousins any time she visited. She admired the beautiful duplexes that flaked each corner of the street. Each house getting more impressive in design as if trying to outshine the previous one.

The car soon came to a halt in front of a beautiful two storey building and her Aunty beeped the horn. A small man,whom she guessed must be the gateman had opened the gates allowing them to drive in.

"This is it. Welcome to your new home" Her Aunty said as she pulled the car over. Kamji didn't like the sound of that. she had wanted to say this wasn't her home and will never be but she opted against it. Her real home was back in Abuja but she chose to remain quiet. Stepping out from the car she couldn't help ogling at the house. Sure it wasn't as grand as her house in Abuja but it was a big improvement for the cramped up apartment they used to live in.

She headed for the trunk of the car to get her bags when she heard a very familiar scream. She turned around to see a slim slender younger version of her Aunty rush towards her.

"Cuz!" The girl screamed in delight, " I can't believe you're finally here. I mean Mum told me you were coming but I didn't believe it." The girl said in one breath as she practically jumped excitedly on Kamji, hugging her tightly.

Kamji was having a hard time keeping her balance and almost fell over from the embrace." It's nice to see you too, River." She was struggling to breath again as the girl had hugged her so tightly that she thought she would pass out. Seriously what was with this family and tight hugs?

"Hug her any tighter River and you will squeeze the life out of her." A tall teenage boy with a striking resemblance to the girl said from behind. There was a headset which hung around his neck, taking it off he brushed past his sister and bundled Kamji in a warm embrace.

"How's my favorite cousin doing." He asked placing a peck in each of her cheeks.

"Charming as always,Peter." she giggled, batting her eyelashes at him a teasing way.

"What can I say." Peter shrugged, "Girls cannot resist this charm." He pointed to his face and struck a pose.

"Oh please," River scoffed clearly annoyed with her brother. "Mum, Peter is flirting again." she called to their Mother who had parked the car in the garage and was about to head inside the house.

"No. I am not." Peter retorted. " I was just showing you how to welcome a guest properly, so you won't go squeezing them with those metal hands of yours next time."

River's mouth dropped open." My hands aren't made of metal." she whined. "How dare you..."

Peter grabbed Kamji's bags." Seems my sister lacks proper manners so I guess I will be the one showing you to your room."

As they walked towards the house. Kamji could still here the twins bickering and snapping at each other. She couldn't help but smile at their mindless arguments. Maybe coming to Lagos wasn't such a bad idea anymore. And with the twins she was certain her stay was going to be a whole noisy experience.

it didn't take long for Kamji to unpack and get settled in. She had given her father a call and informed him that she had arrived safely. She had wanted to call Mic as well but later opted against it. He was still so emotional about her departure that she decided he was going to need more time to get used to it. She looked around the room making sure everything was in place. There wasn't much clean up she had to do as the room was spotless when she arrived. She loved everything about it, from the cream coloured walls to the matching bed side furnitures. Aunty Ebere had even hung some of her old pictures with the twins on the wall. it was obvious they were doing everything they can to make her feel comfortable. Going closer to have a better look at the old photos,she couldn't help but smile in remembrance. Her favorite one was the one they had taken at the beach ten years ago. The three of them with Peter in the middle all smiled widely at the camera, hugging themselves. Kamji had been seven at that time and the twins were a few months shy away from that too.

There was a knock on the door and River walked in with a tray of food in her hands. "I thought you might be hungry." she set down the dish on a wooden mahogany table."How do you see your room?"

" It's beautiful." She replied, walking over to the oversized window that started from the ground and shot up to the ceiling. It was her favorite part of the room.She pushed back the green pleated curtains that had the same flowery pattern with the duvet on the bed allowing light to spill in. From here she had a clear view of not only their neighbors yard but also the quiet streets below.

"Mom says you will be attending the same school with us." River said throwing herself on the bed.

" I guess." Kamji replied, sitting next to her.

"Don't worry, I promise your going to love West Lake College." She chriped excitedly.

"West Lake?" Kamji lifted a brow.

" Yeah. That's the name of the school." the girl replied. "Wait here, I'll be right back." She dashed out of the room and returned shortly with neatly ironed clothes.

"What are those?" Kamji asked as River placed the clothes on her bed.

"They are your uniforms." her cousin replied absentmindedly as she ripped off the tags on the new clothes. "We weren't exactly sure of your size so mother decided to use my measurements instead."

Kamji looked at the uniforms. Sparkling white shirts with a short darted black skirt to go with it. There was also a plain black jacket with the school's crest and a neck cape.

"We only wear the Jackets on Mondays and Fridays during assembly." River explained.

Kamji felt somewhat relieved. She couldn't imagine wearing the jacket on a hot day. And what was with the white shirts? Did the school management have any idea how hard it was to maintain whites. Her eyes studied the school's crest was which was a big capital W sitting on a lake making a big splash of water. Kamji thought it looked dumb.

" Do u want to try it on? I hope it fits." River proposed.

"Maybe some other time." Kamji replied as she packed the uniforms and hung them neatly in her wardrobe. She wasn't in the mood for playing dress up.

"Here's also a copy of the students handbook." River tossed a small leaflet on the bed. "It has the rules and regulations, Do's and Don't. Subjects offered and the rest of them."

"Thanks."

"It's nothing, that's what sisters are for." River smiled. "Your food is getting cold by the way." she reminded.

Kamji carried the food on her laps and uncovered the lid. The delicious scent of the soup wafted into her nostrils and her stomach grumbled. She hadn't eaten anything since the apart from the tea she took on the plane. Taking a sip of the soup with her spoon, she savoured the delicious taste in her buds. The hot liquid left a burning sensation in her tongue but she didn't mind. Wait, that wasn't right, she thought as the burning felt worse on her tongue. Then she realized with horror the cause of the burn.

"What's wrong?" River asked, noticing Kamji had stopped eating and grabbed a bottle of water.

"My allergies." she replied, gulping down the water in a matter of seconds.

"Oh my God! I am so sorry Kamji", the girl stood up, panicking. " I totally forgot that you didn't eat peppery dishes."

"Milk." Kamji cried, "I need milk."

River said no more and zoomed off to get the milk. She returned shortly and gave Kamji a glass. "Are you better now?" she asked, visibly worried. No doubt feeling terrible for making such a mistake.

"I am fine." Kamji wiped the beads of sweat from her head and handed River the empty glass. She moved away from the food like it was some sort of poison.

"I can make you another one. Free from pepper." River said, noticing her actions.

"No it's fine." she said almost immediately. The corners of her lips were itching badly and inside her mouth felt like it was on fire.

"I will leave you to rest now" River began to pack the dishes. "I guess you must be tired from your trip."

Kamji nodded and River left the room, closing the door behind her. She picked up the students handbook on the bed and flipped through the pages. There were so many rules. No cellphones were allowed. No smoking. No fighting. No tattoos. She closed the book and kept it by the side. She was feeling tired and was still hungry but she couldn't risk eating another food made by River. Lying back on the bed she closed her eyes and soon drifted into a dreamless sleep.