Dedicated to @Ruby_Mayerh.

[xx=mature content
xx=TW, locker room content]

^ Rooney Edwin ^

Mature Content.

Never say things like 'Snap out of it, it's all in your head, what's wrong with you? Look on the bright side' Etcetera etcetera, you're not helping by making it seem like their problems aren't understandable instead saying more things like 'I'm here for you. You are not alone in this, What can I do to help? You are important to me. Your life is important to me.' would go along way beca-

"-Roooney! Open this door right this instant or I'm breaking it down and smacking you till you see purple!"

What the fuck?

"Get lost Favour. I'm busy." I yelled back and grabbed my headphones.

My greatest distraction.

I connected to the Bluetooth on my phone and continued reading the book I bought off Amazon for 68$ while also trying to ignore the loud banging on my bedroom door.

"You have five seconds before I break this door down!" Favour yelled just exactly when I raised the headphones to my head.

I don't fucking understand why you're yelling like a fool, but I don't care.
I have an important shit to do. So break it down, I dare you.

"Fuck off blackie!" I shouted and clapped the headphones against my ears.

Music on.
World off.

Twelve more hours till I have to go back to school, twelve more hours till I see my cutie.

Till I see my Muna.

Fuck. I'm lovestruck.

And I loved it.

Hell, she was making me google shit, buying shit and reading shit.

Loving The Depressed Friend.

Friend, because that's just what she is. Friend because she's too young to be anything else. She isn't Chiamaka who'd grown up too quickly because of me, I would never let myself change her so she'd forever stay as pure as she is, she's Munachi.

She's my depressed friend. She's my Numb.

Being a compassionate listener is more important than being a wise monk right now, you don't have to hand out advises like it were leaves plucked off from a branch. Listen, listen, listen and don't interrupt. And one more thing? Don't expect a single conversation to be the end of it. Depressed people tend to withdraw from others and isolate themselves. You may need to express your concern and willingness to listen over and over again. Be gentle, yet persistent.

Be gentle, yet persistent. I can do that.

I can do that.

I closed the browser app and switched to my WhatsApp, she wasn't online.

Doesn't stop me.

Yo 🍬❤
R.E👌🏾

Sent

I left our thread and scrolled down then clicked on an unread message only because the Display Picture looked intriguing.

Rooney reply me please.

+234 7•81••062•

Now who's this?

??
R.E👌🏾

Barely five seconds after sending that, the ticks turned blue and I rolled my eyes.

Desperate much?

Mi modupe frm chrch I sat behyd u nd ur brodaz on sundae u pipu ar cute bt u ar cuter

+234 7•81••062•

Brodaz?

What the actual fuck? No way on hell she was the one who typed that first message. How the fuck did she expect me to understand the shit she just typed? Who still uses shorthand to type in this day and time?

I guess, I'll just act like I didn't see this bullshit. Now back to my browser.

Okay, why's my hand shaking?

Fuck, it's calling me. It's making my phone vibrate.

Incoming video call
+234 7•81••062•

Leave me bitch.

I swiped and glared at my phone before the call connected. Barely two seconds after.

"What the fuck are you and how'd you get my number" I growled and squinted my eyes to see the bad visual, the background was dark and blurry.

What type of low end phone does this thing use?

Seconds after I could see and I was going to be honest, she wasn't bad looking.

She actually looked more hot than Chidinma did and saying that, meant something.

Oval face, lips just as plump as Kylie's, narrow eyes. Lips just as plump as Kylie's

She was... gorgeous.

Modupe clearly knew she had massive beauty privilege because she smirked at me like I'd granted her VIP backstage tickets to a concert.

"I'm sorry, your brother gave me your number. He's a twin and they look alike so I don't know which one. "

Thankfully she didn't speak as bad as she typed. And I'm sure I was hearing a non Nigerian accent in there.

Something Ghanaian in there.

"Straight to the point. " I rolled my eyes subtly at her.

She's hot doesn't mean I have to be nice.

Who fucking cares if she could speak proper English? Shouldn't we all be able to speak proper English?

"I'm Modupe and I'm seventee-"

"-And I'm someone who doesn't care. "

"Ow." She moaned? What the?

xx

"That was very rude." 'Modupe' continued and I realized she was lying down, she subtly stretched out her hand-the hand with her phone and I could now see her boobs, minus the nipples and all.

I was also seeing into a room but I didn't care about the poor interior.

"Rooney are you usually this ruu-oooud" She moaned again and I couldn't believe that I was feeling weird now.

The kind of weird that send blood surges.

How could her moan be turning me on?

I know she is hot and reminds me of Cardi B, she is also flashing her boobs and moaning.

But how? How is all these quickly turning me on?

"Are you okay? " I asked quietly, I'd even almost whispered. I watched how one hand disappeared from my view only to reappear seconds later with a phallic shaped rubber, wait is that...?

Okay, what the fuck?

She started giggling freakishly and I assume it was because of my facial expression.

I really didn't expect to see that.

But I also didn't expect her to be this hot.

"So you even know what this is? Bad boy! I was using it but no need. Your voice is such a turn on, it's making me wet. Your voice can give somebody an orgasm."

My voice can what?

I dropped my phone and looked away, the headphones were amplifying her voice and the sultry tone it had was making my blood rush too quickly.

I closed my eyes and tried to think of something else but I kept hearing her moans. Because she actually kept moaning.

I failed to think of something else.

Now how the fuck did this stranger give me a boner?

I pulled off my headphones and paused to check if Favour had stopped banging on my door. She had.

Took that Oracle long enough.

"Rooney." The girl on the other side of my screen moaned out my name and my head snapped towards my new Iphone.

End the call.

No.

"Modupe." I smirked at her and she sucked on the Dildo.

Fuck, that is so hot.

"Imagine I'm doing this to you. Imagine you're this thing and my mouth's round-"

-End the call.

It's been so long since I've done anything sexual.

Like fucking long.

Celibacy rocks.

No it doesn't, I've been celibate before this term resumed. Way before Kenelum pushed me and she poured her food on me... Before Munachi poured her food on me.

Munachi.

Fuck, fuck, fuck! Fuck!

Still don't do this bro.

You need it, you need your sexual gratification. She's offering you herself.

Video sex.

Take it then block her later.

You're used to this, it's why your phone call settings is on whitelist and only select people could call you, it's why your WhatsApp number is different from your calling number.

It's the cons of being related to E², Lagos Island baddest twins, it's the cons of being an influencer in your own rights, girls and milfs throw themselves at you. You're used to it so take it.

Take it.

"No. I have a girlfriend and you should get yourself some self respect, so delete my number because I'm blocking yours. "

I have a girlfriend.

Dude, Muna's not dating you.

I can't believe I just said all that to some stranger. To one sexy older stranger, I just rejected this sexy stranger's advances.

Modupe frowned at me and moved her phone farther from the screen, giving me an explicit view of her entire chest.

"Why are you acting this way? No man rejects me and I want you Rooney Edwin, I observed every post your brothers made and found out the church you guys attend, they're not really as private private as you are.

I follow you on Instagram but you never post locations while you're there or landmarks of where you take pictures, I've followed you for a year now.

I post your pictures on Pinterest, I'm your biggest fan and I came to our new church today, I saw you in church today, in person and you are so much hotter than what your pictures show, it is a sign from God that we're soulmates. "

Soulmates?

Wait.. Is she stalking me?

Me? Not the twins.. but me?

I was so confused, it felt like I was once a virgin again with Chiamaka under me.

On a normal day, I would have never rejected her, she was really gorgeous and she was older than me.

Seventeen year old wanted me for me and not because I was related to the twins?

I could see her entire breasts and it's been so long.... So long. So long. So long since I'd had contact with anything sexual.

I'd even stopped watching porn months back.

Modupe moved her camera closer and groped her left breasts and I felt my shorts stretch.

End it.

Why?

How?

I didn't know why my next words sounded like a plea, maybe because they actually were. "Please stop. End this call. " I begged her.

This could linger on sexual harassment couldn't it? But I also wanted this too, in fact I wanted to send her my address and pay for her uber.

How could one person look like Chidinma and Chiamaka at the same time.

I'd lost the will already. I couldn't end this call. She should.

"No." She stopped for a minute and moved the phone towards her face.

"You like it. I'm sure you're horny too. Forget about your girlfriend e, she won't find out about this. I might be older than you but I'm still a minor so this is not illegal."

Girlfriend?

Fuck, I have a girlfriend?

When did I get a girlfriend?

Who's my girlfriend?

... Munachi?

Yes, Munachi.

Munachi!

I tapped on my screen with my face turned away because I didn't even trust myself any more, if I saw her squeeze her breast again I was going to send her my address, the call ended and Modupe was instantly gone then with shaky hands I set out to work.

Block. Blacklist. Delete.

Done.

What the fuck did I almost do?

No. Correction, what the fuck did you just actually do?

I just... cheated.

°.°•.•°.°

"Oh, so you can leave your room right? Anytime you please, that's when you leave right? " Favour ambushed me immediately I stepped out of my room and I groaned.

Don't you have a life or something?

Stalking me would get you nowhere and I was really fed up with anything stalking.

I just need to cook my noodles and I'll be back up. Ignore me for just fifteen minutes?

"Nawa. Is it your business? His room, his life. Besides go and check who's at the door, if it's TeeJay and his friends open that door, let's start getting reading for the party. " Precious-my older sister... Older than Favour-came to my rescue.

Precious was in her third year, we shared the same complexion and the same face just that she took up the feminine version of what my face looked like.

A less attractive version of my face if I do say so myself.

"Party?" I asked and walked towards the stairs.

"Yes party why do you think I was knocking on your door today? I needed your permission to do something since Henry's not around." Favour followed me.

Henry was our older brother. The one who acted like our dad.. He was too strict and was zero fun also lightskin but he had a full mane and not just even a beard, a mane and full afro.

"More like banging, you were making banging on that nigga's door. Okay now move it, go and open the door. Now. " Precious commanded and I chuckled.

I missed her.

Ever since she entered Uni she was never at home when I was. She came back last night and I was leaving tomorrow.. I rarely saw her and that was fucked up cause she was the only tolerable sibling I had.

"What's the party for?" I asked the only person who seemed to understand me in this huge mansion.

"Ask D square. They're the hosts." D Square was her nickname for Darrel and Darren.

"Why are you helping them?"

"Over my living body, I'm not helping. I just wanted Fave off your back so I sent her to open the door. There's a difference stupid dumb ass." Precious cussed at me and I smiled.

She was also my favorite sibling. We were just so alike. I liked seeing myself in her and maybe it was the same for her, maybe we were close because she liked seeing herself in me.

"But I invited most of my friends so this party is going to be lit! Lowkey I have plans to call this party mine if it isn't a major bust, let the word spread that I host the best party in Lagos!"

Okay.
Nice.

Thankfully you're over your Hype-Girl phase.

I leaned backwards to stretch and asked, "Is Rema coming?"

Rema was Precious ex boyfriend his real name was Divine but Rema was way cooler, I liked him for her even though he was younger than her, he was an amazing free styler.

And his voice was almost as great as mine was.

No kidding, my secret talent is my voice.

One thing I hope I got from my dad.

"Fuck no. Don't call that dude's name near me, he now wants to become a musician or something like that... I just pity him, no Nigerian would like to hear the trash he calls singin-"

"-Naah girl! I would, the guy's vibe is dope as fuck. His voice cools me down." Darrel interrupted and Precious rolled her eyes.

"Now remind me when I asked for your opinion you fucker." She blasted back and I smirked.

That's my sister.

"Um never. But remind me when your heart wasn't stone. " Darren

"Um never. " Darrel said and they both erupted into sharp 'Oous'

"Fuck! Too dry, add water losers. Back to you Rooney. Rema's stupid and he has a new girlfriend now so I don't give a fuck about him... Dumebi or whatever her name is. They're both useless underage kids yet to start life."

"You dated that useless underage kid. So yes, you too are useless. " Darrel said and walked into the kitchen

"Leave her. That guy will blow one day, just mark my words. He might even sing about you Precious with an Indian tone cause he likes that Indian shit." Darren paused.

Only for him to start singing, start singing bullshit. Absolute bullshit," I say make you come, make you come come come, make you come, make I give you the pon pon pon, your body, kakara made me go pon pon pon, Precious oh I don manya you, you no be omalicha nnwaye oh but oh. I don manya you, you no be omalicha nnwaye oh but I don manya you."

What the fuck did he just say?

"Like for real, I'll buy that song just to put it on repeat near Precious!" Darrel shouted loudly from the kitchen and Darren walked into it.

"I doubt he'll ever blow so stop imagining the impossible!" She screamed as a comeback and I walked away from her.

I never sided with those twins but they were right. Rema would blow one day since he's now an aspiring musician, he just needs to meet the right music producer.

But who cares? Unless some how in the future when he has blow and he's somehow back with my sister, I have absolutely nothing to gain if he does blow.

So who cares?

I brought out my phone and scrolled down while I ignored Munachi's reply on WhatsApp...again.

I couldn't bring my self to do it. I couldn't reply her.

But opening the message and leaving her on seen would be pure evil.

So I just don't open it.

I'll just wait to her see her, then decide if she deserves to know but knowing her... She wouldn't want to know. Unless she's in her 'curious' mood. So how would I even know if she deserves to know.

And why do I even feel guilty? Not like we're dating and I cheated, I was actually sexually abused by a stranger wasn't I?

If I didn't enjoy it then yes but I did and... fuck me!

I just hope she forgives me. For doing nothing.

•°•

"How would you throw a party in your Lagos crib and not invite us?" Nonso harassed me for the third time this evening and I wish I could punch his face off.

Like Go away!

"Guy, rest now. He said he didn't. His brothers did. Rest. " Arthur murmured and I silently thanked him.

"Exams is even starting next month and party is the one that's affecting you?" Dominique asked.

Nonso chuckled, "Yes guy. Yes. You just reminded me of something self."

"What's that?" I asked with zero interest.

"Chiamaka and me fucked this holiday. "

So how does Exam or party co-relate to that?

" How the two na connect?" Kenneth read my mind and asked with a scowl.

"Because it was at a party-"

"-Abeg, shut the fuck up." Kenneth said then walked out of the dorm, he also banged the door loudly behind him.

What's doing that one?

xx

"What's wrong with that one?" Kenelum asked us and I ignored him, my eyes were fixed on one person this news should affect since she was special to him... To his dick.

Luh mao.

" Guy, why you dey look me. Why una dey look me?" Arthur smirked and continued eating his cereal.

First day and this is what he's doing.

Cereal monging.

" No be your babe again?" Kenelum teased with a laugh.

Arthur joined in.

"I reject. She's my slut on demand by choice and nothing else, she even says we're dating so Nonso shock me sha. No be babe wey suppose dey faithful to 'im boyfriend just fuck Nonso? So she just cheated on me, with my friend? "

"Thing taya me. She did the same thing 7th grade to Rooney and Kenneth, spread say she dey date Rooney, I no con know watin wan dey sup with Kenneth one period of time back then oh but them no fuck sha." Kenelum scowed and I laughed loudly because I remember.

True... what really happened in eight grade first term, two weeks before Arthur joined.

It's the catalyst between 7th grade Chiamaka and the girl of today.

I know we actually burnt before first term resumed but there was something buzzing between Kenneth and her afterwards but one day it just vanished. 

"I swear. That girl cheap die, yet na she dey form Slay Queen pass with all those fools that'll be following her thinking they have sense. Thinking that dey don arrive." Segun joined in.

"My brother chop am and clean mouth after all na she con meet you. After all the form wey she don form for me. 'This pussy is for VIP's only, ew don't touch me, Nonso I'm not talking to you' yet no be smash I smash that thing. Smash am so tey she dey beg and she wan con push me off. " Nonso mimicked Chiamaka's voice and laughed, he then dragged Arthur's bowl from him while Arthur gave him the middle finger.

" Omo! You show am the Warri way na! Scatter that puna for am !" Kenelum hailed Nonso and I rolled my eyes while trying to stop smirking.

We were too young for all these shits but who fucking cared?

Like who actually checked to see if we already did shits?

We all should be virgins who avoided girls and had low self esteem around girls older than us and find playing with our pens on our table fun, or we should all rush out every time the closing bell rang, we should snitch at seniors we've caught breaking rules, we should focus more on our books and be awkward when a girl sits next to us or we should basically just act our age.

But we weren't. We didn't. Because the one thing we all had in common back then in seventh grade and in eight grade when Arthur came was that we've already outgrown those things that most of my classmates still did.

We became mature a while back and being a virgin at fifteen or at sixteen as a boy in Emerald Academy with friends and family in senior classes was very rare or it made you auto lame.

We all had both... Family from my side and Friends because of my side. I guess I was bad influence in some way because our family and friends were already too mature for their own classes. Too mature for SS3.

The lame inexperienced ones in my set were definitely going to lose their virginity pretty soon-probably before SS1. Not all though, some might lose theirs in SS2 but in cases like Darrel and Darren's set they'd all lose theirs before SS2 and they'll be no virgin boys when we're in SS3.

I really hope that happens. Associating my self with nervous, self conscious virgins while we're in SS3 would totally suck.

Now I'm sure Arthur fully understands why my first gift to him was a roll of condom a term ago.

Because I just finally did.

ｗ（￣△￣；）ｗ！

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