Her Last Wish

chapter 4

"Everyone knows your father married your Mum just to get papers!" Chloe said and Layla laughed.

"Just so you know, my parents love story is still the best I've ever heard. My Mum actually made my Dad marry her just so he can have the papers to stay behind, she doesn't want him out of her sight not even for one hour..." Layla paused, a bit surprised to see almost everyone interested in the story.

"Huh..seems everyone is so interested in the love story of a black and white. I'm sorry i'll have to stop there" She smiled.

"That doesn't change the fact that he is African!" Chloe said.

"And, what is wrong with being an African?" Layla asked with all seriousness.

"Maybe if you tell me,i would at least understand why you hate them this much" She added.

Chloe went speechless for some time,she also couldn't understand why she hates blacks and maybe she doesn't hate blacks, maybe she hates Layla personally.

"I do not hate Africans, i hate you!" Chloe said bluntly.

"Why?" Layla asked.

Everyone waited for Chloe's answer but none came.

"Okay..i get it that you hate me,do you have to extend it to my parents,my father in particular?" Layla asked.

"Because they gave birth to you! They f*****g gave birth to you. And to think a black! is in the same class that i am...damn!" Chloe growled.

Layla laughed.."I'm not even a full black,my Mum is American so i don't think that's enough reason to hate me. That's just your excuse to,you obviously have other reasons but i don't even care, just do not speak ill of my father or your father! would bear the brunt" Layla said.

"Do not mention my father with that black father of yours!" Chloe said through gritted teeth.

Layla laughed loud and hard.

"You should actually be glad i mentioned your father alongside mine.. My father, Michael Ajagun Williams.." Layla paused and if there had been a 'Yoruba' in the class,they would have laughed at the way she had pronounced 'Ajagun'

"He is a three star general who fought across the thirty six states of Nigeria during World War II,he fought till his last breath and he died while protecting thousands of people" Layla said and her classmates exclaimed, looking touched by the story.

Chloe was touched also but she was too headstrong to show it.

"He's not just any African, he's a hero! The most selfless man I've ever known. None of you should dare bring up my father again and even if you do, please accord him some respect" Layla said and the whole class went silent.

Most of them already feeling bad to have treated Layla like thrash.

Chloe could see what was happening and she knew she had to speak up real fast.

"You all shouldn't fall for her words! She's telling lies!" Chloe said.

"Lies? Why would i do that? I didn't say that for anyone to change their ways towards me,i didn't say that to earn y'all pity nor anyone's friendship. As a matter of fact,i don't want anyone's friendship. I said that to make you see how lucky your father is to be mentioned alongside mine" Layla smiled at Chloe.

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"Your father fought across thirty six states in his poor country! That means nothing!" Chloe said.

"Yeah,it means nothing to you but it means a lot to the people he saved and they'll forever be grateful to him" Layla said.

"And i think i should be blamed here because i gave you the chance to disrespect my father. Starting now..never speak ill of my father again,i won't take it lightly..i promise you that. You hate me,then direct your hate to me, Do not extend it to my father. Don't bring him up ever again!" Layla warned clearly.

"And that doesn't go to Chloe alone but everyone in here, never disrespect my parents again. This is a warning!" Layla stated before sitting.

Her eyes landed on Dylan and surprisingly found his gaze on her,her stomach lit up immediately in excitement.

His gaze lingered before he finally looked away.

Dylan looks like he has finally noticed her and maybe he would start flirting with her too.

She almost grinned at the thought,her gaze was still fixed on him even after he had looked away.

Everyone was astounded Layla could turn that bold and fearless,they stared at her, different questions written all over their faces.

Chloe fumed on her seat, tapping her fingers on the desk repeatedly.

Her friends knew better than to say anything to her at the moment.

"What's with the weird silence?" Miss Moore asked as she walked into the classroom.

She got no answer and then shrugged before proceeding to teach.