WHEN FRIENDS BECOME CRUEL

WHEN FRIENDS BECOME CRUEL

WHEN FRIENDS BECOME CRUEL

Episode 2

The clock on my mother’s hospital wall had just struck seven when I stepped out into the night. My bag felt heavier because of the orange scarf inside. My mind was louder than my footsteps. Who sent that message? Why tell me not to trust the girls? Why ask me to come alone?

The road to the old church was dark. Streetlights flickered weakly, and the wind made the dry leaves chase me like shadows. I held my phone in one hand, my scarf in the other. My chest beat like a drum I couldn’t silence.

When I reached the rusty church gate, it creaked loudly as I pushed it open. The yard was quiet. The old bell tower cut into the sky like a giant finger. My eyes searched the darkness. At first, I saw no one. Then a voice whispered from behind the mango tree.

“Mayowa… don’t scream.”

I froze. My knees shook, but I forced myself to step closer. From the shadows, a girl stepped out. My heart jumped. It was Anita — a quiet classmate who never spoke much, the type nobody noticed. She looked nervous, her hands clutching something small.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice trembling.

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She came closer, her eyes darting around as if someone was watching. “I sent you the message,” she whispered. “I know what those girls did. The screenshot of the transfer… it’s fake. They planned everything.”

My mouth went dry. “Why? Why would they do that to me?”

Anita sighed heavily. “Tola is angry because you told her no when she wanted you to give her part of your mother’s hospital money. Funmi… she just likes trouble. And Kemi… she wants Tola’s approval. Ekaete followed because she doesn’t want to be the odd one out.”

Her words hit me harder than the laughter at the river. Betrayal had a new taste — bitter and sharp. Tears slid down my face. I shook my head slowly. “I trusted them. I told Tola everything about me. Why would she—”

Anita cut me off, pressing something into my hand. It was a small memory card. “This is proof,” she said quickly. “They recorded themselves editing the fake transfer screenshot. I overheard them and copied the file. If you show this to the right people, everyone will know the truth.”

I stared at the memory card, my hands trembling. A tiny thing that carried the weight of my whole life. But before I could thank her, we both heard footsteps. Heavy ones. They were not far away.

Anita’s eyes widened. “They followed me,” she whispered in panic. “Hide this. Don’t let them see it!”

Before I could react, the churchyard gate slammed. Laughter echoed into the night. It was them — Tola, Funmi, Ekaete, and Kemi — walking in like predators who had cornered their prey. Tola’s eyes landed on me, then on Anita. Her smile was cold, sharper than a knife.

“Well, well,” Tola said, her voice dripping with mock sweetness. “So this is where you ran to, Mayowa. I told you before — you can’t escape us.”

Funmi crossed her arms, smirking. “Look at her face. She’s shaking already.”

Kemi added, “I bet she still thinks someone will save her.”

Ekaete remained quiet, but her eyes were fixed on Anita.

Tola stepped forward until she stood just a breath away from me. She leaned in, her perfume choking me. “Did Anita tell you something?” she whispered, her smile never fading. “Be careful, Mayowa. Some people pretend to be angels… but they are worse than devils.”

Her words twisted my stomach. Was she warning me about Anita? Or was it just another trap? I looked at Anita, then at the memory card hidden in my palm. My mind screamed with questions, but my lips stayed shut.

Before I could speak, Funmi snatched the orange scarf from my bag. She held it high like a trophy. “She even brought the scarf. Just like you said, Tola.”

My heart stopped. Just like you said? Did that mean they already knew about the message? Did they set me up from the start?

Anita’s voice broke the silence. “Leave her alone!” she shouted, stepping forward. “You girls are wicked! I know everything you did!”

The yard went still. The night air tightened. For the first time, I saw fear flicker in Tola’s eyes. Then her smile returned, darker this time.

“Anita,” she said softly. “You just made the biggest mistake of your life.”

The girls closed in around us. I clutched the memory card, my pulse racing. One wrong move, and they would take it from me. But one right move… and the whole truth could finally come out.

The question burned inside me: Was Anita really my savior, or was this another cruel game?

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