It was 2am in the morning and the knock on my door got me scared, i thought it i was under an attack, i tip toed to the door, i peeped gently and i saw my best friend. Nikki! i called out in whispers, i opened the door, and found her all teary and cold. She came in, i rushed to grab a blanket and wrapped it around her, i didn't say a word, i noticed she wanted to cry more, i didn't stop her, i hugged her tight and she held on to me for about 5 minutes after which she gradually started letting go. Now she was more relaxed. 
"Tony is deeeeeaaaad",she said in a shaky voice, tears welled up my eyes but i tried so hard not to let them flow "he had aids and we had unprotected sex once, he made me do it, i was careful, i loved him but i never thought just once could be a fatal mistake, now I'm next" she busted out in tears again.
shhhhhhyou are not dying* we'll go see a doctor tomorrow okay? I don't know how i did it but she trusted me, she layed down, i strokked her hair gently and in less than 10 minutes she was fast asleep.
I laid too, face up, my eyes were wide open, the news of Tony's death sent chills down my spine, i was scared, what if Nikki has the virus? I'm next too, we've shared cuticle during pedicure, blades when she shaped her brows and i was too lazy to get my own blade, I'm finished 
We, got tested but the results came out negative,that felt like a near death experience. It's been 2 years now. Aids death is not a honorable one, don't risk it
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