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pคtri¢ē

Bitch a wah yuh jus vn tell mi seh, yuh love ramp?!

ռɨӄӄɨ

Mi serious as a bloodclaat judge Peggy.

pคtri¢ē

A muss joke yuh a joke. Wah yuh mean Simone dead?!

ռɨӄӄɨ

Gyal mi seh all now mi cyaah believe. Mi meds fuck up bad bad!

pคtri¢ē

Suh weh Soljie deh?

ռɨӄӄɨ

Dem lock him up this morning.
Him turn in himself.

pคtri¢ē

So y all of a sudden dem loud up dem ting suh?

ռɨӄӄɨ

Guess after all this time pan e lowe DD finally cudn't bare it suh e mek e feelings get e best a him.

pคtri¢ē

So Debs an Kronazz mash-up, Soljie kill Simz. A wah next?

ռɨӄӄɨ

Pussyclaat drama tun up dung yah gyal seem like e moon full to rass ebrybody a fuck mad.

pคtri¢ē

Pet call mi this morning a tell mi bou Debs and r foolishness down a d solon.
A wi fren but mi still cyaah see how she cyaah grow up.

ռɨӄӄɨ

A nuff she a guh tru and with wah guh dung wid Simone she really out a it. A dung a Clarkey she an d pickney dem deh.

pคtri¢ē

We all have our burdens to bear yaah.
😞😞😞
Anyway, mi glad she nuh uppa she yaad by ar self still.
As soon as mi come up mi guh check pan r.

Clarkey was Debbie's Uncle as well as Simone's father and the only relative that actively pays her any mind other than his now-deceased daughter.

Debbie's lifestyle and behavior had the other family members after a while keeping a wide breadth of her. Debbie had cursed her family so often when they tried to put her on the right part that she was now an outcast.

ռɨӄӄɨ

"Mi lunch break up so mi gone back paah Missa Chen wuk."

pคtri¢ē

Ok bbz. Tek care.

ռɨӄӄɨ

Tell mi man mi seh howdy.

I smiled after reading her message and after responding I on a whim took a selfie but I was far from feeling jovial and care free. I place my phone on the table beside me my smile fading.

I walk to the balcony of the hotel room Medz and I had a few hours checked into and stare out into the distance at the wide expanse of the clear day permeated by a light blue cloudless sky, borders of coconut and palm trees, along with sparse and dense vegetations dotted with various buildings.

My eyes traveled to the sea with its varying shades of blue and dark patches. I watch as it laps the creamy sands caressing to a smooth wet mat as it foams and then retreats only to repeat the task over again.

There were not many people on the beach or in the water and I guess they were still sleeping in or making use of the breakfast buffet. It was just minutes to eleven still enough time for a late breakfast.

I sighed as walk back into the room. I
remove my sneakers, my grey biker shorts along with its matching top leaving on my black Nikki Nudes tong and spaghetti tank.

I walk over to my makeup bag took out my hairbrush and brush my hair into a ponytail, after fastening it with a hair tie I proceeded to make a thick fish plait with the loose ponytail.

I was getting frustrated being here by myself with thoughts and feelings I did not want to get caught up in. I wanted to rid myself of thoughts of my friend being broken-hearted and alone as well as mourning the death of her cousin.

And most of all I wanted something to rid me of the temptation of reaching out to OD. I knew he must be feeling like hell. In the light of losing his grandmother, he and his family had to now face the drama that DD subjected them to because he stepped out of the boundary that he and Simone had established.

Simone was no saint mind you. She was a beauty and was not afraid to use that to charm men. Most of what she attained in life was achieved through her manipulation even though she was quite capable of getting it on her own but I guess Simone rather have her cake by sweating on her various lovers' dick. It's just a pity she was no longer able to have her cake and eat it.

At one time she was even in a relationship with Nikki's brother and was even engaged to him but before you know it he became another of her side piece and another man was claiming her as his main chick.

It was close to a year now since DD and Simz had hooked up and often time it seem they were through with the affair until you would see little moves and sign they were back up and running.

But in all things, DD was never the type to be callous and selfish to Simz's well-being. He truly treated her with respect and he did care for her deeply in spite of the fact that they had other illicit affairs and he was not really her main man.

What the hell could have propelled DD to cause such a storm? Now that the storm has passed he is left without a lover, a man losing his freedom and a life loss.

People always dread the storm but it was after the storm that scared the hell out of me. To pick up the broken pieces, try to mend the shattered fragments, and find the courage to go on was not easy.

I felt my eyes burn with unshed tears that caused my throat to ache as I try to hold it in but the effort was more than me. I stood by the all-white bed draped with sheer champagne color mosquito netting now fasten to the four posters of the bed with fancy curtain ties and cried.

This seemed like a bad omen and I wondered if I was at the right place with the right man.

Was this life's way of punishing me for turning away from my years of waiting on Odean because one attempt at getting my heart's desire did not fall through?

Was I making a mistake coming here with Medz?

How the hell could I want Medz with such potent wantonness and feel such fierce jealousy for him if some other woman shows interest in him and now in this instance fill with dread that OD was miles away hurting?

I wish that my pesky inner voice could provide me with some answers but I was left alone in the battle of unwarranted feelings.

I wipe the tears from my cheeks and walk purposefully to my phone. I had to know he was ok. I did not want to hear from family and friends about the dark void that now surrounds OD and his family.

We were back then two teenagers riding on the sweet tranquillity of newfound love and we bearly had time to make something of it before it was snatched away from us.

I was tired of being controlled by something that was not constituted by our doing. I was not going to push Odean aside, he is my daughter's father and I cared deeply for him.

I unlock my phone and once I had OD's number retrieved I press the call button sending off the call. My heart was beating wildly in my chest as I listen to the shrill ringing of the call waiting to be answered.

With every second that passed my heartbeat echoed in my ears like it was in the dark caverns of the Green Gratto cave.

I felt my palms become sweaty as I stood there for what seemed like an eternity.

Miss ting yuh sure yuh waah duh dis?

I gave a startled yelp at the sound of my inner voice and I had to rest against the table to keep myself upright as the shock wear off.

Yuh claim seh yuh naah lay prisoner to something weh yuh nuh neva constitute but memba seh yuh turning to Medz constitute to you being here and OD being back in Manchester.

I got the message loud and clear as my inner voice made crystal the realization of the situation at hand, but what had me standing like a statue was the familiar female voice that said.

"Hello, Patrice. OD is in the bathroom. How can I help you?"

The cynical little bitch!

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