Heart of A Jamaican Don (Book 1)

Chapter thirty Two

Dwayne Pov

"Wei you mean you fucking know Dwayne... wei you really mean?" Chanize angrily jabbed the knife into the half frozen chicken, looking over her shoulder

Jah know... she must wish say that chicken was me.

"Chan... mi use condom... all when she a gimme heads so me no know... plus you did hear she say it outta her mouth?" i adjusted the stool around the counter, watching her ass cheeks peep out of the little shorts she wore,

A mi baby mother that eno

"She never afi fucking say it Dwayne... her body language, how she talk... the hot wud them wei she drop... and mi swear to God,"  Chanize chuckled, not the kind that had amusement but the one i will do when some grimey thoughts a flow through my mind,

She deh round me too long.

"If she never did a breed... me beat out her bloodclaat already,"

"And wah bou you," i asked, "You pregnant too eno B,"

"And wah that say?" she glared at me, "At this point... mi would unpregnant me self if there was a option like that,"

I said nothing.

is that how I make her feel? is it that bad that she wished that my child... our child wasn't inside her right now?

"We need to tell my grandmother... together," she spoke again, "She wants you to come over for sunday dinner and i was thinking..."

"No... your people hem no rate me eno... cant left my head back careless like that again," i replied a bit harsh, what she said before that still circled in the back of my head,

"Wei you mean by fucking no?" she slammmed her hnds against the counter,

Yeah... this a get toxic and it a stress me out

"Mi a go out pan the front," I walked out of the kitchen not giving her the chance to counteract.

A wah Chanize really feel like say... thoughts swirled in the back of my head, she know Keisha, me know Keisha... everybody know Keisha... and know say she is trouble maker and a waste gal... me test the waters and i am sorry i did... cause a dutty water that,

"You good?" Gun bag approached,

I was so lost in my thoughts i didn't even realize that i was partially out side,

Jah know... mi a mad out.

"Yeah G,"i chuckled  lightly, "Just Chanize a gan XYZ..." i hissed, "A tell me fuckery say Keisha a breed... weh the fuck that afi do with me?"

"Keisha a breed?" Gunbag spoke in a surprise, almost terrified,

"Hmm... so Chanize say,"

"Jah know... so... so... you think say a your own?"

Gunbag a move shakey 

"Gunbag... mi mek the gyal suck off the dwag in the rubbers," i laughed.

"HAHA," he faked his laughed,

"Yo..." i looked over my shoulders, making sure none of the two were near,