Chapter 63

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Alex's POV

Two weeks later

Sunday 12:30 PM

[Dexta Daps 'Wicked Gyal' music playing]

♫ ♫ Mi aguh leave yuh (Hoi)

Mi aguh leave yuh, alone

Rassclaat

Bad gyal dis mi have

Mi aguh leave yuh

Mi aguh leave yuh, alone

Rassclaat

Bad gyal dis mi have

[Verse 2]

Ah true yuh know yuh pussy good, mek yuh gwan suh (Doh?)

Ah true yuh know ah bagga man aguh want yuh (Doh?)

It funny how yuh, say yuh mine

And mi cyan get it, when mi want it

[Hook]

But mi nah blame yuh

Ah just so

Dis ah weh mi aguh just do

[Chorus]

Mi aguh leave yuh

Mi aguh leave yuh, alone

Rassclaat

Bad gyal dis mi have

Mi aguh leave yuh

Mi aguh leave yuh, alone

Rassclaat

Bad gyal dis mi have

[Bridge]

Wicked gyal

Wicked, wicked gyal (Wicked, yeah) ♫♫

I walk into the house and climb the stairs up to Jubba's bedroom. I don't knock I just open the door and walk in.

I move to the windows and start opening the blinds giving the room some well-needed light. I walk over to the bedside table and take up the remote, quickly turning off the music.

"Go away Alex," Jubba says from beneath the sheet where he's covered from head to toe.

"I've given you enough time, it's time for you to snap out of this funk, get up," I say as I drag the sheet from his body.

"Cho rassclaat suppose mi did naked?" He exclaims.

"You're not my type, get the fuck up," I command.

"It's Sunday, I'm not scheduled for work so go away," he turns on his belly and puts the pillow over the back of his head.

"You haven't been to work in over a week so if I were you, I wouldn't use that card. Get up, go take a shower, we need to talk," I say and turn to leave.

"Can we do this tomorrow? I'm not in the mood," he mumbles from beneath the pillow.

"We are doing it now, you have twenty minutes, I'm downstairs," I say before I leave and head to the living room.

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