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Headstrong Deja Brown encounters the dangerous Killa Don, who resides in both the upper and lower-class communities. Deja is struggling with mistreatment from her mother and stepfamily. What will happen when their paths cross? Will Deja...
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In my Spanish accent, I screamed out, "mamá," as I dropped my bag on the ground. Act like a real Jamaican at school doh wah nobody a bother me, even though I am half Jamaican and Latino... I rushed to the kitchen and asked my mother what was wrong.
She was sitting down in the living room holding her belly"hey, I was feeling stomach aches again, so I called you right away, Hijo".
Son
I helped her to her room, and I covered her up, "should I make some soup, Mamá". I don't know why we moved to Jamaica again I left when I was in primary school, and now I attended a new high school.
"No Hijo, turn on the TV mi wah watch News" I picked up the flat screen tv remote.
It was talking about the school I attended, a girl got badly hurt
They showed Deja's photo, "omg, what's wrong with these kids, poor niño, "I did see her and the girl but mi neva know dem did ago fight I thought they were friends, the classroom is big as fuck, if you nah watch a person you no see anything.
Child
The best school yah, cause all ac in all the rooms, the owner mus rich, rich.
"Mamá I saw her before it took place, I never knew they were going to hurt her, I came as soon as you called me, I should I've helped"I sat down feeling bad.
"Poor Deja,", I hope she's okay, if only mum wasn't sick I would have stopped her from doing this.
"What," mummy says sitting up alert, as I said her name"I said poor Deja, that's her name" I sigh heavily.
"Ohh oh ok turn the TV off I will go to sleep now" she looks a little shaken up, I nod going to my room, my bedroom was pretty big, I changed, bathe then mi drop in a mi bed.
Deja's pov 🦋
I awoke in a dark room and eased up too quickly, hurting my side as Killian's voice said, "be careful," the light in his room came on; it wasn't bright.
"Killian," I whispered, my sides hurting so badly, "Hey baby, you okay," he looked angry, but he managed to cover it up by moving my hair away from my face.
"It hurts," I said softly he moved from the bed, helping me up to take a pill after I swallowed it, I lay back" I know baby yuh soon feel betta".
As I listened to the heavy rain outside the house, I ask him, "Come lie with me". His face still had that deadly, scary look, just as it did the day he killed Justin.
Killian climbed in and I took my time Turing to my good side I hugged him, resting my head on him"you know I love you, I would kill anyone for you," I nod.
"Mi know mi ago fuck up somebody, fi all a dis yuh cyan stop me," he said calmly"Killian no-".he glares at me then, he closed his eyes trying to relax
His voice broke as he said, "Deja get some sleep, yuh don't understand" When I touched his hands, he was so red as I gazed into his eyes. "What happened, tell me what happened.".
