chapter 61 - stand by me

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Killian's pov

When Brandon drove us to the location where things happened, Rick in the back seat asked me if Deja was doing well. I answered yes. I was on my phone, checking on her, and I called her mom, telling her everything. I do not think the treatment will work, the doctor told me, but he no God it will work, it affi mi cyan put any more pressure on her, I already fucked up. While driving past the house where Deja lived, evoked memories for me.

"We reach, yah so look rough" Brandon stated making up his face, I put away the phone pushing my gun in my waist, and as we walk towards the house weh look like a brothel.

Two young boys walk up outside smoking weed, "fuck yuh bi" he chat bad, this is next level patios.

"Yuh no wah find out"I said calmly, then his friend look in a mi face, and hit his friend's chest, he stepped on the spiff fast.

"Dawg a Killa dat," he said frightened," killa as in killa?...oh shit sorry...sir Umm are you here for the girls-"I pushed him going inside, wid Rick and Brandon guarding outside hope he nah do nothing to dem.

It was an upstairs house, the music did loud wondering why I never hear it from outside, I saw- that girl that was living with Deja Stefani what the fuck.

I was looking to see a Boss, mi know dem yah pickney yah have somebody weh a give order, but bay youngsters, I pulled her to a corner, "what are you doing here". I practically shouted mi know she is close to Deja, she no wah here this, plus mi help r.

"Do I know you Sir" she looks kinda different, like really different.

"Stefani, yuh no remember mi" this a irritate mi and the house smell like sex, and weed.

"Ohh no that's my little sister we get that a lot, I'm Tiffany, though I would remember a handsome face like that," she smiled touching my stomach.

I grabbed her hands, "are you here against your will" she chuckled, "oh no, these girls are here trying to make a living, it no mek no sense fi go school, we parents no have the money so we affi hustle so, are you interested, are you friend ?" she smiled at Brandon, weh turn away.

"No, Tiffany who's the boss around here I need to speak with him now"I shouted over the music,

"Oh he doesn't come around I never see him but his son visit, today is not a good day tho-".she says softly, mi affi help her mi no wah this fi the lady them down here.

"Do you know when," she nodded no," you know I could get killed if they knew I told you this, it's my first day actually so... Umm scared Mr" she said nervously now, I can tell by the flirting weh nah go nowhere.

"I will help you, I will have Brandon bring you home, Don't come back to this place," she nodded, I was walking away I will walk up and clear my mind.

Down here so need more houses, "Killa mia forward wid yuh," Rick said as I take off my jacket putting it inside the vehicle as we walked away.

"Who coulda mek dem girl wah a sell dem self, dem know a we run down ere so none a dem things yah no gwann" that mi deh yah a try figure out, and this boy weh a tell lie ago get it.

"Mi need fi find a boy dem call him princy, tell Brandon when he find him call mi," he nod as we walked in silence.

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I reached up back home, mi a sweat bad, weh mi go walk fah, mi dogs dem run up a bark, long time mi no see dem.

Mi tell Rick fi gwann wid one a mi car, I checked my watch it was late now, bout 8 o'clock, the door opened for me, I nod at the doorman, and mi see me, mother, in the kitchen and Deja watching TV eating nuggets and fries.

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