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🗣👂🏾 Chapter 20 🗣👂🏾

           

           🗣👂🏾 Chapter 20 🗣👂🏾

          🗣👂🏾Antoine's pov 🗣👂🏾

"Grung, mi just come offa di phone wid Chadwick, yuh nuh know sey Demar a work- sign all contract wid one big company. Chadwick say him guh fi guh collect him from di institute, a sey well den him a guh carry him out and Demar mek him know him caan come because him have somn else fi deal wid. Suh him sey him a wonder a wha happen to him cause a di second week and Demar nah move like him interested fi meet di top chappa dem ina him camp. Yuh know, fi guh have a drink and show him di ropes, him sey before him could a done talk to him a one big name tech company van dat pull up and Demar tell him dem wi link and guh wey ina di van," I explained while reasoning with Grung.

  "A suh him get work fast?" Grung ask looking bewildered.

"Get which work fast, Demar sign up wid di company before him lef yah. Chadwick say him call him and ask him sey why him neva sey somn and him a tell him bout him neva sure it would a guh through. So him sey mek him call mi an' show mi di pree zeen, mi nah sey mi nuh glad fi him opportunity and dat him always a try- but di man a move secretive like him nuh waan nobody at all know him business," I said feeling annoyed at Demar.

  Grung sighed then said. "Maybe him feel like you a guh disagree."

  Quenger walk up to where we were sitting and I told him about it, his response was. "Yow dat bredda don't talk much from a longer while and maybe a di truth him a tell, because when yuh apply fi dem job dey yuh nuh must get through. Mi happy fi him and as wey yuh sey him could a sey somn pon a big man level."

  Grung snorted after a while and said. "Di dawg affi a try mek extra income fi di pickney dem wey him have a come."

"Aha ha ha ha, yow! Mi don yuh nuh hear bout di big fight wey bruk yah last night?" Quenger laugh asking.

Grung began to grin uncontrollably. "A three babymother link up, yow dem cuss till dem start fight an' nuh body nuh part dem. Ms. Maize tun guh ina har yard and lock har gate to bloodclaate, mi sey entertainment caan done."

"𝑴𝒊 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒊 𝑫𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒉 𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒖𝒉 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒊 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖," Grung said imitating a female voice that made Quenger got up roaring with laughter.

"Yow mi sey dem likkle gal yah a some living yam head, di three a dem sey dem a breed fi Demar and none a dem nuh know him birthday nor him full name," Grung stated.

  Hot-tool walk up to us. "Yow mi a want uno luw offa di new hot don name ino, fuck do uno? Mi babyfada Demar love ina mi tight- tight," he said and I burst out laughing along with Grung and Quenger.

  "No man a suh dem did a gwane?" I ask just now realizing how dramatic last night must have been.

"Mi sey di one Demar is a sneaking likkle killer, when mi call him an' ask him dis morning hear him 'breed fi me? Mi check every rassclaate condom mi use and a one an' move,' di man nuh give a shit dawg him sey him a guh call him mada den guh study," Hot-tool told us his voice taking on a disbelieving quality at the end of his statement.

"Suh wha happen to Raquel?" I ask.

Quenger sighed then said. "I don't know wha happen to di two a dem, mi hear sey she sey Demar nah gi har nutn. Say every time him a sey him have exam fi pay fah or some course or other and him mussi gi him madda di money fi buy whatever di baby want. She a work now but it nuh seems like dem still dey, cause she gone back up a har madda and him is from him madda yard to round a your one time yard."