😚 Chapter 23 😚
😚 Dean's pov 😚
I went down to Rema with Grung and check off the money that Antoine ask me to, I screwed up my face while I did his laundry and clean the house. I swear he only wanted me to come down here to clean and wash, the money was correct and I didn't see any viable reason other than those. I showered while waiting on the clothes to dry, Demar calls me and carried lunch as an excuse to come and talk to me.
"Mi nuh know if mi a guh get di opportunity fi tell yuh dis again, mi a plan fi guh wey and mi nah come back," he said lowly looking away from me.
I was a little surprise so I ask. "Suh yuh nuh want di donship?"
"Tsk, fi duh wha? Tsk, fi affi a be a murderer? Mi nuh waan tun nuh wanted man, whole heap a life out dey fi live and mi a guh far wey nuhbody nuh know mi," he ask saying.
I looked at him, he was serious and speaking of exactly what I want to do. "I wish to do the same thing," I said. My voice coming out ina breathy tone.
He rolled his eyes at me and said. "And then yuh come back to him again, mi just a tell yuh because mi rate yuh and one time mi did hope sey we woulda leave here and guh mek life."
My eyes filled with tears that ran down my cheeks with the memory of us talking about our wish, it seemed like dark ages ago. One of his arms came around me and then the other, he rest his chin on my head and I wrapped my arms around him. His body as always felt firm, strong and comforting, only this time he is more mature and I realise he was as tall as Antoine only a bit leaner.
"Just tek care a yuhself," he said breaking out of our embrace.
I wiped at my face unable to look up at him. "Mi a guh wey cause yuh done know how dem people yah love talk a'ready," he says and I sigh.
I look at him looking at me and then his face took on an antogonized look, he took the two steps he had taken away from me back to me and use his long middle finger to tilt my face upwards. With an animalistic groan his lips came down on mines, our tongues fought and explored each others mouth until we finally break for breath. We stare at each other then began kissing hungrily again, the gate opening cause us to break apart quickly.
Demar shook his leg and jumped three times dropping hard on his feet, then leaned against the open back door. I filled my mouth with some of the food as Grung walk up to the back door. "A wey yah duh yah?" He ask Demar.
"Wey you a duh yah?" Demar ask him in turn and he look in without answering.
"Di soldier buoy dem still out dey suh?" Demar ask him and I knew it was an excuse.
"Mi nuh pass none a dem out dey," Grung replies.
"A'right, Dean big up yuhself," he said and walk off through the back door.
"Yuh soon ready?" Grung ask me.
"Just di clothes dem pon di line fi tek up," I told him pointing at the line.
His phone rings and he said excuse and walk off, I surmise someone might have call and told him Demar had came here. He left saying he'll be ready in the next hour, Demar call me and ask. "What did I tell you?"
We chat for a while and then he directs me to the camera panel for the house, I didn't know it was there and I saw that he had froze the cameras. After a few seconds he told me that it was ok and I close the panel and move away, he end the call after and I wondered what Antoine would do if he knew Demar could do that without being inside the house. It was kind of creepy that he actually has a hand over Antoine without him realizing it.
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