Candice's POV
"Suh fada Benny mi car ready?"
We've been here for about an hour.
Mi wah gah mi yaad.
"Excuse me," all eyes were on me as soon as I spoke. I wasn't used to this. They all immediately stopped talking to hear what I had to say. Giving me their full and undivided attention. "Uhmm.. What time is it? I need to get home"
"Yeah mon the car ready" Benny replied to Dontae's question from earlier.
Den a ignore dem a try ignore me? A weh di rawse
"9:15 mumz, y'ave sumweh a guh?" Leo finally acknowledged me.
"Thanks. Yes I have to get home soon. I'm not safe here"
Dontae burst into laughter
"Babes yuh deh wid di Don. Weh yuh mean "yuh nuh safe" he repeated my words while using his index and middle finger on both hands to form air quotation marks.
Why is he mocking me? The Don? The only Don mi know a di show from 2006. And Don Toliver.
Mom warned me about coming to Spanish Town weeks before I even got here. She only moved here after A'Jaun was born, she raised me in the country. Clarendon was nothing like St. Catherine and May Pen, even more so completely different from Spanish Town.
I rolled my eyes at Dontae with a smirk so he wouldn't think I was being rude.
"Car ready enuh Don" Benny emerged from the side of a black G20 BMW.
"Yuh lucky mi have sense" Shack said seconds after his father spoke. Shack handed me the device "Charge it fi 3 days before yuh use it"
Dis fuckah teef mi battery.
I gave him a knowing look. This was Spanish Town. The people would rip you off for no reason. Well, not "no reason" life is hard here.
My phone was old anyways, I had planned to get a new one for my upcoming birthday.
"Thanks." I said looking disappointed.
"Suh who aguh deal wid-"
"Shack, yuh gud ih will sort out"
Dontae is going to pay for the fixes on my phone?
"Suh weh yah reach Candy?" Leo asked
"Huh?"I said cocking a brow. "Candice, never Candy" I hated when people thought it'd be okay to call me that. Was he offering to take me home?
Afta mi nuh know dem ppl yah doe God. But mi need the drive.
Mi tired, and hungry, mi foot a hurt me and mummy not even know how fi get to me. Phone mashup di one day mi guh inah Spain tpc.
"Uhm a St. John's Road mi a stay"
I've said too much. In Jamaica you can't let people know your business.
"Stay, oh. Cause mi know yuh nuh sound like yuh come from Spain"
I smiled. His voice is deep and stern
"Hear wah, mi aguh drop yuh off. Dat good wid you?"
God guh wid me cause nobody else nah come.
"Can I call my mom?"
Dontae's POV
She looked at me with a sweet smile before putting the phone to her ear. Her mother's voice was faint, but sounded familiar.
"Yeah my phone fell in a puddle" I heard her say.
Dah gyal yah live a farrin enuh.
I talk to scores of people from uptown everyday, and none of them sound like her.
She stared at my Rolex as she teased her high puff and played with her bang.
"Huh? Mummy mi soon reach home. Mummy mi good mi phone fix and mi soon reach" she hung up and handed me the phone.
"Yuh ready?" I said as I opened the dial pad and gave her the phone. After blushing and putting her number in my phone, she hesitantly entered my Beemer
Leo sat on the backseat
The pretty dark skin ginger sat on the front beside me.
Likkle bit and thick
Blasting Masicka through the traffic with the windows up and the AC on it's highest, it took us 45 minutes to get to John's road.
September mawning a di worse day fi deh pon di road.
Spanish Town always had traffic and accidents. My car was at Benny's for a week because some pussyole nuh know how fi drive. Although I was driving the Benz during that time, but mi prefer mi bimma.
Tek care a dat nicely though.
"Thank you so much, Dontae"
She said as we approached her stop.The way she said my name. It was like I was a normal person. I wasn't "the Don" she felt the need to push up herself on. But just a regular guy. Something I'll never truly be, but she somehow said my name in such a way that had me considering life as a family man.
Dat nah guh happen. Yuh will nevah live long enough fi see that happen.
"Yeah yuh good man babes" I gave her a light rub on the thigh before she exited the car. She gave me an unreadable look. Her bangs fell over her forehead and covered her brows. Her hazel eyes pierced through my soul.
Dah b yah affi get it from me. I thought as my now brick hard cock twitched.
Thank God mi a wear jeans.
"We'll talk?" She asked as if it wasn't painfully obvious that I was going to be her man.
"Don't ask questions you already know the answer to" I replied as I stared at her abode.
There was a slim light skin woman at the door of the Blue house who had short ginger hair. That must be her sister.
Wait a bloodclawt minute, nuh Caneikie dat?
"We'll talk" I assured her.
"By the way, who dat?" I asked her with a puzzled look on my face.
"Oh, nobody" she said with a shrug.
I guess anuh nuhbaddy worthy of mention
"Alright likkle lata b" I said starting the engine to continue on with my day.
What a splendid detour from my regular day to day activities.
