❝Baby I don't need a man, I need Dinero & a tan!❞-Taj Romaé
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"...if yuh nuh name Dinero den mi nuh want yuh,"I say sassily.
He chuckles.
"Den how you a pree me so?" his husky voice ask as he makes...
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"...him wouldn't stop call me, it got so annoying plus mi never wah daddy know,"Zahira says.
"Mi member," Akelia claps as she laughs.
Niggas are always like this and I can't understand why. They mess up, you break up then they act out of sorts the moment they realize you're not up for their bullshits.
Ironically too they always get into relationships faster after breakups knowing they're still not over you.
Why do they do it? Is it an attempt to hurt us?
If it is then they're even dumber than I thought.
"Him used to come a prefect meetings and just a watch me enuh," she shakes her head at the memory and we laugh.
"Mi know da feeling deh," I say as I get ready to tell them about Damani's creepy ways.
"You see my ex him used to deh everywhere sometimes him go as far as fi come a mi window," I tell her.
Zahira is surprised as she stares at me.
"Then him obsessed eeh, a yuh room? Kesh could never try that cause daddy would a surely shot him."
Huh?
Her father is a police?
Not my business..
Instead I continue my story.
"Yesss him come deh and a beg mi fi unblock him den him buy mark x, mark x enuh fi spite me," I'm laughing so hard.
And so is Zahira.
I realize her friend's eyes are set behind me.
Smiling again.
Sis really have a thing for that person who happens to always be behind me.
Him like deh behind me.
Wait..
Not my mind going in the gutter again.
Mi need fi guh a church Sunday mawning brite and early.
Too much slackness a run through mi brain.
Yuh need Jesus.
Amen.
The quietude of our spot under the plum tree is replaced by footballers chattering.
