Jamaican Star

Chapter 1 - Fences

Aaron's POV

I could hear the a sound but I wasn't sure what it was until I felt the turbulence and realised that I was on still a plane.

My eyes flew open in fright and I felt when when someone held onto my hand.

I look to see Briah smiling over at me.

"Fuck, we still deh pon di plane?" I asked an obvious question.

She laughs.

She knew I hated planes and as many I've been on in my life I still haven't gotten used to it.

"Yes, we will be landing in twenty minutes" She said.

I couldn't wait to go home. I've been on set filming for two months now and I was home sick, plus I miss my dogs and my mom.

"Might aswell me close back my eyes and sleep enuh cause you know me nuh too love this" I said.

She laughs again.

Briah Ellis, my  was my lovely assistant and she understood everything about me, she knew me better than I knew myself, she was definitely my right hand.

"Do that because you have an interview with On Stage by twelve noon and remember you have been away for a while now so you have to it" She warned.

She knew I would put the interview off until I don't even want to do it again but my movie was about to be finished and I needed all the press I could get.

"Alright, I will be ready by then. Now please let me sleep" I said to her and in true Brish fashion, she is going to laugh.

When we landed I knew it wouldn't be easy going through the airport but I did my duty anyways. I took pictures, signed book, boobs and Tshirt until security wisk me away to an awaiting car.

"Oh fuck! That was such a rush right?" I said to Briah with pure excitement .

"I can't believe you are still in awe that people loves you so much, I mean you are thee Aaron Lions, your fans go crazy over you" She said.

It's even crazier when I'm overseas. At least In Jamaica you can walk freely sometimes, people will stare but not all the time they will approach you.

"I'm still not used to it" I told her.

"You are too humble" She said.

I've remaind humble through out my entire career because I knew how my life started, I knew where I was coming from.

Flashback: 13 Years ago.

"Aaron!"

I heard my aunt calling me from the front of the yard.

"Yes aunty" I shouted while running to towards her, hoping that I wouldn't even be a minute late because I knew what would happen to me.

"Weh yuh roun' a back a do suh drankro? Me nuh tell you sweep up yard pussyhole" She spewed at me.

"Me did ah hang out me clothes dem aunty me aguh sweep it now" I told her but that wasn't enough for her. She reached the broom before I did and swung it across my back.

I cried out in pain, hoping she would be satisfied but she swung again and this time it landed across face causing  my lips to burst.

"Me nuh fucking like yuh enuh, when me tell you do something me wah you do it now" She shouted.

She drop the broom to the ground and I picked it up and started sweeping with tears streaming down my face. I tried not to cry too much because she said only a gyal alone bawl for everything.