17year old zanaya Williams who is an entrepreneur, recently relocated from Miami Florida to Jamaica. She took interest in 18 year old jaydon who is the Don / upcoming artist.
She tired to keep her distance but always failed
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......3 days later
"Yuh ready" i asked zan shout from down stairs as we were supposed to go grocery shipping. "Yh mi jus a pick up mi bag" she shouted sounding annoyed by my question which was logical question. We finially left the house a few minutes late.
"Z a dat yuh call groceries?" I ask looking in the cart will walking to the cash register
"Leave mi alone nuh bredda and stop watch mi thing" she said.
Few hour later..............
I walked up stairs to naya's room and saw her spray on my polo perfume. "Weh yah go" i asked taking a seat on her bed
"Who yah talk" she asked look at mi through the mirror "Bredda ansa mo question" i said with my voice sounding harsh "Mi man,a wah yuh want come too" she said. my face dropped and she saw my reaction and let out a cute ass laugh wah mek mi would fuck har right now but im a gentle man. "Yuh vex" she ask standing infront of me. "E best yuh leave mi alone yer" i said gently push away
"Jay a joke enuh" she said with my with her back pressed against the door. I bend to her level with my lips to her ears and said "move from di rass door before mi do something weh u ago like and mi ago hate mi self fa"
She closed the door from inside and Continued doing her business like everything ok.
"My yute stop e ramping nuh" i said in a stern voice. She hissed her teeth and said "a cyaah mi yah talk too suh" "Bredda just open di door doh mek mi shoot it off" i said look at her through the mirror.
Just nyaam shit and leave mi tf alone she said and walked towards her phone. She made a call to confirm if something is ready. "Wa da call deh bout?" I asked very calmly. "Why di yuh tarment mi jaydon, E WHY?"she shouted "Is either yuh ansa mi rass question or yuh shut up doh raise yuh voice after mi" i said as walked towards her.
"Mi a come outta yuh house cause yah treat mi like yuh bloodclatt pickney."
"Bredda how mi a treat yuh like pickney mi simply ask a question and look how yah behave"
"Likkle bwoy just fuck off and leave mi yer"She said crying, my heart instantly dropped i sat down and called her over to me .
She walked over to me and sat on the bed, i pulled her over onto my lap respectfully and asked "zay why yah cry?" "From I've been in ja my sister has been convincing me to move in with her and now she can't even come stay wid mi---"she said before i cut her off
"Mami im sorry im really trying--"
"Its not that mi really nuh appreciate yuh calling mi and treating mi like a fucking dude"
"Mi nah treat yuh like a dude that just how mi talk when mi upset " i said using my thumb to wipe the tears off her cheeks
"Well thats how i feel, yuh mek yuh gyal dis mi and mi nuh do nothing yet" she said now standing between my legs
