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Nando

"Eye gyal, listen to mi, doh fuck yuh self. Don't. I am not the one"

Personally, mi nuh fight gyal ova nuh man. If a bwoy put mi inna a position weh mi affi fight a gyal ova him, a him mi a beat. But dah gyal yah a push to much badness, and need fi get put inna har place. And mi honestly disappointed inna miself. A long time Kendra a warn mi 'bout Devon, and mi neva did a hear, a move like dem yamhead. A me put miself inna dah position yah, so mi ago get miself out.

Kuyah now, if ano dutty bwoy Devon. Mi a wonder how him reach yah, afta nobody neva call fi him name three time.

Him step between me and di gyal a stretch out him hand dem like dem scarecrow. All him missing a di bloodclaat whistle, caah him a musse referee.

"Easy nuh, b. Mi tell yuh seh mi n di gyal nuh deh, weh yah mek up excitement fah?"

"Guh b yuh mada. Weh yuh tek dis fah?"

"...do you"

Mi turn back to di gyal.
"You girl, weh yuh seh a while ago? Issa mumbling ting? Is a bloodclaat mumbling ting? Caah up to now mi nah hear no words. A talk yuh fi talk mek mi get fi step inna yuh throat"

"Mi seh if yuh ole neva loose him wouldn't come to mi, di fuck do you"

A right yah suh dis a squash. Mi run up pan di gyal, a di ugly blonde wig weh can barely wol pan har big head mi guffa first.

Mi grab on pan e likkle  $150 wig weh a sell inna Mr Chin wholesale and dash e gyal a grung. As soon as mi guh fi keep mi promise n step inna e gyal throat, nuh di one Devon grab on pan mi.

So mi gi him supung to. Mi kick and throw tump inna every which direction, till him shout out "Bloodclaat", n leggo affa mi.

I'm honestly exhausted. And as mi look between di two a dem, water just start well up inna mi eye. Mi just walk weh. Caah mi woulda rather dash hot water pan mi self dan start cry in front a di two a dem.

Mi walk outta di bar and keep n a walk till mi reach one bus stop. Thank God it empty and nuh car nuh really deh pan di road, cah mi nuh really wah deal wid nobody right now. Mi sidung pan di seat and start cry. Fi know seh a two years mi n di bwoy deh n a dis him turn 'round and do mi. Like, if him did feel like seh di relationship neva did a work fi him, him coulda just seh dat. But di bwoy a cheat pan mi fi how long, wid Jah know how much gyal. Dem supung yah nuh right at all at all.

A wipe mi a wipe mi face when one bwoy come sidung beside a mi pan e bench. Him have on one black hoodie, some blue jeans, and black sneakers. Him a puff pan one cigarette.

"Yuh good?", him turn n ask mi.

"Yuh can look pan mi puffy eye dem n ask mi dat?"
He starts laughing like a one joke mi did a gi.

"Yuh wah talk 'bout it?"

I reply with a blatant no.

"Yuh want a puff?"
He asks handing me the cigarette.

"I don't smoke"
"And you shouldn't either. It's not healthy, you know"

"I know, mom"
He says laughing. I roll my eyes.

Around 5 minutes passed in utter silence. Then outta nowhere—

"How much?", he asks.

"How much for what?"

"Don't play dumb with me"

"Mi nuh know weh di fuck yah talk 'bout"

"How much to have a go of that sweet little pussy? Don't act like it isn't what you were going for with your whole damsel in distress act"

"I think you've greatly mis-read the situation. Ano dat a gwaan yasso", I say standing up.

I was walking away when di bwoy grab on pan mi hand.

"Yuh nah guh just walk weh afta yuh tease badman"

"Who fi fuck a tease you, klaffy?!", I say trying to get my hand from his grip. He tightens the hold as he stands.

"Ey, gyal. Watch how yah deal wid badman, yer?"

"Leggo affa mi"

"Stop gwaan like yuh nuh like it. A suh uno gyal stay. Unu like when man bad unu up"

"Leggo affa mi nuh man!", I yell as I take a swing at him. He grabs onto that hand as well. That's when I start tearing up again. First, mi find out seh mi man a cheat pan mi, den dis? A who light matches stick ova mi head?

"I'll make it quick"
He says as he starts pulling me away from the bus stop and into a corner. Him push mi up pan one of wall, it cold yf. Di bwoy start pull pan mi shirt, and mi nah guh get rape inna one corner and doh try do nuhung fi help miself. Mi kick di bwoy inna him balls, and him leggo affa mi. Right then and there, mi start run. Di bwoy tek off right afta mi.

Tears are falling from my eyes, blurring my vision. And to make it all worse, it starts pouring rain. I ran like my life depended on it, which after what I just did, it might. I turnt my head back to see if he was still behind me...he was. That's when I bumped into someone.

"Yow, watch weh yuh a guh nuh?", di bwoy weh mi bump inna seh.

"H-Help me", I say shivering from the cold.

"Help yuh wid wah?", he asks.

"Ey, gyal, come yah"
I turn around in horror to see he caught up with me. As if it were a natural reflex, I got behind the stranger.

"Who you?"
He asks my would-be-rapist.

"Mi seh come yah!"
He yells ignoring him and staring right at me.

"Mi ask who the fuck you be"
Says the stranger grabbing a glock from his waistband, pointing it at him.

"You is a lucky gyal"
He says as he begins walking off. After he's out of sight my savior grabs my hand, takes me to his car, and opens the door for me. I hesitate to get in.

He sighs.
"Look, I don't know exactly what happened, or who that person is; but I wouldn't save you only to hurt you now. You can trust me"

I get in the car. He walks to the other side and gets in the driver seat. He begins to reach, and I flinch. That's when I realize he's reaching for something in the backseat...it's a towel.

"Dry yourself off"
He says, handing it to me.

"Thank you"

"What's your name?"

"Nia", I reply

"Well, Nia, my name's Nando"

"Thank you, Nando"

He stares at me...then looks away. I don't know why that gesture hurts the way it does, but honestly, I don't really care to know. I'm too emotionally and physically exhausted for that right now.

"Which pah yuh live?"

That question brings tears to my eyes. I lived with Devon. We moved in together 5 months ago.

"I don't wanna go home right now"

He sighs.

"I don't want to be a burden. You can just let me off at the nearest hotel. I'll book myself a room"

"Like hell I will. What kind of person would I be leaving you on your own in this state?"

He sighs running his fingers through his wet dreads.
After a couple seconds, he starts the engine.

"Where are we going?"

"My place"

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