HIS DRUG✔️

41.

Fault.

What the fuck am I doing?

This nuh right-

I push Rihanna off of me, confused on how I even got at her house in the first place. I don't even reme-

Flashback

"Yuh nuh waah come a fi we spot.." Rihanna asked.

I hissed.

Mi neva come yah fi she eno.

"Yo bredda ease off. Mi ave a ooman 'an mi nuh want yuh. See how yuh eye look- mi nuh want affi mek she fuck up e next one,"

"But Kevaun- neva mind cause mi know she ago leff yuh and yuh come back right yah suh,"

Dah girl yah funny yuh fret

"Prefer back mi fist dan push mi hood in a fi yuh pussy,"- with that, I walked off, leaving her at the bar.

I needed a drink. After hearing the message Kash's family sent, is like more stress come dung pon mi to pussyclaatt.

His death has taken a tole on everyone, because he was the youngest and he was close to us.

We know him from e bwoy a pickney.

Di bredda did just turn 17.

Hearing that he was killed, fuck me up pon a different level.

E likkle ute was mi bredda.

Him neva deserve this- and I just know it's my fault that he isn't still alive.

If I didn't introduce this type of lifestyle to him, him wouldn't deh which paa him deh.

Life fuck up dawg.

"Top man," Shotta says, slapping my palm. "Wah gwaan mi killa,"

"Just leff from waterhouse a hear weh e bwoy Kash people dem a seh,"

"All dem pussyole deh fi move too eno... fucka dem deven care bout e dawg,"

"A now dem come a care tru him nuh deh yah? Fuckery,"

Dat mi seh to.

I spot Rihanna walking over towards us. She's annoying me.

She's a bartender for my bar...

If I knew she was gonna be here, I wouldn't have came here.

"Thanks sexy," Shotta spoke, eyeing her.

I chuckled lowly.

All dah bwoy deh nuh want nobody eno.

She thens handed me a small glass whiskey then left the table, without saying a word.

Good.

"As mi see she mi memba how your b do har eno," Mystro stated, laughing.

Shotta joined him, but I stay quiet.

Not even realize seh Mystro deh yah suh. "Up eno mi gad," I said.

I check the time on my watch, seeing that it's a little after 1.

Leff me a leff yah suh now. "Ago pu-"

Why the fuck mi head just start hawt mi suh bredda?

"Yuh gov dawg?" Shotta asked. I nodded.

"Mah guh push,"-

then I walked away.

Present

A drug di gyal really drug mi?

I whipe my hand over my hair then my eyes land on her.

She's naked, laying on the bed with her feet wide open.

ew

Angrily, I hiss then leave the room.

Swear mi nuh waah do nut'n to dah gyal yah weh me ago regret.

I spot my car at the gate when I'm outside.

She even drove my car?

A dirt if she eva mek my ooman think seh a cheat mi cheat eno. I feel for my keys in my pocket then drive to my house as soon as I get in.

4:04 p.m.

"A which paa Joshie deh?" I mumble. The gate is closed and he's not at his usual spot.

I open the gate with my finger print then drive inside the yard.

Di fuck diss-

The front door is slightly cracked open. I take my glock from my waist then slowly go inside.

A couple duppy a mek tonight if my ooman nuh good eno. I don't bother to turn on the lights when I notice that no one is here.

I close the door then head straight to my room. "Pretty," I call before I open the door.

"B- Kevaun," She sounds unsure. "Ye pretty a me," I put my gun in my waist when she opens the door.

"Wah do yuh?" She was crying.

"H-him come in and attack mi and mi neva know wah fi do dan defend mi self suh mi k... shot him," She tells me, scratching her neck.

I notice she does that whenever she's afraid.

"Calm down baby," I whipe her eyes then lead her towards the bed.

"Who come in here?" I ask when she's seated and calm.

"Joshie," She says, but more to her self.

jah jah

"Him dead?"

She nods, looking up to me with tears in her eyes. They're puffy and red and her hair is a little messed up.

I scan her body for any bruises. "Why yah hide yuh neck?"

"Mi nah hide nut'n," She says, turning her head so I could see the mark. My jaws clench as I stare at the bruises left on her skin.

Him shouldn't fucking dead yet.

She's staring out of no where when I look back at her.

It hits me- this is her second kill...

and a my fucking fault mek this a happen.

Bomboclaattt

For a brief second, my eyes are closed. It fucking hurt mi fi know seh a mi cause diss.

"Mi nuh know wah fi do,"-

"I'm not a bad person, yet still, mi kill two fucking people,"-

"Two bredda!? and di hottest thing a dat mi nuh feel nuh way bout it, that's why me a cry,"-

"This isn't me. Mi nuh do dem sumo yah,"-

"I can't live like this Kevaun, but nut'n nah guh change, even if we leff,"-

She cries and I listen.

"All a diss.... a my fault. If mi neva come in a yuh life, none a diss wouldn't even happen," I speak.

"I'm sorry baby," I lift her chin, allowing her eyes to meet mines.

A tear drops from her eyes as we look at each other. She turns her head then gets up and go to the bathroom.

Fuck