Chapter Sixteen- Likkle Black Dress

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Malikai Evans

"Suh you neva know?" Ollie asked me as he passed me the mix of Hennessy and Cranberry Juice. We nuh spend no time at MECA since night. As we reach we cut, cause mi vibes bruck from me see Ana and such man...

More like from me hear dem.

I scoffed taking a sip. Right now, we deh Ollie's house upstairs inna him games room. The man have two pool table, a full bar, some slot machines over pon one whole wall going straight down and pon the other side, three domino tables and then you have the Ludi board and card table side by side at the very end. Right now we sittin' at the bar with him over-the-counter playin' bar-tough fi di night. Mi feel fuck up. In less than a week, my business and my love life inna shambles. Biggs, as far as me a hear turned the man dem ova A-town against me. Mi collect my money and my barrels of molly, coke and weed before it all went south though. It's all stored at one of Mario's empty apartments. All of that revenue, millions halted ova one bloodclaat woman....who clearly trick me! Anyting look too good to be true, clearly is a lie.

I lit my spliff.

It served me right for thinking older meant better, or degrees meant she was smart, but look ya? Although anno she look stupid right now... a me.

"Family, meeda be the first fi tell you say woman a dawg shit, but look pon what I have with Capri?" He was serious, "mi find gold all of a sudden dawg."

"Yeah, and me did think mi find the goldmine, but the B did a fuck ar so called bestfriend the whole time, " mi kiss me teeth. The thought alone made me feel...weak to pussyclaat. On the outside, I looked unphased and serious...and to be fair I was, but I also feel betrayed. Like she just rip out piece a mi and gone wid it. Maybe this is why she could never say she loved me...

She mussi love dah bredda deh.

I scoffed.

Alla the hoop them mi did affi jump through to convince her that I was a good guy, then the next set a rass hoops to make her mine just fi get this?

Jah know.

A betta me stop think 'bout her.

"Bro, if you want we go page di bwai mi ready long time enuh Geego," Ollie...mi nuh know bout that...I took another sip.

"Mi nuh know bout dat, fam."

"All mi a say G, with women it complicated bro, but the man? The man can get a broke han or foot, easy."

"Me will mek you know," I uttered, feeling exhausted by today's fuckries. Mi just nuh wah talk nomore.

"Yeah man, we need fi show dah bredda deh a few ting and-"

"Ollie, jus- Bomboclaat man!" Yow...calm dung. "me'll mek yuh know bro!"

Anashé

"Well, Ollie says to tell you to keep your distance fi the time being," Capri gave me the message with so much pitying her face that I felt the pity for me too. We are on my bed, watching Being Maryjane reruns. I'm cuddled up on my tear-soaked pillow just imagining how he must hate me right now. How him likely a meds say mi a lyad, can't be trusted.

"Really? So he won't take my calls, answer my messages and now I can't go see him?"

"Why you wudda wah see him right now anyway? After that awkward situation, I'd want a lil minute apart," she shrugged, "plus I wouldn't wanna be anywhere near an upset Malikai right now, chile."

"If he'd just let me explain, he'd be a little less mad at me-Jax and I weren't fucking when we started dating."

Capri shrugged and took a bite of her chocolate-coated cucumber, dipped in condensed milk. Oh, lawd. Why me a allow this abomination fi gwaan in my room?

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