Meet Celest Lia, a regular-degular teen with a heart full of hope and promise. She portrays a peaceful character, free from drama and stress, until the day she cross paths with her wildest dream.
Then there's Kevaun Wright, the exotic Don from Spani...
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It's been exactly 3 days- 15 hours and 17 minutes until it's the 21st of April.
Still, he's in the hospital but thank God he's doing much better than before. Doc. Jones confirmed to us that he is able to breathe on his own, and that he's a quick healer and a fighter so he'll be out by next week.
Even though he's a wake, he hasn't said a word, which makes me a little bit worried.
I'd ask if he's okay, and he'd just nod... Sometimes I wonder if he even remembers anything from that night, because knowing Kevaun, even if he's on his death bed, he'd not stop until he gets his revenge.
So the fact that he hasn't even asked a simple question, is surprising. To not just me... but to everyone.
With both his feet stretched out, he lays on the bed and stares at the TV in front of him. My eyes don't leave him.
I've been here with him ever since I heard he has woken up-which was yesterday. His friends and mother came to visit but none of them stayed for a full day.
"K-kevaun," I brush on his finger, hoping he'd at least say something.
...or even smile at me.
I really miss that.
"Babe... It's now 3 days, since‐"
"Why yah cry b?" He asks and I quickly look up to him. I smile as he whippes away my tears.
I didn't even realize I was crying until he pointed it out. "Um... are you okay? Yah feel pain? Hungry?" I go over to the other side of the bed.
He chuckles, "No, I'm okay..."
As silence takes over us, I sit beside him on the bed. That's the first he has spoken since that day.
"Me ago kill him. Me ago kill every last one of them. One by one," He speaks. I'm not even surprised. I knew this was coming... he was probably thinking about it even when he was asleep.
"I know .. but what I don't know is‐"
"You wanna know who did it," He said and I nod. "My fa... well, one man weh ave mi last name eno. Mum just drop e bomb seh di man weh mi grow wid, a neva mi pops,"-
Oh wow.
"So you're gonna kill your father, yes.. but why?"
"I don't have to guess, I know that he was behind the whole shooting. Probably hired some men to 'run in' on me. Apparently, he hates me and my mother because she got pregnant and hid it from him... fi har story dat fi tell, but what I know is, he wants to kill me, and before him get fi do it, me a nyam him food fuss"-
Oh.
But that cannot be the whole reason, right?
"Don't you think there's more to it, like... your father can't just hate you that much for something you didn't even know about- sumo that simple,"-
