21-year-old Jaidah Williams, who was a public figure, wig influencer, business owner, and on top of that, a college student studying business in her final year at the University of the West Indies.
She reunites with her brother's best friend who was...
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JAIDAH
"Badman come out nuh," Malique begged.
"No, mi affi do this now cause yuh make mi a forget," I said applying some skin care products to my face.
"So di amount a bathroom Ina di house, a when man a shit yuh waah do that bredda?" He cursed.
"So after mi Naah stop yuh from shit, mi deh yasso a mind mi own business," I oiled underneath my eyes.
"Yuh woulda shit with mi in here?" He deadpanned.
"Yeah, wah fi stop e, di scent woulda affi choke out yuh raas in yah," I looked over at him.
"Yuh too fucking comfortable, a dat man," he hissed his teeth.
"Alrt mi go come out mek yuh get fi defecate." I left all my products on the counter and came out of the bathroom giving him his privacy.
I sat on the bed in my robe, searching for my channel on YouTube, I haven't posted in about two months. When I found my channel I just clicked on a random video and let it play.
Malique came out the bathroom standing at the door, he looked furious.
"Yow, yuh phone did a ring," he said.
"Suh yuh couldn't bring e phone come nigga."
I went to the bathroom and took my phone from the counter. The missed calls were from Stephen. He will call back in less than a minute.
I went back to the room and sat on the bed. Malique was sitting on the sofa, focused on his phone.
Mussi a text ee gyal dem.
My phone rang again saying ' incoming call from Babe blue heart emoji, rain bow emoji'
I picked up my phone about to swipe to answer.
"Bet yuh nuh blutclawt ansa dat," Malique said angrily, glaring at me.
"Why?" I asked looking at him weird.
"Yuh Naah no respect?" He kissed his teeth.
"What? Mi confused," I said.
"Who the fuck a call yuh name babe?" he asked now standing in front of me.
"Malique him a my friend, him deeven-''
"Him? The fuck you mean him?? Yuh waah mi mash up dis blct?" he cut me off and picked up my phone.
"Yuh deeven a listen to way my affi say Malique," I exhaled.
"Listen to blct wah? Yuh can have man save inah yuh phone as babes and all a call yuh when mi deh yah? Yuh nuh love yuh blutclawt life enuh," he pointed in my face.
"Doh point inah mi face and stop assume cause yuh doh know shit," I hissed.
"Alright, yuh have 10 seconds fi explain else mi a shot yuh inah yuh knee cup, God kill mi yasso," he picked up his gun and took the safety off.
