Hailey's POV
"Three irish men were shot dead in Port Antonio last night..." the news reporter voice filled the house and my grandmother started praying.
"Oh jesus..we need your help!" She exclaimed and I was tired of being inside.
I start university in a week and I wanted to have some fun before I began a new chapter in my life.
I thought I would be excited for university, how can one thing that happened changed everything. The way I eat, sleeps, think, the way I carry myself.
My body wasn't thick and firm anymore. I was rather frail and flimsy. I was not happy in my body, and more so scared of how people will judge me.
"Hey Brianna" I answer my phone and I hear silent crying.
"Hey hey you ok?" I asked getting up from the couch in our living room and walked off into my room.
"Noo...Lucas" her voice trembled and my heartbeat sped up waiting to hear what happened.
"Breathe bri..what happened?" I tried to calm her as I myself tried not to panic.
"He's dead" she cried and my heart fell. My mind ran to one person and just the thought that it might be him made my eyes instantly welled up with water.
"What..who?" I quickly got up trying to find a proper shirt to wear. It was nearly 5 in the evening.
"I'm coming..where are you?" I aksed and I rushed out my room. I could just imagine the pain she felt in that moment.
"They shot him. I'm at my mother's house" she replied and tears filled my eyes by that time.
"What happened Hailey" my father asked when he saw me scrambling around the house. I couldn't find my shoes.
"Ma yuh see mi shoes" I asked and I only heard Brianna's cries coming through the speakers.
"Daddy in going over my friend house...mi soon come back m" I said and he had a confused look on his face.
"Mek mi drop yuh off" he offered and I nod.
We fit into his car and she was still crying on the line.
My father pulled off and I gave him the directions.
I had to know that he was alright. His ex wife is irish. So it couldn't be anymore obvious that he was involved. Lucas died buy it bmnever came on the news. Only one person I have contact for who could give me some information on him.
Why do you still care about this man? A little voice in my head asked. I honestly couldn't explain it.
"What happened Hails" he aksed and I was snapped back into reality.
"Her boyfriend is dead" I said and he kept silent.
"How?" He aksed and I shrugged.
"Why are you crying, you knew him?" He aksed and I never wanted him to shut up so much until now.
"This house right here, thank you dad" I said as I unbuckled my seatbelt.
"You want me to pick you up?" He aksed and I tell him I will call.
"I'm here bri" I told her walking up to her gate. The dog started barking and I soon saw her mother came to the veranda.
"Evening miss Pauline I'm here to see Brianna" I told her and she opened the gate for me.
"Mi dear how yuh been.." she looked me up and down. She didn't bother to hide her judgmental looks. Everybody did a look pon mi like life drop dung pon me.
"She in deh...mi warn har bout dem fast life bwoy deh and see...him a suffer the consequences of him lifestyle" she preached clapping her hands. As if she could be any more dramatic, would be a crime.
I went straight to Brianna's room and I pulled her into a hug immediately.
"I'm so sorry brii" I held her tightly and I was full on sobbing now.
About 15 minutes of crying. We both were laying in silence.
"Did you hear anything about Christian?" I asked her and she shook her head no.
"Well Lucas told me two nights ago he had a job to do with him and Geo..I never-" she started crying again and I hold her.
"Its alright..it's alright" I said in a comforting manner.
My phone started ringing and it was an unknown number.
I answered the phone then put it on speaker .
"I know you don't want to hear Fuck all from me now and I know how you must be feeling right now hearing my voice. I'm not asking for your forgiveness but I just want you to know...." he paused.
"mi huh know if me will ever see yuh again but I don't want you to remember me this way..I mean how we left things. Everything I did was for a good reason....a good fucking reason. And I know you'd probably kill me if you were ever to see my face again..." his voice rushed over what sounded like gunshots letting off rapidly, he chuckled lowly and my heart beat stopped for the whole time he was speaking.
"And mi know mi nuh deserve yuh, yuh deserve better than mi...mi just wah tell yuh dis before mi-" his voice cuts off and the shots sound louder and nearer.
I gasped and I gathered myself before calling his name.
"Christian?" I called his name and water filled my eyes once more.
All was heard through the line was rounds after rounds of gunshots.
After about 5 minutes I couldn't take it anymore so I hung up the phone.
Now Brianna was the one doing the comforting.
'Everything I did was for a good reason'.
What did he mean by that.
I cried till my head started hurting. My eyes were tired and mostly my mind was tired.
A dreadful thought came to my mind.
Maybe miss Pauline was correct. This could be their karma for the life they chose. He was...good, well not good but he was good enough for me.
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ParanormalWhen a Jamaican 18-year-old teen's fantasies come to life with her math teacher, she's faced with her desires and the harsh consequences that come with them.