Lando is the brother of the most notorious Jamaican don ,his struggles have led him to partake in lottery scamming but he always knew his journey was way bigger than the love of the hustle.
Yanique is the daughter of a well respected soldier, so wh...
Busshead been a try fi reach out to mi, even though mi nuh wish fi link wid nuh man from di lane right now, mi just know him na call mi fi check up on mi.
Must be something real urgent or else him wuda shoot mi a message.
"Yow" I answer.
"Jah know Balla, mi and yuh nuh suppose to be stranger enu dwag."
He's my brother's right hand man, I've made it clear that's not the role I want. Whatever the matter is I can't see why he would call me.
Di man dem from di lane will always be mi chargie but di life weh mi choose fi live right now, affiliating mi self wid dem wuda bring Mi dung di very same road mi a try fi avoid.
"Noting like dat ...wah di pree?" I say.
I can sense di fuckry already.
"Di lane na gwan good mi fada. Baaay blue suite a watch wi from yuh tek dung di last food fi pay off di MOCA bwoy dem. Dem tun some greedy pussyole and cause dem cya extort di Don it's like dem na breeze di lane mi fada" he tells me as precise as a phone call will allow him to be.
Lawrence did not mention any of this to me but still I can't see why Busshead thinks he needs to.
"Suh which maths fi mash?" I ask, waiting to hear where exactly do I fall in this situation.
"Just reach a foot fuss , mek mi show yuh di chop."
I know it's no secret by now that I'm not rolling like one time. Obviously it was not announced but my absence should say enough.
I'm not feeling this one, something definitely off. Lawrence deh ya ....suh why Busshead nuh discuss whatever plans wid him?
It puzzles me but still I don't sense disloyalty. I'm more leaning towards him wanting to suggest his plans to me before he brings it to my brother's ears.
Mi still nuh sell trust to nuh man and mi always strap. Even leaving the life I once lived behind doesn't mean I'll ever drop my guards.
"Link mi a di bar tomorrow" I say and hang up.
Mi No feel like touch pan di lane wid suh much blue suite a look out a dem yiy.
Yanique's POV I have been trying to lull Laden back to bed but I've been going at it for a while , after growing tired I give it a break and lay on the bed with him watching pepper pig.
He is mesmerized by the colors on the television screen because clearly he's too young to understand, but he's quiet and calm so that's all that matters.
His father comes into the room and steals his attention from the television.
"Big man yuh na sleep?"he joins us on the bed.
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Laden forgets that I'm here. I watch as the two of them have bonding time together. I could cry right now , life is so unpredictable and special.
"Peekaboo" Lando says and Laden giggles.
They go on for a few minutes until he's worn out and his attention shifts to the television. I get up to make him a bottle.
"Why ya fi look suh fucking good all di time?" Lando slaps my ass when I get off the bed.
My body aches for him. This is torture.
"Weh ya guh?" He moves towards me , we are like magnets. Neither of us can get enough of each other and I love that.
"Gonna grab a bottle for Laden" I tell him.
Two hours gone by now and Laden has been fully fed and asleep while Lando and I are tucked in . Usually at this hours he would be on the road and I'd be here alone.
Things have changed.
"I want to stop by the Airbnb tomorrow to make sure it is cleaned and ready for the visitors before they get there" I say while laying on his board chest.
"Yuh can duh dat when mi fawud from off a di road, mi ave a few errands fi run" he tells me. Well I wouldn't have known about this if I didn't bring up my plans.
"Where are you going ?" I look into his eyes.
I hope it's not Negril. I have classes tomorrow and there is no way he would be back in time to help out with our son.
"Ina di town, na tek long suh nuh badda worry yuh self"
Lando rarely goes into town unless he is passing through, so this is quite strange. I'm the only one that does errands in Mobay, all of his business adventures take place elsewhere. This man has a whole gym at his house just to avoid going out and being seen.
"For?" I shouldn't be pressing him and I don't wish to but I'm interested in the reason why.
"Relax nuh Yan" his voice now stern. Well I hit a spot didn't I ?
"What?" I sit up to take a clearer look at him.
"Link up wid mi bredgin , now relax" he pulls me over and pins me underneath his arm.
"Lack a cocky mek ya move suh" he laugh, not seeming fazed about my irritation.
All my worries lean towards what seems to be his reconnection with his friends from Flanker. I sure hope it's not but if I'm being honest it has been months since I've heard him mentioned anything about visiting that side or maybe he just found new ways of hiding it from me.
I lay in his arms as my mind wanders away.
"Mi aguh link mum fi stay wid yuh until mi fawud, how dat sound?" He tries again to start a conversation and cool off the tension.
"Sounds okay"
I feel his finger trailing on the center of my back , his touch is exactly what I needed.
I close my eyes , enjoying every second until I fall asleep.
