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AZIM 'CHAPO' NASIR||TWENTY-FOUR
"Him just need fi rest, he's been through a lot" I told them and they nod leaving the room but Dreyco stayed behind.
"You've been through a lot too, yuh think we nuh notice but mi pick up" he says and I looked over at him confused.
"You've been all over the place from yuh get the news, all now yuh nuh utter her name or even shed a tear. Her funeral a tomorrow eno bro" he tells me and I clenched my jaw trying to stay calm.
"Mi good" I tell him and him hiss him teeth not believing a word I'm saying and I don't blame him.
"Tell somebody weh nuh know yuh dat, mi can see seh it a destroy yuh from the inside. Damax fucked up over it but at least him a express it in the way he can but you've been silent this whole time and it a worry everybody" he says and I turn away from him.
"If me neva know better me would a think yuh neva give a fuck bout har" he says and mi rush over to him draping his shirt between my fists.
"Watch yuh fucking mouth" I said in a grave tone and his eyes lowered to look at me fists clutching his shirt.
"That mi wah fucking see, emotions" he says and I released his shirt looking at him with disgust before putting a smile on my face.
"If anybody ask fi me tell them a yah suh me deh" I say as I took the same seat beside Damax, the same one I've sat in for the past 72 hours, only moving when necessary.
Giving up he eventually leaves slamming the door on his way out.
Looking over at Damax I watched as he slept, something I haven't been able to do since waking up the next morning only to hear she didn't make it.
They want me to show emotions but what they didn't know was that's exactly what I was doing.
I was angry, angry at her for blindly following me that night, angry at myself for telling her not to come, angry at myself for putting her in that position to choose and fucking angry at myself for walking into her life that day.
The thoughts of how different life would've been if we never met played in my head constantly.
She would still be here and who knows where the fuck I would've been given the life I lead.
But she would still be here...
...
"He needs to take the medication, it's not helping his progress if he refuses to take them" Dr. Wang says as she tells us about Damax's health.
"Nuh other way nuh deh deh weh we could a use?" Andre asks and she sighs.
"The only option left would be IV but there are chances he would constantly rip it from his hand" she says and they looked to me as if asking what they should do.
