Chapter 13|Fight

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Jamarion Montique POV
Sunday, March 19th
3:26 pm

Tasked with centring the plates to accent the decorated table like Mommy loves it. I trek around the big 4-seated oak table, positioning the cutlery too before sitting when I feel it is up to the standard my mother wants it.

"Ayee, when God did a give out laziness yuh did deh a the front a the line and him drop the whole a it pon yuh," Ana says as she walks into the dining room complaining and sets the additional utensils on the table.

Chuckling I decide to tease her
"Yuh a gwaan like seh yuh nuh know seh the man dem suppose to relax while the woman dem set up and thing"

I roar with laughter brushing off the countless napkins that she throws in my direction.

"Get up and come help mi Jamarion and nuh mek mi affi call mommy" She threatens, her eyes daring me to oppose.

Bolting out of my seat, I dash towards her swiftling tugging at her hands before she's able to react. In one swift motion, she's in a light headlock while I haul her in the direction of the family room.

"Marion, mi nah play!" She screams while she yanks at my hands that are lapped around her head.

"Yuh aguh have manners?" I joke and a scoff leaves her inducing me to place the tiniest bit of pressure on her head.

A screech slides effortesly from her agped mouth, capturing the attention of our father.

"Jamarion nuh mek mi affi come in deh to yuh" He shuts and I let go of Ana.

"Just watch mi and yuh" Taunting I wag a finger in Ana's directing faintingly mouthing my threat.

Instead of feeling threaten, she giggles accompanied with the rolling of her eyes before sticking out her tongue like the child she is.

Watch eeh big woman man

Like any big brother would do, I feign stepping off after her gaining a yelp from her.

She nuh bad

We enter the dining room to see Mom resting the food options in the centre of the table.

"Yuh know seh yuh love ramp fi big man," She says towards me and I wrap my hands around her waist, resting my head on top of hers.

"Jamarion let mi guh" Mom grunts and it this only propelled me to want to squeeze her tighter. squeeze her a little bit.

"Mi love yuh,"

"I love you too" She returns and Ana scoffs.

"Anno me mek nuh body nuh love yuh" I tease her, in return, she hisses her teeth and walks over to Dad when he enters the room.

She wraps her hands around him and he rocks her side to side before feathering kisses to her cheeks.

A smile itched on her fat cheeks, she captures my gaze once again childishly sticking out her tongue.

Dat nuh faze me at all...

Ready to eat, we all take our respective places at the table extending our hands to each other for the dinner prayer.

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