Finding Him

18.

As I said in the last chapter I'm gonna switch this to a short story so keep up cause we moving fast now...Well not really but it's gonna be a roller coaster.

Amira's POV
One year Later

Flashback
The past week has been going amazingly smoothly but you know them always say, calm before the storm, and I am praying for at least a couple more days before the storm comes. My father has been trying to get me to leave the country for the past couple of days, reasons unknown.
I didn't go to him for the gun, honestly, I didn't want to go back into that frame of mind where I'm feeling paranoid and having to fend for myself.

"Daddy, I am not moving away, I'm almost done with school it's only one more year left and I don't see the point of wasting all this money for me to leave and to make matter worse your not giving me a reason. Why do I need to leave?" I ask now frustrated with the whole situation. Trouble really no set like rain.

"Mi nah ask yuh enuh. A tell me a tell you say yah leave and that's end of discussion." My father said leaving no room for discussion.

It's been one year since that conversation with my father and I'm currently living in England, Kent to be exact. So a little life update,
I was basically kidnapped by my father and forced to relocate my entire life, you know money run Jamaica so my father paid off some people and I was able to finish my last year of school online, me just no get fi graduate.
But me have certificate and everything.
I lost my phone so no contacts no nothing I didn't remember any of my friends phone numbers so I wasn't able to contact them and it's been a whole year.

During this time though I was able to find out that my father is a whole Don/Drug Cartel, he wants me to take over but I have no intention of going into that life, it might have been the thing that allowed me to life the life I'm currently living but I will make my own way in my own, I started an app and I've been applying for jobs in Jamaica and I'm currently picking my bag.

"So that's it, you're going to go off back to Jamaica for what, I thought what we had here was something special." Jermaine asks,
Not a thing never special you just did a fill a gap bwoy and now yuh time done we ago try find back we husband sorry...My subconscious said.

Jermaine and I started talking like 5 months after I got here and I couldn't get in contact with anybody back home. I don't know how but I was essentially cut off from everybody. Common sense would say I try and reach out to my girls on Instagram or even Zy'aire but nothing, no numbers, no contacts. I don't know how my father did it but he completely isolated me from my entire life back home.

Jermaine served his purpose, satisfying my needs when I called him or needed somebody to talk to, but I could never see myself being with him not full term, he knew this wasn't going anywhere so his line of questioning right now is just pissing me off.

"What are you talking about, what's special? I call you when I need dick nothing more. We talked about how this would go before it began and you said you were fine with it so why now you talking about I cannot leave" I say zipping up my last suitcase. I have to get to the airport soon my flight leaves in 4 hours and I live a hour away from the airport I don't have time for this.

This is a last minute trip, I overheard my father on the phone saying that things were finally back to normal back home, aparantly there was some war or whatever going on and that's why we had to leave he was 'protecting' his family, I'm over it honestly.
This dude here is talking but I'm honestly not listening to him I'm making a list in my head on how I'm gonna approach all the friendships my father ruined for me, and the relationship I have/had with Zy'aire. Deeven know if him ago wah deal with me at this point. A whole year enuh... I wouldn't want to talk to me either.