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Azriel Thompson POV
Monday, June 8th
8:13 am
I roll my eyes as yet another call comes in again.
Morning just light and the crosses dem find mi already
Packing Maleek's bag, my eyes move frequently from my phone back to what I am doing.
There are three different numbers ringing my phone one after the other. With no stop in between.
A knock comes at the door and I tell whoever it is to enter.
Jamarion enters with Maleek fast asleep in his arms and I roll my eyes at the sight of them.
Being the hater that I am, mi a get fi dislike the relationship between the two a dem. When they are together is as if nuh bother else no matter.
I can't tell you the last time Maleek fold up beside me and sleep. He doesn't even want to sleep in the bed with me unless Marion is sleeping too.
"Mi feel like him sick" Jamarion voices causing my eyes to meet his quickly and worry fills me instantly.
Moving the bag over on the bed, I quickly take him from Jamarion's hands and examine him.
He feels warm and he's breathing through his mouth instead of his nose.
Using my thumb I push up his nose looking inside. A heavy sigh leaves me when I see that it is clogged up with mucus.
"Why a today of all day him decide fi sick" Holding him tightly to my chest, I shuffle my way into the centre of the bed and fold my legs underneath me.
"Maleek" I softly call lifting him to face me.
He opens his eyes and the corners are also stacked full of mucus and his eyes red.
Hissing, I place him on my chest rubbing his back soothingly.
"Is nothing more than he caught the flu from school. And mi caah count pon mi hand how much time mi tell the big head teacher fi nuh mek him play with the damn running nose pickney" I complain and Jamarion laughs.
Using Maleek's towel I hit him across his back with it.
"It nuh funny look pon mi baby" Should have known that he wasn't feeling well when him did quiet the majority of yesterday.
"Pass the DPH" I request and Jamarion moves off the bed to the bathroom.
Hell and powder house now fi get Maleek fi tek this.
Jamarion re-enters the room and I quickly place a wide smile on my face staring into his eyes.
"Like how him like yuh more than mi feed it to him" I sweet him up lifting Maleek into my arms to pass him over to Jam.
"Not a backside...No" He shakes his head and his hand stepping away from my reach.
"Jam" I whine and he continues to step back.
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