Dickmatized Dainty

7• Kai-à Dainty Damsel

 
  
 
"Me and the long distance travelling won't work long term." Zuri says, going through her clothes.

"There's not much of a distance and it better than fih work in town. Squaddy and Balla go deh search far and wide fih yuh." I reminded her, slapping her hand away from the small revealing blouse she took up.

"A suh hot yuh slap Kyng?" She hisses, rubbing the area.

"Yes. Now yuh cyaw wear dat cause a mostly men working up there and the next thing tu, the owners can pop up and it will look inappropriate as well as unprofessional."

I took up the t-shirts that she put aside, paring it with some loose fitted pants.

"Jus dat?" She frowned.

"Yes." I laughed. "Suh yuh prefer fih clean toilet inna belly skin?"

"Please nuh remind mih a wah mih go deh do. If yuh neva nod mih wouldn't tek the wuk enuh." She rolled her eyes so I sat on the bed looking at her getting miserable. "Thru mih wah help yuh enuh."

"Fih wah?"

"Everything yuh duh fih me and mummy." She answered and I rolled my eyes. "Mussi think seh she nuh tell mih bout how yuh build dis fih har and move cause yuh want har fih comfortable. Mih know dat likkle board house naw comfortable fih long."

"Zuri, mih..."

"Mih nuh wah hear nothing. A you build the house, shop and buy the land uppa hills. Mih know a nuh likkle money dat and your saving done cause mih can seet pah yuh." She gestured at my body and I hissed.

"Talk bout sum'm else."

Mih nuh ready fih have that conversation right now cause Kyng can fawud at anytime. 

Him went next door fih play football wid the boys him age and today him seh him go call him fada suh him always give me an update on how it guh.

"Who yuh think mih look like Kai-à?" She poked my forehead.

"Stop dat."

"Mih naw play, Kai." She glares at me. "Wahm'n tu yuh?"

"A did likkle depression but mih naw..."

"Thank God yuh admit it." She sighs. "Mih vex seh yuh naw talk tu mih bout certain things again. Neva know a suh wih live."

"Mih cyaw burden yuh wid mih problems." I shrugged, knowing she won't let it go.

"Now ya chat shit." She hissed.

"Mih look like battyhole?" I blurted and she laughed.

"Nuh yet." I ignored her comment and she playfully pushes me. "Yuh naw tell mih wahm'n?"

"A nuff things, Cuz." I sigh. "But a nuh dih worst."

She took a seat next to me. "Tell mih them."

"Mih lazy." I smiled and she glared at me. "A dih truth, Zuzu."

"Nuh call mih dat." She hissed, definitely remembering the name her Babylon ex used to call har.

"Sorry. Mih mean seh mih depression nuh really caused by procrastinating. A from mih have Kyng it's a different feeling weh naw lef."

"Oh, it normal." She started. "Yuh just need therapy that's why yuh fih chat tu mih."

"Yuh nuh need fih worry bout mih."

"Nuh worry bout dat. A mih wah put yuh pah mih head cause a did my job fih mek mih madda comfortable suh mih go help you and mih self, watch. Mih muss buk a rich man." She promised.