Another Jamaican love story...Book 2 in the Nasir Trilogy
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A SHORT STORY!
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"Yuh know seh yuh daughter have boyfriend?" She asks daddy and he shakes his head, "Mommy mi nuh have nuh boyfriend" I defend and she hiss her teeth.
"Suh weh hickey co...
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SY'RAI WELLINGTON||17
WELLINGTON MANOR|| MONDAY, NOVEMBER 2ND[6:45PM]
"Daddy you said you wanted to talk to me?" I say walking into my father's office and he looks up from what he was doing.
I was super nervous about what he wanted to talk about cause it could literally be anything.
When your own father holds a certain status in society hiding certain things from him can be hard.
"Close the door and have a seat princess" he tells me and I do as told.
"Mi nuh wah yuh siddung a fret yourself, mi just wah have a father-daughter talk with you to lay things out on the table" he says and I nod, eager for him to just get to the point cause nerves a kill me.
"Yuh mother bring something to my attention and mi nah go attack you for it but me just wah know in the event you ever need help with anything" he starts.
"Yuh mother adamant seh you have a boyfriend so off the record and staying only in this room, do you have a boyfriend?" he asks, looking at me from over his glass and I fiddled with my fingers contemplating whether to just admit the fact or not.
"I do" I confess and his face falls.
"Well that's expected cause you're 17, 18 come December" he replies.
"Did kinda hope yuh would a wait until you at least finish high school but we already pass that. Yuh sexually active?" he then asks and this was the one I wasn't sure I wanted to tell him, especially after how Mommy just threatened me bout this.
"Nevermind that, yuh have a boyfriend so mi ago assume seh yah have sex. Safe sex at least?" he urges and I nod, not trusting my voice at the moment.
"Good cause birth control nuh stop yuh from getting STIs" he warns and I have no idea why I was still so nervous, my heart beating in my ears and my palms sweaty.
Suppose Mommy deh behind the door a listen to me, lawd Jesus!
"Can ask you a question Daddy?" I asked softly and he nodded, "Would you be mad at me if I told you the person I'm dating has a child?"
Sporting a shocked expression on his face, he asks, "How old is this young man? Assuming is a young man?"
"He's 19"
"Well the choice is yours eno princess cyah choose fi yuh. Nah seh me wouldn't prefer if you were with something who didn't but as long as him treat yuh right, with respect and you're happy them mi good" he tells me and I smile a bit.
Why couldn't Mommy be this easygoing about something like this?
"When am I going to meet this young man?" he suddenly asks and I choke on my saliva, "Wah?"
