Devotion (Jamaican🇯🇲) COMPLETED

Chapter 3

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Abigail

"Some a dem gyal ya nuh good, non at all....Because if dem did good dem man wouldn't a run me down. A my fault? Like honestly. Mason deh run me down from me inna high school how comes a my fault that? Him baby mother deh pan social media a dash wud like seh she ever catch me inna har man phone" Michelle my cousin said standing outside the front with her best friend Rickey from up the street. She had a cup of what looked like tea sipping at as she yelled into her phone.  It doesn't matter how PERFECT a woman is a man still ago run down other women so it doesn't mean that another woman "isn't good".

"All him do a cyar me pan shopping spree and cyar me out me and the man never inna nothing PLUS at the time him did single me never take nobody man and never been a side gyal meee? LOOK PAN ME PRETTY FACE, Side gyal? To youuuu Keisha??? To you????? Get the fuck" she yelled into the phone. I sighed shaking my head. Im sure that was going on Instagram story for everybody to know her business. As i pulled my bag over my shoulder I ignored their presence. This was a everyday thing. Dem nuh leave offa people name.

They like to pretend they were innocent and they didn't understand why every girl uppa stonehill wah beat dem off. And her mother? Thinks she's the most innocent thing ever too. She's the one who exposed the fact that I was talking to jermaine. Ever since we were children we've had a love and hate relationship. 

In my eyes she's always competing with me. But I didn't understand why. She was the pretty bowning with "nice hair". She was light skin and had long curly natural black hair half Indian girl. While I was the darksin with a awful perm. My dark skin drove them crazy I guess? I've always been told I looked more like our grandma who was half Chinese. She was dark skinned like me and we had the same eyes the same features. It's nothing like a pretty dark cool black girl who carried her self well. Though I never thought I was that that pretty as people claim I am. I knew I carried my self better than them. Everybody bout yaso nuh know nothing bout me unlike them. A that them hate me fa?

Though right now she was the enemy, I didn't want to see anything bad happen to her. I loved her with all my heart I'd jump infront of a bullet for that girl. Too bad she wouldn't wish me well though.

"Nuh gyal cya stop me from guh a road A WHO GO COME PUFF MI CHEST!" she yelled into the phone. She must've been live on Instagram.

"Which gyal can scare me from guh a road???" She said. Ricky stood there shaking her head and laughing. Ricky betrayed her so many times! Since grade school. The most recent betrayal is her having sex with her ex boyfriend Garry while she was away.

They were best friends again..

"Some gyal a pass and cya seh good morning" Michelle said. I ignored her because I didn't have time. It was too early.

"Right like seh she cya chat" Rickey said. She cya gwaan a har yaad? I sighed not saying anything again.

"A so Dem gwaan when Dem start tek man . think she all dat since she start ride hood otherday and get har gucci and dior shoes and bag dem. me beeeeen a get nice treatment been. me naffi gwaan like me a hype gyal man beeeeeeen a spend pan me. some a dem gyal ya just a hold a hundread gran dem nuh used to it" i heard her say to ricky.

"HERE WE GO" I said in my mind trying not to roll my eyes. If she never dash word after me sumn wouldan must wrong. everyday she been pan mi case and me nahh answer the gyal eno. me nahh answer the gyal. and another thing i noticed is that ever since me and har nahh deal she only come out every early morning when she see mi room light on knowing seh me a get ready fi work. then she come up here come drop word.