SAFE PLACE

DON'T PLAY PRETEND

Jasmine's POV

My head feels like a beating drum, I don't even know where I am, its dark no wait I'm seeing a dim light

and his voice, I'm hearing his voice Zaheer

"yes mama b she just drop dung so" I hear him say, who drop dung which she 

I slowly open my eyes adjusting to the light in the room, I'm in the living room

"wull on mama she a wake up back, Jazz you good " he runs over to me kneeling down 

I'm still trying to gather my thoughts but I'm failing miserably due to the devastating headache I'm having 

"I'm ok I'm ok" i say feeling a little clustered though he's the only one in the room "weh the baby?" i ask looking around the room

"him alright b a you me a worry bout" he say feeling my head with the back of his hands

"mhm wah fi do me Zaheer" i push his hand away getting of the couch, he grabs my hand pushing me back on the couch to sit, i glare up at him, but he's unfazed and is showing his dominance, can feel the tension

"yah hear me my girl, you just bomboclaate drop dung inna the kitchen enuh, me nuh know if you lick part a you head noweh matter a fucking fact me not even know why you drop dung yuzimi, so yah go shut up and sidung yaso tell me if a sumn or me a carry you go doctor yerr me" 

"anuh nothing serious bro" i say breaking his intense stare

"weh you mean it nuh serious Jasmine you mad out and nuh call me nuh bro bredda, you just drop dung pan me an a tell me anuh nothing serious you sick" he exclaims angrily

"anuh the first something like this happen b i think me doctor say a some lack a iron sumn or some mineral vitamin sumn me nuh know, me a go check up tomorrow so don't mek a big deal" i say calmly sighing

"todeh yah gah doctor enuh, bout anuh nothing serious and me done chat, matter a fact me a call mama b right now" he says the last part to his self an walks of with his iPhone 14 pro max, that's his personal phone and he has a 14 plus for business

speaking of that phone its right on the coffee table next to me

'Jasmine me a the voice inna you head and me a tell you don't go tru it gyal you drop boof already don't drop peng' my subconscious tells me but me nah pay har nuh mind, him eva a hands up dissa phone yah suppose a sumn else pon deh weh me nuh know bout or him a gimi bun or worst a me a di side gyal 

'bloodclaate gyal you would a piss and shit if a so' frl

i grab the device on the table, looking over my shoulder for him, good he's still out there, fuck password

i try 000000 but dat nuh go tru, wah kind a crasis diss god, so why dissa one yah password different then i remember something him tell me diss enuh me just nuh yes

120510, our birthday combined yes me figot me mek him change the password to that 

and it works if it never work me and him would a ave problem

the device opens and i'm in a app, like it a track sumn but me nuh business bout it me come off, me go inna him messages, its a bunch of business shit and shit you know, i don't pay dem no mine , Instagram and WhatsApp and dem sumn deh nuh deh pon it just bare business app

mhm him clean i thought

just as i'm about to put down the phone an email comes in, it catches my eyes 

the email reads

Good day to you Mr. King, based on the DNA results and evidence given the process of full custody for your son 'Adonis Chung King' was given, you may pick up the documents and new birth certificate with the correct last name on it. We at family corps thank you for choosing us and we wish both you and young Adonis a happy life