Sinna POV
"bredda fuck yah say to me" Zadon's talking but I'm not listening, I'm not hearing anything, only her voice crying, the hurt in it keeps replaying in my head, the hurtful things I told her, the way how I acted like I didn't care when really I do
Maybe a fi the best, I'm thinking to myself but at what cost, me feel like a broken man, me just a realize say me loose sumn this a the same feeling me feel the day we bury me fada, just a come to me say me loose sumn weh important and means the most to me
"bredda you fuck up wicked, and you try fix this fast to cause it a affect me and my Oman cause she a gwaan like a me tell you do weh you do, matter a fact me think she did know and as a bredda a waste bomboclate style dat" he says again, but the results a me action a dwell pon me soul
why me never tell har? why me affi fuck up the one good thing inna me life? why me corrupt and stay how me stay?
"yow yah hear me bredda" he lightly taps my shoulder
"hmm ma hear you" I respond drinking the last sip Hennessy from the bottle, 1 bottle and me still a feel me still ave pain
"Sinna yah hear me bredda, you fuck up and you affi fix this you affi try, you cyah mek she just walk weh so, weh you do todeh a fuckry too a tell the b bout she ave 1 month wid fi har son, and yes a fi har son cause a she grow him, 2 years she ave him, you see the love she ave fi him that is a mother love bro, no she never push him out but she love and care fi him as a mother"
"me done loose har already, weh it mek sense, she nah forgive fi dat as you say Nick she love the ute, she love him like har son and she a move offa instinct, she gone bredda, me push har away" I say, the feelings sinking in, me feel like all tears inna me bloodclate eye muss joke diss to rass, I hiss and turn heading inside from the balcony
Zadon follows behind me but I don't pay him any mind, my phone vibrates but I ignore it, me want more liquor, something stronger
my phones vibrates again, but the action of today weighs on my mind
I sit on the bed with my head in my hands
weh me really do god? fuck me really do
'loose the best pussy you eva fuck inna you life' all dat too
me loose the best girl weh eva inna me life, the best friend me eva get, the best partner me could a ask fah
this girl been a tek care a me son before me know me ave ute, least she did deserve fi know, she did deserve fi ave a say, me fuck up big time
the phone keep a ring, and normal me would a get worried and ansa but me far from normal right now
I hear another phone ringing, guessing its Zadon, I lay on my back staring at the ceiling as regret washes over me, I sigh and close my eyes hoping the feeling goes away, me smoke me drink but me still feel the way me feel
'sorrows' I thought jah jah
"WAH!!, Shanice weh yah say to me? and you just a bomboclate Zaheer! Zaheer! Sinna" I hear Zadon shouting fuck him a gwaan so fah
"wah bredda yah-"
"Jasmine meet up inna accident enuh bredda she inna hospital" he shouts out of breath
I freeze and process what I heard
no god a wah diss, me know me a wicked enuh but me really nuh deserve diss
"Nick..wah..you" i couldn't even hold it, i don't know if it's because 'm high, but i'm feeling a emotion i've never felt, god know if nothing happen to har how me would a manage
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RomanceMature audience only!! "I myself don't understand this feeling, me the too bougie, stoush jass falling madly inlove with a man, How, i feel safe around him, he's my safe heaven or maybe my gardian angel, i don't know. "me weak to a girl, wah me a do...
