Shanae, Alissa, and I found ourselves at the center of the dance floor. I happened to glance over at the VIP area, upstairs the club, and I saw someone familiar. He seemed to have been watching me because his eyes were already on me. He leaned against the balcony and leisurely sipped from the red cup he had while maintaining eye contact with me. That created a burning pool at the pit of my stomach, and all of a sudden, I felt bold.
"Jesuuss, Shan see the man deh weh mih did a tell yu bout." I nudged Shanae with my elbow.
"Where??" I gestured with my eyes, and she gasped.
"Pussyclaat, Nae. Him look good yf." She nudged me back with her hand covering her mouth.
"So you ago say hi??" She asked. I gave her a sharp look.
"You mad?? That woulda be so awkward, him goodly shame mih. Mih can't go say hi, and we never talk before. Maybe all him woman deh yah, memba mih can't fight!" I sighed.
We stopped talking about him, and soon, I was all alone. I don't know where Alissa went, and Shanae seemed to have disappeared somewhere with Tyrone. I was whining to It Bend Like Banana by Vybz Kartel when someone tapped me on my shoulder. I straightened up and looked at them.
It was a serious looking guy. I wonder what he wanted.
I gave him a look of confusion.
"Slinga a call you."
Who tf name slinga??
"Who name suh??" I asked him, and he nodded up in the direction of the balcony. That guy was watching our interaction the whole time.
Should I go to him tho?? Like...a mih alone a dance and Shanae dem is nowhere to be found....wah if mih get kidnapped Lord???
"Okay." I decided to go, and the guy led the way. When we got up there, the bouncer...security guard, whatever him be, gave us access, and I was scared.
Why so much man in yah suh!?
"See har yah, boss man." The guy said to "Slinga" in a respectful tone. Slinga nodded wordlessly, and his eyes did a quick sweep of my attire before he scoffed and shook his head.
A wah a fih him problem?? Him buy nun weh mih ave on or a fih him money mih spend? Tf...
"Ah, Rubbaz, you can you gwaan now." He finally spoke. "Rubbaz" nodded and left after giving me a last glance.
"You can siddung eno, mamz. Everybody free fih siddung." He grumbled. All of a sudden mih dislike this man, but I sat down on the couch beside him either way and whispered a silent prayer in my mind for the lord to hold my tongue.
"So wah you name??" He asked, putting his cup down on the side table and starting to roll a spliff.
"I'm LaNae. What's your name??" I replied.
Lawd why mih sound suuhhh!? Mih voice already fine and now mih sound like a mosquito...!
"Hmm, LaNae...pretty name."
Oh my God, how him mek mih name sound so good??
"I'm DeShawn but everybody know mih as Slinga. So you a Andre cousin?? Him deh here??" He continued. Him name fit him.
"Yeah, mih a Andre cousin. No, him no deh here."
"So wah you a do here without him?? You don't know them place yah run??"
What a man can ask question! The man a question mih like seh mih a primary skl pickney to backside.
"Look mih deh yah wid some friends and Andre know seh mih deh here." I replied very annoyed. He stared at me for a while, light up the spliff that was originally hanging between his lips. I don't like that look in his eyes....really dark.
"Wah you mean by how here so run??" I asked after a while. He exhaled the smoke through his nostrils and looked at me.
"Mek mih show you a likkle pree, young lady...man dung deh so inna the crowd weh a pree young women like you weh nuh ave nobody round them. Maybe them all a watch you from you come yah. So when dem see seh you alone now them come, get yu weh them fih get yu and tek advantage a you. See pree??" He held eye contact right through.
"So that's why you call me up here??" I asked. He nodded.
"Yeah. Andre a mih general and mih wouldn't sleep tonight if mih deh yah, see you and mek them waste man hurt you pon my watch." He took a long drag of his weed. Wow...
"Thank you."
"No say a word. You want something to drink??" He asked. I nodded.
"Just a beer."
Someone brought me a beer in a red cup and I sat there with DeShawn until around 3:30 when my phone rang. It was Shanae. I answered and she asked where I was and told me that they were ready to leave.
"See you around, Slinga." I stood up from the couch.
"Mhmm, gimme you phone." I handed my phone to him and then he handed it back to me after a minute.
"Link me when you reach home."
The man ain't asking...
"Ah..." I left.
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Claimed By Him
RomanceLaNae Sinclair is an 18 year old who has many dreams and aspirations but has yet to decide what route she will go down as she steps into adulthood with no way of going back to the teenager phase. She decides to take it easy for her "free paper" hasn...
