From Badman To Lover Boy 🇯🇲Jamaican Story🇯🇲

Part 3

Damanii lights another cigarette as he tells me what's going on between him and his girlfriend Zoya. Everytime something bad happens between them they come to me for advice. Mi stress out and tired a dem now but mi rate Manii suh mah guh always deh ya fi listen to him problem dem and try fix dem.

His girlfriend is pregnant. Zoya a stress him out and him wah leave her but him seh him can't leave because she a carry him youth. Zoya seh him accuse her of cheating with her cousin and when she did a try explain seh nothing nah gwan between dem Manii box her. Mi tell him fi nuh put him hand pon her again. Mi nuh rate dat. Kmt.

Mi nuh like when man abuse females cause when my parents were alive they fight all the time and it cut me up inside.

"Manii, a waste man alone leave dem youth fi have a single mada," I said.

"Mi nah leave her but she a stress mi out," he said then put the cigarette in his mouth.

"Why yuh nuh tell him wa yuh do?" Zoya asked crying.

"Mi did hurt her but mi seh sorry," he said to me.

"Sorry nah guh fix it bredda. Yuh nuh fi put yuh hand pon maamz. A abuse dat," mi find mi self a shout cause mi angry yf.

"Yow unu fix dis," I said then grabbed my Hennessy and was walking away.

"Dean," Manii called my name but I continued to walk. Dem a stress mi out. Mi need a break. Look like mi a suddenly therapist fi dem but jah jah mi tired now.

I got in my car and drive home. When mi reach home mi see Allia pon eh couch a kiss a boy. Tf.

"Yow," I said. They stopped and looked at me.

"Bro. I can explain," she said looking scared.

"How yuh neva tell mi seh yuh have a man?" I asked. The fear went away from her face. She a 18 why mi would a angry fi dis?

"Dean this is my boyfriend Macoy Diaz. Macoy this is my brother Dean Diablo," she introduced. Macoy got up and shook my hand. Da bwoy ya brown till him red tpc. A white man mi sister love?

"Come here fi a sec," I said then went to the library. Macoy followed.

"Ypree?" he asked. Da yute ya sound like one a dem uptown bwoy deh weh a try speak Patois.

"Just a mek yuh know seh a nuff tings mi sister guh through and mi swear if yuh hurt her mi ago murda yuh," I said.

"A threat dat?" he asked looking scared.

"No dawg. Just treat her right and nuh hurt her yuh zimmi?" I asked.

"Yeah," he said then shook my hand again. Like da ute yah love shake hand.

"Wah u age by the way?" I asked.

"19," he said. Just 1 year older than her. Anuh wah bad ting (pablo yg).

"Yuh mixed?" I asked.

"Yeah mi a half Jamaican and half American," he said.

"You can guh back to her now," I said.

Mi guh upstairs and bathe although mi bathe already. When nuff wata deh a mi yard mi bathe all 4 time fi eh day. After mi done bathe mi dry mi self and mi hair then put a towel round my waist. Mi guh inna mi walk through closet and put on a gucci shirt, black jeans and gucci slides with white socks. Mi put mi gun inna mi waist.

Mah fi guh mek bestie do mi hair today inno.

Mi call bestie and she answer pon en third ring.

"Hello?" I heard her mom's voice. Miss Gotlinne. When mi and Shinae did inna school together she mada did know mi. She rate mi inno cause mi did a be like wah brother to Shinae and she nahv nuh siblings.