Book Two.
Arielle Thompson and Raheem Small, who grew up together in Slys Village, find themselves in an unexpected twist of fate as they both attend a family reunion after many years. Childhood enemies, their relationship was marred by Raheem's hur...
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📍Pine Valley Plaza| Spanish Town, St. Catherine|
📅 Monday| July 24|
"Mi get the link dung a Utech eno suh mi ago use Mario and Andre as drivers and mek Deno and Shane conduct suh dem can handle the money," I explained as Ricardo and I sat in the studio parking lot, enjoying drinks. Music filled the air, and our crew was gathered here, socializing loudly, playing dominoes, and sipping rum.
"A when dem a reach?" Ricardo inquired, referring to the two coaster buses I had recently purchased. They were intended to be another source of income, and I planned to register them for the Spain to the Papine campuses route. I had heard Zidane complaining about the overcrowded student buses running between the campus and Spain, which had sparked the idea to tap into the university market.
"Dem reach already... a juss mi fi guh ova wharf guh deal wid dem."
"Ohhh," he nodded, taking a sip of his drink. "Mobay set?" he asked lowly.
"Yeah, Gavi a run it off till mi reach," I answered.
"Hmmmm....Wah gwaan fi you and Bunny?"
I couldn't help but chuckle, "Couldn't wait fi ask dat eee."
Ricardo joined in with laughter.
"Mi nuh know wah gwaan wid yuh cousin eno... right now wi deh all ova the place. Mi a try my thing and it did a guh decent but wah gwaan a Portland fuck it up."
Not even ago mention wah happen wah day yah... a my business dat...
"Hmmm... surprised di video nuh touch the gossip page dem yet," Ricardo remarked.
Come to think of it, I realized no one had posted it, which was unusual.
"Maybe dem nuh pick up who wi be yet suh dem nuh send it in yet."
"Fuckery yuh do stillz eno breda... Yuh rush har in a public and yuh know Bunny easy fi shame... see yuh deh a square one yah now cause she nuh waan deal wid yuh," he said.
Square one?? a pity him nuh know...
I let out a heavy sigh before downing another shot of Casamigos.
"Yeah, mi know mi fuck up desso," I admitted, the weight of my actions sinking in. "Mi did juss vex and waan be petty to be honest. Neva did want it blow up like dat."
Ricardo nodded in understanding. "Mi get yuh, breda, but you haffi figure out a way fi mek things right wid har. She's my family, mi know har good, and mi can guarantee yuh nuh waan deh pan har bad side fi too long cause if yuh think yuh petty den yuh nuh meet Arielle good yet."
I knew he was right, but it was easier said than done. "Mi know, mi know man... I'll try to talk to her, apologize properly, and make amends."
"That's a start," Ricardo said, offering me a reassuring pat on the back. "Just remember, family comes first... the fuckery weh gwaan when wi a pickney nah gwaan again."
