As we were laying in bed watching Netflix, my father barged in and demanded
"Unu get ready we ago a bible studies."
Letting out a sigh, we nodded and began to get ready for the service. As we were finished dressing, we head out with me leaning on Kayla's shoulder as we began to walk down the stairs .Now, at the service, the pastor, or should I saw my father, said to us to go to proverbs 4 verse 16 " I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." He then began to tell us that Jesus Christ loves us and we should not harm thou body, he looked down at me from the alter, with sorrow in his eyes, it was like the message was for me, he knew, he had known all along that I had harmed myself.
I felt guilty, disappointed, of myself that I had worried my father, made him think that he was the problem that I was harming myself, I looked down in shame not wanting to meet his gaze. As I looked down I got a text message from Prince
Turning off my phone, Kayla asked "a who a send suh much text message suh ?" I replied "nuh dutty Prince." " weh him deh ?" I then pointed at the door with my mouth, she looked over and saw him leaning on the wall smoking.
Kayla then got up, grabbed my arm and stormed outside to him."Yo mi wah yuh leave mi best fren alone yerr dat ?"
"A who yah talk to suh cyah me", he dropped his spliff on the ground and stomped on it.I went between them both and stood up in front of Prince's face, "Oyye a weh yah try do ?" "Dayna nuh badda wid it enuh caz me will hurt yuh." " Bredda a you start diss." Yuh know wah fuck this, watch wah me ago do."
And before I knew it he pinned me against the wall, grabbing my throat, not hard but gently, I hardly felt any pressure. He whispered in my ear "dis mi ago do yuh but harder very hard."
I don't know why, but I felt turned on by this yet disgust, I raised my right hand and gave him a hard box in his face, " fuck you and lowe me alone."
I shouted, not realizing that I was still in the present of the Lord, just looking at Kayla's face I knew that I fucked up. Their he was my father, and his church members in horror, looking at me in disbelief, my father face contorted with rage, his hands gripped tightly on the Bible, I looked at Prince, holding back laughter, i was definitely fucked.
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Bad Man A Weh She Love : A Jamaican Love Story
RomanceDayna-Kay ' Dayna' a pastor's daughter, who's only goal is to live up to her father's expectations, well, that and to get Prince the badman to notice her. Even though he lives next door Dayna she has never spoken to him. Yet still she still dreams...