The Big Bad Don and his Cosmetic Stripper

Chapter 24: Picking up the fucking bits and pieces....

Divine's POV

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Mi feel dis yuh fuck and anuh me.

"Babe everything aguh good stop the crying" I try to comfort tamara as she sobs uncontrollably in my arms.

I am definitely getting her a new car for her birthday.

Seeing her cry is causing a small ache in my heart and an even bigger ache is forming because deep down I really can't do anything to help her right now until I get back in Kingston.

" B-b-but two persons died divine in my car not to mention I just quit my job and I was looking forward to this source of income now mi business fuck up, car expenses, my aunt and mom worked really hard to give me that car, so it now has me wondering what the fuck is next" she continues to cry hysterically.

She looks so fucking adorable.

"Listen baby I didn't see where it said they were caught in any crossfire meaning they were going to get shot anyway , it doesn't seem like an accident that they got shot, its either they were being trailed or they knew what was going to happen and were trying to flee or it could even be the third guy that they can't find that shot them and fled the scene" I explain to her.

"...that's like crying that the sky is blue so you cannot blame yourself tamara because me nor you don't know what's going to happen tomorrow, we're just moving with faith, right?" I try to explain to her.

" Mek mi bawl divine I am trying to cope" she says stubbornly.

"Alright" I sigh while rubbing her back soothingly as her sobs slow down little by little.

The sound of Masicka and Vybz Kartel infrared starts to echo throughout tamara's room as my phone rings aloud.

I check the caller ID and realize that its Baba.

"I'll be right back" I say to tamara as I gently lift her off me, enter her bathroom and close the door.

"Everything good?" I answer baba and ask.

"Fuckry gwaan innuh" Baba chuckles.

"Mi a listen"

"Mi a hear seh Jermaine deh pon fi wi turf Innu" he says.

Oh, really now...

Jermaine is what I like to call a carbon fraud brand copy of myself, he has also been an enemy of mine for many years.

We go way back from primary school days. We were actually best friends, both our fathers were really bad people. My dad being the Don and Richie who is Jermaine's father being my father's right hand just like how Baba and I are now.

We all were close, me, baba, prince, Sk (es-kay) and Jermaine. We went nowhere without each other. We were what you would call the fuck boys of the school. Every week we have a different woman. 

Funny...

He had a sister whose name was Jayda. Jayda and I had a few flings here and there but I didn't know she would fucking get obsessed with me. I called off the little situationship that we had going on because her brother was like a family to me and I didn't feel right anymore and all she said was 'ok I understand '.

Couple days after mi only see Jermaine come up a mi yard wid pure excitement. All draw knife after mi to bomboclaat bout me beat him sister.

Mi!

Mi nuh know who she mek beat her up but her face did fuck up really bad, her left hand was sprained, she was hopping on one leg, missing a tooth and blood was just oozing off her body.