This story follows a young woman by the name of British whose mother was tragically murdered by sources unknown, this causes her to move back to Jamaica temporarily bringing back old flames she thought she already placed behind her.
Date started: Oc...
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Mixed Feelings vs Logic
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BRITISH SMITH|24
Mi excited pon another level, I was gonna finally get the opportunity to go on a shopping spree. It was the first one since I've gotten here and I was gonna abuse the absolute shit out of it.
I laid in my bed thinking about one thing more than everything else, Amanie.
'Ago show yuh a pree'
Wah him even mean?
He couldn't even be a little bit more open. I wanted to know what the pree was and I wanted to know fast.
Last night was a blur and most people would ask what I meant by this, he wasn't the laughing and talking type. We sipped wine and exchanged words on some things like how good the food tasted or how calming the atmosphere felt, nothing that implied he had feelings or that he wanted a conversation with me.
Not a thing. So it was hard for me to remember he was even there.
The front door could be heard opening and I immediately flew up to see who it was... ah break dem break in pon mi already? A deven two month good mi deh ya.
I didn't believe in having a firearm but I did have a machete that didn't need licensing fi chop people. I grabbed it and tip-toed downstairs only to come face to face with Jayda, we both screamed.
"Bloodclaat gyal ah wah yuh did ago do? Chop mi?" She asked, stepping backwards eyeing the machete. I sighed in relief.
"Yaffi memba say a shoot dem shoot mommy inno."
Recently I hadn't been dwelling on her death and I felt guilty, I didn't want to forget her so soon and it felt like the process had already started without me knowing.
Healing wasn't bad but why did healing feel like forgetting?
"There was a box outside your door, it's addressed to you from Amanie." She stated this with a confused look on her face, I knew what she was going to say before she did.
"Anno nothing like dat."
I grabbed the box from her and she continued to stare at me, ah wait she ah wait pon mi fi open e? I scanned her body language, "If yuh naa go open e, give mi mek mi dweet."
She reached for the box and I yanked it away. Whatever was in this box was the pree that Amanie wanted to show me and maybe it wasn't safe to open with an audience.
"Yeh man sumn inna sumn." She was always so curious and easily caught on to stuff before anyone.
"No."
"Prove e."
She pointed to the box implying that I should open it. She was my best friend but what if Amanie bought me a gun or something? She ago freak out and mek a big deal, even worse if a sumn romantic. When it really was not that serious, we haven't made any advances even though I wanted us to.
I cut the small brown box open only to be greeted by another box underneath, a white box.
Pulling the bow and getting the top off I noticed a beautiful gold necklace starting back at me, my eyes widened.
"Bloodclaat gyal e real?" I wasn't sure how to answer Jayda's question because it looked real but it could be stainless steel in the form of a butterfly pendant, there was also a note attached to the box as well.
"Never take it off" - Amanie
Ah dis ah di pree?
I was always big on jewelry, I felt like every outfit needed it to be brought to life so to have this necklace I was grateful but why couldn't I take it off? Amanie a confuse mi now, I thought he was gonna confess his feelings to me or something but here I was still disappointed.
Why would he go to the extent of doing a background check on someone I was interested in if he didn't want me? Am I that deep in the friend zone?
"Like him did know say mi a carry yuh out wid mi go club later, Taboo a have waa likkle Halloween costume party and mi waa guh." She didn't even ask mi inno, mi have mommy funeral fi plan and dem sumn deh and all now mi nuh get to it. E will fi look over and the lawyer fi contact... There was so much to do. Mi cyaa go out lata.
"Mi cyaa come wid yuh."
She turned her head swiftly to my direction with the look of disbelief plasered on her face, "Ya guh really come ah Jamaica and nuh do nothing wid the time?" She couldn't help but hiss her teeth and I thought back to when I told her about the Zion situation, the loud noises in her house were audible to the point where it raised consern, I was curious if she was having issuses at home with Jerome.
Maybe das why she waa guh out suh bad, fi avoid the problems.
I could also be in my head too, she would have told me if anything like that was happening. The way she usually does.
I removed the necklace from the box and clipped it around my neck, the emerald green pendant glistening in the sunlight that shone through the living room window.
I'd certainly rather be home but who am I keeping, wah me ago do all night? Scroll pon TikTok like seh mi 14 or something? Maybe I should take her up on the off. It couldn't hurt to have some fun.
"What time?"
The most sinister smile graced her face, this is my problem now inno.
"Ago pick you up after 10."
She got up instantly and kissed my cheek before taking the opportunity to leave.
I really don't want to go anywhere, I cannot stand the whole idea of being out and acting like I'm having fun knowing damn well that I'm not.
Some things just didn't make any sense to me and this was one of them. Couldn't tell Jayda that though.
9:50 p.m.
American time was one hour faster than down here and all now mi still cyaa get used to the facts. Right now ah sleep mi waa sleep.
I dressed up as Chucky but I replaced the shorts with a tiny skirt to give a sexy look, I felt my heart beating extremely fast. Why mi nuh just stay home? Nobody naa guh really bex like that inno.
The thought barely got to settle before I heard a knock. Fuck she reach already.
I tossed and turned around the room whilst listening to the knocks coming from the door, impatient.
Running my fingers through my hair, I marched over to the door twisting the lock so it could open, "Masa yuh impatient."
I looked up but it wasn't Jayda.
"Can I help you?"
"No but you can help your dad."
"Mi wah?"
He grabbed me forcing the white cloth over my nose, within seconds everything went black.
Chapter 11 - Mi wah?
Chapter is completed finally, I'm sorry it took so long but I have a mild case of writer's block.
Hope you enjoyed, this one is unedited so I apologize.
