SAINT•

"Dat is it"

Saint's POV•
{Friday evening,
4:45 pm,
Westgate Hills,Montego Bay}

Feel it yf dawg.

She nay affi be so nonchalant bout it.

Maybe a suh ih guh yzt.

I know I could've said d something way more entertaining but??

"thanks"?? What happen to "Thank you ,you look good too."??

She pretty as f— though ,mi cyah lie.

Beautiful even.

Hear the man..

Fr though, and sexy to.

The fact seh mi did genuinely a try fi be nice though...start a conversation ,because I'm genuinely interested.

Well yuh affi start from someweh. Cyah just tell har seh 'mi think yuh look good and mi wah yuh be mi oman.'

Then get married.

Always get wah mi want anyways.

Not to sound arrogant but it's true.

Maybe mi like the fact seh she nuh 'easy'.
Yzt. Dat sweet yf.

"Yow bad bro.." Skipps shout mi.

"Yeah dawg?" Wonda a wah kinda fkry him come wid now. Rate him stillz ,a mi bredda from a longer time . We a come from diaper days fr.

Bad from a longer time anno just now.

Stepping inside with a cup of weed, he hands on to me.

Tangy.

This man come fi smoke.

Cyah quit smoking when mi round dem man yah.

Mi a try though.

"Thanks bro."

"Naav nuh lighter? Mi nuh know a who gone wid mine or weh mi put ih" he said wid a quiet laugh.

I laugh too cause mi know exactly wah him mean.
If yuh a smoker ,yuh know.

Lighting my spliff before passing the lighter to him I say,
"Yeah keep this".

This aguh lost by tomorrow stillz.

"Ah. Respect mi g." ,he said taking it and lighting his spliff.

He sat on a chair across from me and we both looked on the road from the front of his yard.

Place nice mi cyah lie.

"So a wah mi see guh dung today with u and the nigga wah parr wid bones?"

Bones?..
mi naafi ask who name so. But Skipps a expect mi fi know dem man deh?

Skipps start Cornwall from grade 7 ,and as much as him skull school him still smart.

Nah seh a good ting but I'm impressed.

By the fact. Not the man.

"Deven wah chat bout dat a kill mi shoulda kill him." I said when at the same time ..

Looking down at my phone I realized that mommy's calling.

Wonda wah she want now, prolly wah mi fi pick up Mia.

Mia is my little sister and mi likkle best friend.

"Yes mommy?"
"How u sound so mi baby ? U alright?" Came her questions.

"Mi good man mommy ,something u want or u just a check up? ,how's work?"

"Good eno mi son mi about fi leave now mi just a ask if u eat? ,U did want mi buy something fi you?"

Jah know ,like mommy feel seh hungry a fade mi.

Eat something afta mi lef the club yesterday and nuh eat nothing dis mawning.

'Saintx', is one of the many businesses I own.

I'm a young entrepreneur and engineer, thanks to the help of my parents.

Grateful fi them because a nuff people nuh get them opportunity ya.

"Yeah mommy ,can buy wah soup fi me?"
"Alright papa ,la-" she hangs up before I got to ask where Mia is.

Must lef daycare by now.

Aunty Marcia must pick har up. Cause if she nuh ask me a must that a gwahn.

Aunty Marcia a Skipps mother. She and mommy a fawud from highschool days.

Wholesome.

I laughed at mommy antics and after finishing the last of my spliff I threw the remaining of it in the ash tray we had on the table in-front of us.

My thoughts ran back to Aysia..wonda weh she come from..she started to seem familiar when I really got the chance to take a proper look at her.

Soon enough , mommy pulled up with a shouting Mia.

Why mommy park she car so inna the garage??

This lady bro.

Regular thing fi she do stills so mi nah too medz it.

Stepping around the garage to help mommy with anything at all she brought and with Mia , I realized that they were not alone.

How? Wah she a do ya?

So ..what do you guys think? I tried 😭remember to lmk what I can adjust and allat 🤣🤣💕