19 year old Ka'Moura moved from her small community in St. Thomas called 'Stony Hill', where she was suffering from poverty, to start a new life...a better on in the city...In the town rather.
Wah dem say when a country girl move to the city?
𝐂𝐨𝐮...
"Me yah talk to?" She places her hand on her chest, looking around the room. "A you always a torment me innuh, everyday yuh wah itch under me damn ass! So yes, I said it. And wah? Yuh go kick me outta yuh place? I care zero. Lowe me alone man!" She hiss and grab her phone and walk past me, making sure to bounce as she does.
Shame yuh fuck and annuh me.
The only reason I stay here is because I know this area isn't really the...bed a rose type.
People around here kill people fi fun, one of those people is me.
Why yuh even care?
Because I like her.
Oh.
So since a so diss ago go, and that's how she feels, me ago gahh my yard.
Nahh lie, me feel a way, but that's how it is.
Might send two man dung yah fi bruk in yah pan him pussyclaat.
Yuhzimih.
I head downstairs, then straight towards the door without spearing her another glance.
"Hello," I hear her voice, I don't look back.
"A yuh phone me a give yuh, sar. Ne nah beg yuh nuhn," She says with attitude.
I meet her halfway and take my phone, leaving her in the spot.
Not even did stay deh, me just sleep deh. Me bathe and do me hygiene over Sade yard.
No still stay yuh stay deh? Yuh sound like a punk.