Time fi you

26

Karalana Atalyia Campbell

"Devu open yuh mouth right now, mi nuh waah hear nothing from yuh." I calmly told Tristen.

He stood at about a feet away opening and closing his mouth, no words coming out.

At this point mi tired. . .Mi tired a everything and everybody. Mi cyaah have likkle peace?

"Mi nuh think she pregnant." Was the only thing that came out of his mouth.

Yuh hear deh? Think.

"And if she is?" I asked.

"Then a nuh fimi it."

"And if it is?" He looked at me in distress.

"Weh yaah look pan mi suh fah? A mi did tell yuh fi fuck her?" Mi asked  laughing.

"Why yuh suh calm?" Him ask

"Wah yuh mean? How yuh waah mi fi react? Afta we nuh deh."

"Yuh come back wid dah fuckry deh?" He asked coming closer.

Mi stare pan him biting mi lips "A weh  yuh want from mi Tristen? Honestly. . . Tell mi wah yuh waah."

"Yuh mi waah." Him hold on pan mi but mi try push him off. Keyword, try him nuh budge.

Fi a mawga man. . .him strong eee?

Mi give up afta a minute of trying and relax innah him arms. Mi let out a sigh and inhale him scent.

Doh judge. This muss be another symptom of the pregnancy, mi a do this fimi baby.

"Never think meeda see the day."

Ayye gyal Lowe mi.

All now mi nuh figure out how mi ago tell Mommy this. Annuh sumn weh mi can hide because mi haffi guh down fi the Christmas and if not she ago come up here.

"Mi just waah be chosen fi once. . .why e suh hard?" Mi whispered.

"Mi choose yuh Karalana, a just mi mother and daughta mek yuh nuh come first." He replied and I nodded.

"Wah bout-"

"Nuh waah hear bout nuhbody else. A mi and yuh deh yahso." He cut mi off holding mi tighter. Like him waah kill mi.

"Suh what now?" Mi ask.

"Wah yuh mean? We ago continue weh we leff off before alla this drama."

I nodded and hugged him. I missed this, I missed us.

"Nuh yuh same one seh yuh neva did aguh deh back wid him?"

Mi? Yuh sure? When that?

"Everyday since unnuh leff."

Lowe mi nuh girl. Like yuh deff seh a waah symptom.

All of a sudden him start rub mi dung and mi start feel hot and bothered.

Mi tek him face and lean in fi kiss him, him respond almost immediately.

Him draw mi closer, if that even possible. Mi wrap mi hands them round him neck and him move him hands them to unda mi clothes and then to mi breast. Mi moan out at the contact, it has been too long.

Him deepen the kiss. It was getting very steamy and mi nuh know if mi can keep up. Mi did diagnosed wid short a breathis.

Something about this kiss or make out.  . .whatever it is, is very different from all the other times. It's like we were pouring every feeling into the kiss, like if either of us let go. . .The other one is going to dissappear.