MADGYAL

Chapter 7: Stars.

Vanessa

"A seven o clock now francis um.... me nuh think your friends a come. yuh wah me share it out put all of it up for you in the refrigerator? i spoke softly as i stood by the back door my arms folded i watched her sitting in the sun down staring at the sky as small stars appeared above. the banana trees slightly blowing in the wind she didnt turn nor move a muscle she just kept looking at her phone. i think it was a boy and i was right cause from above her i saw a message from bryson pop up. i sighed.

why should i be nice to this little girl when shes nothing but a stuck up bitch? because i need the money and me cannot be working in a house where i hate one person it wont work out. i was trying my best to like this little girl. but seeing her get so frantic over a boy made me feel bad for her. she didnt know i was standing above her that when she turned around she looked shocked.

"oh- um yes. you can share it all out into seporate dishes put them in the refrigerator. me sure dem ago eat from it" she told me fanning me away as if i was a dog. i swollowed and sat down because me will tump har eno me will make har spit out five outta har thirty two dem, at once.

"A bwoy? i asked her softly. she looked up from her iphone confused.

"what-

"a bwoy you did wah me fi cook fa ano your friends? i asked her again slightly smiling. i always had a way of cracking people. even if they didnt like me at first i could become a very likable person. i could shift my self to mimic their personality i could talk you out of what ever you felt for me and make you feel loved and listened to even if i didnt mean that shit at all. its my hidden talent. i always thought i could become a good acrtress.

"yes, its a boy. its a friend from my school well... i really dont know wha we be. him confusing yuh know? one minute him tell me seh him like me and want more next minute him just completly blow me off" she muttered staring away at the sky. i dipped in my pocket pulling out a Hershey's bar i found in the stash of chocolate on the table breaking it and offering her some. she took it and bit into it and her brown eyes held back tears as her lips slowly chewed the chocolate . she seemed embarrased.

"Me feel so stupid" she muttered.

"Yuh feel stupid, but you nuh stupid. many girls guh through a bwoy a ramp with them feelings. so many girls even the baddest of the baddest. even me guh through it" i told her breaking peice more chocolate i handed it to her. her eyes widened and she looked me up and down and i laughed holding my hands up and running them down my curles.

"a bad bitch like you?? which idiot? she asked shocked.

"trust me, Whole heap" i told her laughing. she smiled softly. for the first time today she seemed sweeter than before. she was cracking just like everybody who didnt like me at first did.

"why dem do that? she asked me sitting up as she folded her thighs indian style. i sighed shrugging my shoulders i gave her a "idk" look and she nodded.

"some of them do it just fi fuck with yuh... yuh know make yuh think seh dem nuh wahh yuh when dem obsessed with you, but dem a used some fucked up ass mind game manipulative cruel tactic fi rail yuh into dem. them think if dem give yuh less attention and ignore yuh calls or ghost yuh it will leave yuh craving them or hooked to them. like in books when authors leave clift hangers, leave you wanting more"

"them will give you a few good conversations then they just ignore you and if leave yuh thinking "me did think him did like me" then it make yuh wah ask dem why dem do that issa fucked up ass manipulative game some people like play. him nuh good fi yuh him just a try control yuh. nuh make nuh bwoy do yuh suh" i explained deeply to her. though i said it was a fucked up mind game i did that to justin all the time EXPECIALLY when we first started taking.

i was broken when we first started talking and he was chasing me he wanted me. i played that hot and cold game with him and it made him hook onto the till this day no matter how me style him him still love me. sometimes i really do feel bad for him. but somebody affi pay fi how man broke me and be littles me in the past. deep in my mind me know it nuh right but i dont care enough.

"me hate him so much, me done with him" she muttered grabbing her phone. a call came in immediatly and i sat and watched her curiously wondering what she was going to do. when she say softly "hello? in a cute baby voice i dashed my hands over my mouth holding my stomach and laughing. she shoved me and i got up going back into the kitchen. in the living room i saw two book bags on the floor and little kids playing. they must've just came home.

i shared the food into big Bowls and stocked them into the refrigerator. i needed to go take a shower and wash my hair and paint my nails because i was getting ready to get picked up by jason. he said he wanted us to go somewhere special and i knew that included a shopping spree so i was down as ever. on fridays i get a freak and on mondays i start working again. i really should just go to my room and spend the weekend to my self but who wanted to be in a yard where theres kids, people yelling, dogs cows making voises behind us dogs squeeling and the hous below me always blasting music and girls coming out of it yelling and laughing twenty four seven?

who ever was down there name was millie. i found out from how loud those girls that came to his house spoke but i never seen him once. if he leaves the house he leaves at night and i never get to see his face because he is in the car as soon as i get up to go to the balcony and look. after i finished stacking up the food i waved at francis from inside and she stood up at the glass see through door signaling me to wait. she hung up off the phone stucking it into her back pocket as she walked with me through the halls.

"A him again, bryson. him give me some excuse seh him mother dont want him fi come. him seh me a be dramatic-

"really? nuh make nuh bwoy ever tell you you being dramatic yuh nuh tell him bout him mother? i asked her and she laughed out loud. again something terrible slipped out my mouth me ago get fired eno. ima get fired because why me seh dat?

"you crazy, i have a feeling you crazy as fuck" she said. i laughed because unfortunatly its true i just have to hide it alittle. i continused down the hallway watching all the pictures that sat on the walls and i saw so many people who looked like they were born centeries ago.

"this is my family. mi grand mother weird about always keeping a picture of everyone in the family. now you see you working for some weird people" she laughed. i shook my head from side to side.

"its not weird. just surprised at how much you look like that lady" i said pointing at a picture on the wall.

"a mi mother she was nineteen" she laughed. under the picture it said lena. that was lena the lady who gave me the job. she was beautiful. as i continued up i spotted the face of a guy that looked a little familiar with me i never miss a face so i knew i seen him before. i stopped and stared at the picture and she stopped beside me.

"what? she asked. i turned towards her with slow eyes pointing my hand on the picture.

"who him? i asked curiously.

"a mi big cousin, millie. him live over there suh inna the white house to him self. him a did ten right there suh" she said giggling. i stared at it and got angry trying to remember who i saw that looked just like him? i couldnt remember.

"yuh know him? she asked me.

"no just...him look so familiar" i mumbled.

Emilio Emmerson the picture said.