•Chapter 43•

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Kingston, Jamaica||Monday||12:15 A.M

Tanoi Cunningham

"But if yuh mada name deh pon it dat mean you and Chinna a siblings" Beck states.

I gave him a look, he's been reading it over as much as I have.

"Shhhh", I had my hand on my forehead as I sat on the floor, "don't.....just don't".

I was genuinely sick to my stomach with this entire thing.

None a this cyaah real.

A must some misunderstanding or sumn.

Why mi take so long fi open the damn envelope in the first place?!.

Fucking hell!.

We were at Marcia's house, I've only been here twice in my entire life. She's always at our house so I've never been over here more than two times.

English used to come here often though.

God, why would you take him?.

He was everything to me, I still need him.

I don't know what I'm going to do without him here.

He deserved a better life.

He deserved every good thing in life, he deserved all good things.

Now there's only two of us left, that's not fair.

"So why Ruel allow you and Chinna to date even though him know this?" Vinny questions as well.

He took the paper from Beck to read it over again.

We all kept rereading it.

There was no way.

"But you and Chinna couldn't be siblings because him and English a the same age" Tracey points out, "that would be impossible".

"Yes, a true" Beck nods, "a just Brandon and him wuda be siblings".

"So this is why Jonathan hates my family, Mommy and Dad raised Brandon together, but Brandon looked exactly like my father so how any a this make sense?", I'm trying to wrap my head around all this.

"None of it makes sense for real" Beck chimes in.

I rub my forehead stressfully, I realized I tend to do that a lot, mostly in very stressful situations.

This was definitely a very stressful situation, nothing made sense and my father kept saying to wait a little bit.

He can't give me a straight answer, he's just busy doing things.

He said he'd need me for something but hasn't given me anything to do, other than sit and worry about what the heck this DNA means.

"Are you hungry though?" Vinny asks me, "I know you haven't eaten in a couple of hours".

"I don't think I could eat right now" I answer honestly, "I'm too overwhelmed and disgusted".

"But you need to eat something Hun"  Tracey says patting my hand, "remember you need your strength".

I nod in understanding, however, I knew I couldn't eat anything with my current state.

Marcia's house was very welcoming, you could feel the warmth in every room you walked into. It reminded me of her, she was always the soft and welcoming lady, she took care of us when she didn't have to.

She had one daughter, who was already an adult.

She's brought her to the house a couple of times over the years, we weren't friends like that, but she was cool, she has kids now if I'm not wrong and she's an Accountant, I don't remember but Marcia only had one child.

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