Celene's POV
Well........
Mi nuh know wah fi think rn caz mi a do the right thing and it feel terribly wrong. I'm in the car heading home. We landed and I stopped and got some things. I'm moving tmr. I can't stay in that house with everything filled with memories.
Every time I think of the balcony I hear music and smell weed. Every time I see a white mark X I remember the time he made me drive. Every time I see my bed I know he's not coming to bed after me. I see Henny and remember how much he drinks. I can't function.
He took me to the mall before I left. I got a lot of stuff there but the vibe between us was tense. He was being calm but I saw a remote inside of his Tv so I know he's pissed. All he did was comfort me though. And last night when I was trying to get the last of the what I deem the most intriguing part of my life he stopped me. I would have been absolutely fine with such a parting gift but I guess he didn't want me to have that.
I told Corneil Goodnight and headed inside. I was about to turn my lights off when I heard a knock. I walked cautiously to the door low key terrified but wishing he somehow took a flight home to tell me everything is gonna be okay and we can stay together but instead to my shock I was met with guns pointed at me.
"Hands in the air and don't move" the policeman shouted but he was very familiar.
A wah mi duh??
"Weh him deh?"
I stayed silent as one of the officers moved past me and barged into the apartment.
"Aguh ask yuh again. Weh the the bwoy deh?"
"Mi nuh know"
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I spent all night at the police station despite Trece being there to bail me out 10 mins after I arrived. Apparently 'HE' was watching the cameras enough to know what was happening and sent me help. The police were treating me like a suspect to a homicide though and wanted me to be 'thoroughly investigated'.
I answered nth. Mi sit down a look inna the man face whole night. Him cyah lick mi or him Issa dead man walking and mouth nuh frighten mi.
The night was long but finally I was released. I was so exhausted with all that was happening and my mind planted on how badly I wanted him to step through the door and tell me he wants us to work but that didn't happen at all.
It would be months..... years before life would bring us back together. By then I'll be different though.
"Girl wah really a gwan. Mi man disappear with no warning and then reappear and your man tell me fi guh bail yuh. Mi confused"
"Suh it guh when yuh jump guh deh wid ppl yuh nuh know. But mi best friend neva mek no time fi mi either suh neva have nobody fi talk to"
"Celene it more complicated than that"
"How???"
"A lot happened in my life too"
Trece's POV
Mi know from her end I look like the bad person especially here pretending not to know what's going on. But how mi fi tell har seh her man a my man boss and the kinda shit weh a tek place right under her nose.
How mi fi seh... 'yuh man almost kill mi and mek mi man bury mi inna concrete a St. E???'
How do I tell her all I wanna do is protect her and the man who loves her to his core is a mad man with a mad family and all of this is to give her a choice and a life.
Celene's POV
She just sat there not responding. Expected, so she put man ova her friend for years. Now mi life a just complete confusion. How my grandmother woulda feel fi know seh police a tek mi outta apartment and keep mi a station whole night because a the man mi guh tek up.
Mi a try find it but I can't find anything good about this. This man came into my life and tore it into tiny pieces and it doesn't make sense. I feel like everything was a lie and I knew nothing.
Ranique's POVMi cyah focus pon nth. Jah know mi medz fuck up caz she choose fi leave. Mi nuh deserve har but she nuh know that.
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This has been sitting in drafts for months. I had no clue what it wanted to write I only know about what to write in Insane. I know ended it shitty and confusing but I promise it'll make sense.
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Teen FictionI never searched for trouble, but it never fails to find me. Maybe mi just badluck or maybe mi just naah try hard enough, but mi nuh have a choice anymore it seems. Mi in love, way too deep fi fall outta it. Celene Williams never thought that once...