🥒 SUMMER BUDDY 🥒

🗣 CHAPTER 3 🗣

Chapter 3

Tiony's pov

Everyone got up late that morning. It was Chantelle's morning to make breakfast, but she had gone home with her man after the dance. None of my cousins made any effort to do it, so Aunt Palsy started to quarrel. "Mummy, yuh miserable still ino. Yuh know sey wi go a dance last night and everybody tired, wha mek yuh affi get up and a cuss?" Mattic says and asks her.

"Did I send anybody anywhere? Di whole a uno nuh big people? Nuh badda mek mi start in yah dis mawnin' eh yer!" Aunty Palsy was loud and grating to my ears.

I went to the kitchen and groaned at the four large bundles of freshly trimmed callaloo. With a deep sigh, I got to work stripping and cutting them up finely. I seasoned the chicken liver and wondered why she hadn't seasoned it up and allowed it to marinate from the night before. When I finished cooking, I served Aunty Palsy and Uncle Earl, and then I shared a large portion for myself and went out back to eat. The breeze was refreshing, and I climbed into the hammock once I had done eating.

When I woke up in the late afternoon, I saw Chantelle busy in the kitchen. I wonder why she doesn't live with her man when she's the main woman in his life. Their relationship was strange, and she must either trust him a hundred percent or didn't let whatever he does with other women bother her. Inside the room I share with Steffon and Shinel, both of them were sorting through clothes for their evening wear and discussing highlights of the dance. I really want to ask them when they are planning on washing their dirty clothes, which were frownzying up the room. They both lack tidyness, and it made me uncomfortable.

"Girl, I don't care who him dey wid, a ride off him cocky mek him groan like a bitch. Mi nuh want him, when I leave here I'm done with him." Steffon tells Shinel, who then makes a horrible gawking sound and suck in both her cheeks.

Steffon splurted out a laugh and smacked her lightly on her rump, saying, "Likkle germs, mi nuh suck him, yuh bright eeh."

I guess I will never understand how they just have sex with any man they meet so casually. It wasn't that I was any saint, but I don't think I'll ever be so bold. I took out my comb and proceeded to comb my hair in an up do, I wasn't going past the gate, so a simple black calf length tights and a half the shoulder multicolored top would suffice for the evening. I placed my black flat slippers near the doorway and went out to eat dinner with the family in the spacious dining room. Chantae, the youngest who's an adopted daughter of Uncle Earl and Aunty Palsy from a dear friend who had past, walked in front of us, wineing her little bum.

"Kakafart! Dis yah one yah ready fi tek man." Shinel says lowly.

Nastily Steffon states. "Shi tecking man a'ready, di brown taxi driver wey mi tell yuh sey mi woulda fuck a him a grind har."

I wanted to tell them to mind she hears them, but it was too late as Chantae paused in her steps and turned around. She glared at us, then rolled her eyes before walking off into the dining room with a huff. Her face had an angry scowl etched on it throughout dinner, and I felt bad that she had been angered by other relatives who were presently staying in her house. She's fifteen, and I'm sure Chantelle must be aware of what her younger sister is up to. After all, nothing goes unnoticed by her man unless no one had chosen to tell her. I wasn't going to get into their business, Chantae is a sensible young miss and knows that she isn't of age to be indulging in sexual activities.

"Natty, a come fi carry mi guh buy ice-cream later, who a come?" Chantelle says and asks as we wash the dishes and tidy the kitchen.

Steffon, Shinel, and Chantae all answered. "Me!" Promptly and then all eyes were staring at me.