Not My Type 3: Alternate World

61. Razed

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(I didn't proofread)

📍HYATT ZIVA, ROSE HALL
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"Alrickkkk mi pregnanttttt!" I shout quickly, hoping that will stop him when he raise his gun.

He already pulled the trigger.

I scream out.

He aimed it at Eric.

The tourists crowding the pool area let out collective screams as they rush to safety. Securities are alerted.

The gun sticks. He's so angry. He quickly checks it, about to aim again.

I push him.

"Gina don't make me box yuh dung!" he growls.

"Box har nuh," Eric speaks coldly. "Watch how you a talk to her."

Ooop.

Rick glares at him. "Don't tell me how fi talk to me woman!" he shoves Eric.

"Which woman?" Eric shoves him back.

"Stopppp!" I shout.

Rick breathes.

"How far along?" I'm assuming he's talking about my pregnancy.

"I dunno...I just found out," I answer. Eric pisses him off when he says.

"Wasteman."

Rick clicks the gun and walk up into Eric again. "Sure know say if mi flick yuh bat Nick would a deh pan my side."

"I said stopppp!" I pull Rick's arm.

Even though he moves towards me, his eyes fixed on Eric. "Make sure say yuh never touch man property yer mah tell yuh!" He points at him in rage.

My cheeks flushes when Eric smirks.

Jesus Savior...

Rick's finger slightly pressing the trigger.

I pull his shirt, he turns to me.

"We didn't do anything," I lie, he's trying to read me.

"Word," Eric adds.

He isn't helping right now..

"You have sup'm fi say? Say it!" Rick's voice erupts, slicing through the silence.

"Rick it's unfair that you want to cheat and the moment you see me with a man who was there for me when my man clearly wasn't you want to get angry!" I'm so aggravated.

"You sleep with him?" he's looking down at me coldly.

"No!" I get defensive. "Him just help me!" I start crying to seem believable.

Seeming pleased he goes on to say.

"And if mi did know that no man couldn't violate. Matter a fact tell me a who violate yuh!" Rick's voice steely.