The Sequel to Burns&Bruises
Embark on a poignant journey with Maleek Montique, once a baby now a man shaped by a traumatic past. Thirteen book years post the Burns & Bruises saga, witness the evolution of the once tiny baby into a formidable figure...
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Saturday, April 12th 8:23 am 📍AC Hotel, Kingston
𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝙿𝙾𝚅
Why should I walk into THE Marriott Hotel or whatever they call it and have to wipe down the tables myself?
Eyelash batting, I stand at the table furthest away from the crowd keenly watching as a worker wipes away the crumbs left by the nasty asshole who sat here.
"Thank you," I say with a little bit of attitude.
Mi irritated bad mon, majority of the seats are taken by people who clearly are just here for pictures.
Nobody no look serious or if they are here to conduct some type of business.
I gather my hair to the back of my head, fixing it into a low bun before retrieving my things from my bag.
Javel is coming here for us to do our weekly recap of school work and our own little issues with life.
CAPEs are around the corner and who scared and worried like me?
It's just unbelievable that in a matter of weeks, I will be done with high school forever and looking to go to nursing school.
Javel walks in, her bag clutched to her side and hands cupped around her phone as her thumbs drum against the screen.
I stand smiling wide and bright with my hands parted waiting for her to walk into my embrace.
Weh duh, she now mek she a skin up har face?
Too much has been going on and God see and know all I want is a peaceful day today.
No negativity
No arguments
No back and forth with a hoe that will never be on my level
Just peace.
I encase my hands around her. "Weh duh, yuh?"
She hisses and steps out of my hold, pulling out a chair before taking a seat.
Her brows cling together, a look of disgust and nuisance on her face.
