"Jordan" I screamed as I saw him trying to hold on for life
I grabbed the sheet from the bed as I tried to put pressure on the bullet wound in his chest
How dis happen
I tried using my foot to hold the sheet in place as I stretched for the landline
Shan
I dialed Shan and told her that Jordan was shot and that he needed her...dis damn gyal hung up b4 I could finish explaining all that happened
"Wa mi aguh do tpc"
"Jordan get up nuh bombohole, mi cya manage dis"
He tried talking but instead of words only blood escaped his lips
"Shh, nobada talk Shan aguh come help yuh" I said hoping she would come cz mi couldn't manage dis
With tears running down my cheek uncontrollably I tried to pray again as I held onto his bloody hand
"Yo Fada jus mek him live fimi him nuh deserve fi guh like dis, him a wah yute mi a beg yuh plz, mi a beg yuh God" I felt his grip on my hand slowly releasing
No
"Pussyhole nuh dead pan mi or mi wi kill yuh" I shouted and I felt his grip bk barely holding onto my hand
I fell to the ground still putting pressure on the wound
Then the door flew open
Shan, thank God
Shan came in with two of her friends from the hospital and they grabbed him and lifted him to the bed.
"We will sort e out" one of the men said, he was old- ish so e seem like him know wah him a do and look likkle asian-mexican ish
Mi cya manage dis nuh more, mi jus feel like...I can't even feel anything, I got up and went to the balcony and sat on the chair as I looked out
"Jus prove yuh self again to mi Fada and help out e juvi" I begged as I looked up to God
Then I felt someone's hand on my shoulder, I turned around and saw Shantina
Without saying anything she hugged me and I tried my best to hold bk the tears "him aguh alr bbz" she said softly
"Weh a bring him go do a surgery first though cz him get shot bad" she added
"Mek mi eva buk dah receptionist gyal deh" I said as a tear escaped from the bundle in my eyes
She didn't bother to respond as she held on to me tightly.
"Dem a bring him go up a di Hospital" she said I tried escaping her embrace but she held me tight
"Stay him aguh mek e, cz if dat bitch nuh dead yet him nah bada" she added as she finally released me and sat next to me
Bbc.... Alex deh a farrin and him pickney deh ya get shot up... Unda MY WATCH but how tf him a fi him son an suh coward..
"Neika" Shan said as she touched my shoulder
"Shantina, mi can explain e to yuh" I began
"It's okay, whatever it is, whenever the time is right I will know"
I sighed as I looked up to the heavens
The sounds of Jordan coughing came from the room and shan quickly released me and I rushed inside
"Ma'am we will bring him over to the office to conduct a surgery to remove the bullet" the mixed Asian doctor said
I looked at Jordan and his body was still bloody, A muss lie dem a lie to mi cause him look like him dead already
I nodded and they rushed out with him
I fell to the ground as I stared at his blood on the bed, the floor and the drops on the floor towards the door
***
Mitchell's Private Hospital
"Miss Morgan, you can come inside now" a doctor came out and said
I got up and walked inside the room where Jordan was strapped up to a machine laying there looking as lifeless as possible
"Yo a wah type a fkry dis unuh neva seh him aguh mek e " I said angrily as a tear left my eye
Why tf mi a bawl bawl suh
"Miss Morgan please calm now" one of the doctors said and I saw Shantina made eye contact with him and he quickly apologized
Cz who tf him a tell fi calm
"C'mre Neiks" Shantina said as she led me out the room back to the waiting room
"Neika sit down" she began
"Nuh bada wid e fkry Shantina, cz why him nah talk? Why him look worst dan how him look when him did lie down a bleed out pan mi?"
"He is in a coma we manage fi help save him life, wi neva realize how bad him get hit the bullet miss him heart my less than a millimeter but it damage most a the other areas and even tho you may not realize a neva one shot him get" she continued as she stared into my eyes
And hearing this didn't faze me... revenge time now. Jus feel numb mek mi call Alex cz a hell aguh raise ina dis
I sat in the chair as Shan went bk inside and dialed his number
Calling 📞.....
Alex // Horsebreed🍆💦
"Neika, how tf mi son get shot up dung deh?"he answered
How him know suh quick
"Bumbo calm dung, cz mnk either"
"Pussy nuh tell mi fi fking calm a mi pickney wi a talk bout"
"Rasshole a revenge mi a talk bout"
He remained quiet for a while
"Alex!" I called to check if he was still on the phone
"Bbc Neiks mi cocky tiff yf"
Like bbc father like son
"Focus bumbohole, and ma guh need some new machine, so do wa yah fi do"
"Oh an yuh pickney ina wah coma" I said b4 hanging up
I saw him calling bk and I ignored the call as I got up to leave
I got into the car and closed the door, I adjusted the seat and checked the rear view mirror and my eyes made four with Alex
Bumbopussybumboraasclat
"Yuh nuh see mi a call yuh" he said grabbing my throat from behind the seat
"Youth leggo mi cz a could a neva badness ya push and ya nuh mi mn...cz is like yuh nuh hear seh mi done wid yuh species" I said knowing that dis mn more heartless than mi but mi cya mek him know seh mi know dat
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RomanceThis is a Jamaican story of how Shantina struggles to find love and during the process some unexpected things cause her to question her sexuality and to wonder if love is really for her or if she is to be forever betrayed by those she loves. Contai...
