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📍HAMBANI ESTATES, KINGSTON 6
Z A R A
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If somebody fi ask mi fi name one thing Sash take serious.
I'd say, nothing.
Glimpsing at her, I see her still laughing, her eyes focused in the ceiling. "A 10 o' clock now enuh, yuh feel say the old foot dem start dugu dugu yet?"
Gir-
"Sash don't bother put dat inna my head right now," I say using my wipes to remove my makeup.
Today was Mama's wedding in Negril at a romantic cave. They extended the date so it's just two days before Nickoi's 21st birthday. It was great, but the drive was very long to go and come back, so me and bookie are tired.
"But a fi reallllll! Dem even know the good position dem? Or a missionary alone dem know?"
"Missionary a good position weh yuh mean?"I blush, getting flashbacks.
One thing wid Nicki son him a guh stare inna mi eye.
As he should!
She fans me off playfully and say. "Girl that a fi old people."
Then she laughs. "Yuh fart if Mama know how fi bruck bud—"
"Ehem," I cut her off.
We laugh.
Then after a while we fall in silence. I get the makeup off completely now doing my skincare routine. A thought comes to me.
"Sash wah happ'm that night?" It always bothered me but for some reason, I just left it alone.
"Which night?"
Watch har a gwaan like she nuh know.
"The night dem jump Gavin," I remind her, staring blankly. If a one thing with Sash she aguh drag things unnecessarily.
She laughs. "Nuhn never happ'm. A wah yaw talk bout?"
"Why you a lie?" I narrow my eyes, seeing behind her bullshit.
"Bout wah?" she continues to laugh. Why she a try fi annoy me?
I stare steadily.
"Why you a be slow right now?" I raise an eyebrow, she seems guilty, looking at everything but me.
"Zara mi just did a hold a vibe," she breathes out frustratedly.
But a wah this God?
"Wul a vibe and yuh clearly get drugs out?" My voice dry.
She's in silence.
"Yes."
Wah she mean by yes?
"Him rape you?" Is my next question. She shakes her head no before she begins to explain what happened.
"Him gimme one ecstasy sweetie and we did a cuddle and kiss but as soon as we fi do nutt'n, a gunshot we hear and mi come out a the car. A never nuh rape or nutt'n, a mi ex eno."
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