Not everything that glistens is gold, didn't your mother tell you that growing up?✨
Born with a nothing short of a gold spoon in her mouth as the heir to one of the richest Dynasties in Jamaica, the young Ms.Carter has life set out for her. From her...
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Semaj Kaur April 19, 📍Semaj's House 1:22 p.m.
I exhale clouds of smoke, my mind feeling as if it's on another planet as Taniyah's shouting and arguing fades out.
I'm high as a kite. Pre-game fi 420.
What is she arguing about?
I have absolutely no idea. I glance at her, she's still cursing.
Swear this woman mental, because wah Taniyah have fi get up angry a cuss dung the place bout?
Throwing pieces of clothes into laundry baskets. "Mi just caah f—king stand how you stay sometimes!" She curses aggressively.
Wah she a talk bout?
"And me the f—king idiot siddung in ya a sort out clothes, but a just because mi nuh wah really hurt you!" She continues now getting up, she kicks them towards the door they slam against the door frame.
Fuck mi up fi wah? And why this likkle girl a try mash up me door?
"Why you nuh chill? Lef that and come here. Come relax."
I tell her, have sumn fi cool all a har nerves them.
"Nuh say nothing to me!" She screams in response, I quirk an eyebrow at her. "Who you a deal wid ?" My glare on her cold.
"Semaj why you change you password pan you phone and remove my Face ID?" She asks me, I stare at her as if she's lost her mind as the question slaps me with a tense feeling.
Wahm to this mad tighthole woman?
"A caah that you in ya a gwan so bout, a cuss dung the f—king place like you nave no sense." I say in disbelief.
She sick? Mental?
Nuh my rass phone? A me and Taniyah buy it?
"You remove mi Face ID offa it and change your password. All of a fucking sudden from morning your phone caah stop ring and you nah answer it ." She points out folding her arms under her breasts.
I hiss my teeth trying to think quickly of a way to deflect from where this argument is leading.
Cho shit.
"Mi a business man mi phone ago ring Taniyah, today a mi day off,so no! Mi nah answer it. Wah mi tell you this morning?" I ask her.
She rolls her eyes, "Wah me tell you?" I press, my voice slightly elevated. "That you were staying home so we could spend time together before I leave..." she mumbles.
