"wah mek me one suh salt? how mi reach yah suh? kelesi weh yah do yah suh... how mi drop mi guard and fall in love wid a murderer?" come along with kelesi to experience with her how one boy changed her life completely. This is a Jamaican novel about...
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Dessian Brown 21
"Dessi!?"
"Wah gwaan mi gee, who else Ina dis?" I asked calm as I pointed my gun at him before scanning the vehicle.
Drifting my eyes back to his now unfazed reaction I laugh.
"Yuh nuh change one bit, still think dah look deh scare nuhbodii?" I asked a rhetorical question.
"Suh a wah? Caz from mi come yah suh yuh nuh ask mi how mi do inuh." I joked as I pushed my gun up to his chest.
Watching his eyes follow the movement of my gun he then smiles before looking back at me.
"My bad mi gee, yuh jus did a distract mi wid eh gun Weh yuh ave pointed at me yuh know dem way deh?" He says sarcastically making me chuckle to myself.
"Can neva trust a soul doh? You same one teach mi dah rule deh, big up yuh self." I laughed in his face.
Hearing him hum in response I swiftly moved the gun from him chest and aimed it at his leg before letting out two shots.
"Bomboclatt!!!" He screamed out as his hands reaches down to apply pressure to his wound.
Sound like a likkle gyal.
"Doh be a bitch now, tuff it out." I slapped him across his cheek before aiming my nozzle back to the left side of his chest where the heart is located.
"Hmmm suh yuh- fake yuh death, ave mn a grieve ova yuh and l-leff yuh ooman Ina pain fi wah?? Yuh know how much mn we kill fi yuh?? Pussy mi lose mi Ute eh same day yuh dead inuh..." he trails off.
"Know wah yuh betta shoot mi next time fi kill mi caz pussy a now yah guh get eh funeral a yuh choice." He adds.
Oh??
"A mek yuh mek yuh dat? Yah tlk like anuh you set mi up, ave dem torture mi fi a year." I laughed
"W-wah?!" He asks confused.
Kmft.
"Greetings this stillz inuh, jus a pass through and mi ave a likkle message fi u and yuh likkle punk fren dem. Mi wan Monique dem time yah tmr, passport and every likkle thing she aguh need." I told him before walking off.
I wasn't worried about my back facing him since I had men surrounding the area.
"Let the fucking games begin." I whispered to myself with a small smirk displayed on my face.
