Incognito Book 2

56 - Rest

JAYDA'S POV

He pushes me a few times. "Jay wake up now man"

I groan and throw my arm over my face. "No. Caleb mi tired."

He shoves me again. "Mi nah trouble yuh nuh more man. But normally yuh wake from six."

Him nuh see say di doll fuck out?

I try to rub the sleep from my eyes. "Wah time now?"

"Almost seven." he replies.

I'm sure my eyes are bloodshot red. "Today is Saturday. Mi must can sleep in this one morning."

Panic sounds in his voice "So how the baby dem ago eat breakfast?"

Really now?

People dis a di same man weh did a dead fi breed me up enuh.

"Caleb if me did dead how dem would a eat?"

He hisses his teeth. "Nuh speak no death over yuh life man. Use a different what if"

"Alright what if me left yuh and yuh have full custody how dem woulda eat?" I say instead.

Not pleased with my choice of words he gets up from the bed. "Yuh ever want chat fuckery. No lef nuh inna dis. Yuh think a little bit a money mi pay mi obeah man fi tie yuh."

I lay back down. "Yuh and yuh obeah man alright."

He nudges me again. "Yuh really nah make no breakfast?"

It look like water inna mi mouth so when mi a talk him nah hear. "No. N-O. Noooo."

"Yuh serious?" He confirms.

"Mi sure yuh nuh have fin or yuh hand dem nuh lef up inna Christine."

I can hear the frustration in his voice. "Weh mi fi feed dem den?"

Then yuh see me dying trial.

Out fi tell him make hungry kill everybody but a true mi baby dem innocent.

I rattle off suggestions. "I dont know Caleb. Feed dem some porridge, or make eggs, pancakes, Sumn. Nuff food inna the kitchen."

"Cereal dem ago nyam. bout porridge. He mumbles. "Nuh know why yuh bruk dem inna dis porridge business."

I fan him off. "Do whatever. You guys must can survive if mi sleep in one morning."

"Ahh babe. Get some rest. I got this." He says confidently.

We will see.

He kisses me on my forehead, pulls the blanket over my body and leaves the room.

Thank yuh God. Peace and quiet.

I pull my leg up and drift right back to sleep.

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"Mommmiiieee."

"Dad is mom sick?"

"Mommy wake up."

"How is mom sleeping and we're up."

"Daddy. I wake up mommy now?"

The voices of the kids fill the once quiet bedroom.

"No." Caleb whisper yells. "Mommy tired, make mommy sleep."

"Wul a unuh come out." he starts running them out of the room.

I get up and throw my legs over the side of the bed. Mi know mi nah go can go back go sleep after this.