🥒 SUMMER BUDDY 🥒

CHAPTER 17

                        Chapter 17

                        Tiony's pov

  "Mommy, mi have mi reasons why I don't tell Chantelle or any a dem sey mi pregnant. Numba one, right now she's probably bitter against mi because she can not get pregnant, and you of all people should a realize that." I told Mommy as they all decided to argue with me about lying that Gibbanks wasn't a worthwhile father.

  I know I was only catching at straws due to the embarrassment of how they had found out, because Chantelle had read out everything good telling them about Gibbanks, yet she doesn't tell them about his physco babymadda that was pregnant for him. "Yuh excuse dem lame." Tyrone flung at mi.

"Why she nuh tell uno sey him son madda pregnant fi him right now and she bun up one girl wey him did dey wid, wid acid?" I asked them close to tears.

"She didn't tell us, but he did, and I think that is man enough of him. Several weeks he comes up here, wid umuch bag a food and yuh don't guh fi dem from him. Yuh betta get yuh priorities straight yuh here mi a tell yuh. You're carrying a child into this world, and that's not something to joke about. Bout yuh did only want some smmer buddy, well si yuh get a summer belly dey, and him sey fi remind yuh sey him did tell yuh sey every day a summer ina Jamaica." Daddy all but shouted at me.

  "Lock yuh mouth!" Mommy snapped at me, and I wish the ground would open and swallow me up to the way I felt shame.

  I went inside my shared room and lay down with one of my pillows over my head while Tyrone roared down the house with laughter. I would just like to hit Gibbanks really hard right now on his mouth. When the house was quiet, I got up and bathed, heated up my dinner, and spent two hours studying at the dining table. I felt angry at everyone except for my innocent baby growing inside of me. To how Chantelle was secretive, I wasn't expecting her to just leggo her mouth telling my parents that I couldn't be pregnant for any other man, but Gibbanks. Neva know she lives up in a mi front fi be so sure.

"Tsk, Cho!" I exclaimed lowly and forced she and everyone to the back of my mind and went to bed.

  The next evening, Mommy came home and began cleaning like a mad woman when the place just barely needed a little tidying up. I wanted to ask her what the occasion was, but I was still way up in my feelings, so I simply bathed and spread off in the freshly vacuumed couch. I heard Daddy drive in and hoped he bought enough fast food because I was extremely hungry. I heard another car driving into the yard and sat up upon seeing Daddy enter through the back door. He kissed Mommy's cheek and said something to her, and she went outside with him.

  I could literally feel Gibbanks presence before he came inside a minute after they all came and sat down in the living room. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly as he came and stood just inside the living room with his hands down in his pockets and looking at me. I wished I had chosen to wear something other than the little shorts and stretch out merina I had on, but they're one of the few sets of clothes that I actually feel comfortable in. I glanced at Tyrone, who sat smirking in the armchair, and I cut my eyes at him in vexation.

"Daddy, mi waan somn fi eat ino. Tsk." I tell my dad seriously and hissed under my breath.

"Yuh nuh si yuh man fi tell him, wey yah tell Daddy fah?" Tyrone tells and asks me.

  In a voice filled with acid, I asked him. "Yuh nuh, watch news? Yuh nuh si di new law wey past wey sey parents now responsible fi dem children until they're twenty-five years old?"

"And yah breed?" He asked.

  "A who yuh mon?!" I asked him, ready fi get dark.

He laughs and stands up, saying, "Mi a Arly bredda-in-law."