After being denied employment at the summer job for which she had been employed for two summers, Twenty year old Tiony Tomlinson decided to go with her two cousins to the country. Hoping the time away from home will ease her mind away from the thoug...
For some reason, I felt like Gibbanks was cheating on me, and I told my mother how I felt. "Don't pay dat nuh mind, mek him tired out him back pon whosoever and keep yuh front tight. Yuh caan stop man from cheat nuh care how nice you are, but yuh can mek certain sey yuh have him heart." She tells me, and I pushed my worries aside and focused on our sons.
I guess I should feel like a queen not having to work while my man takes care of me, but there is more to life than sitting at home as a glorified housewife. Every day, I searched for online jobs until I was fully employed in two very legit ones. Ensuring me and my son's future is secured by saving is my main objective, and I continue to not use any of the money Gibbanks transfers into my account. Arlem was a big help to me as he willingly fetched things for me and came and whispered in my ear like I taught him to if his brother awakes during one of my responding to a customer's query.
I work during the week days when no one else was home, it worked well for me without my family even knowing that I was working online. I couldn't bother with the questions and I refused to not work as Gibbanks wanted me to. I can work online and still take care of my baby with ease and Arlem was a good boy who plays with his toys, or on his tablet quietly. Prepping dinner as soon as my parents and brother leaves helps me to balance my time and have dinner almost ready by the time everyone gets home. Washing in the nights or early mornings also helps me and no one knew that I was working and earning a substantial amount of money.
Gibbanks came to visit and his phone was on aeroplane mode all throughout. I removed the pad from under me when he left the Monday morning and had a good cry in my bathroom. We fought quietly inside my room when he came up the following weekend and I asked him to either take his phone off of aeroplane mode or leave. I did not back down when he gave me several painful slaps after I took it off when he was asleep and several missed calls and text messages came in on his phone from different women. I roiled up in his chest with my hairbrush and fuck him across his face hard several times.
His phone began ringing again with Celecia calling and I swiped it and answered it. "Yuh need fi go a yuh fucking yard and don't come back yah! Cause about dozen different 'oman a call yuh phone why yuh affi put it pon aeroplane mode any time yuh dey here." I say loudly holding the phone away from me.
I sent it flying at him as he came towards me and he caught it and swiped it off. "Mi a business man and yuh should a glad me a put mi phone pon aeroplane mode fi have a peaceful time wid yuh, yuh a fucking a badda mi nerves!" He says angrily.
Where he had slapped me on my ass and thighs were stinging and I forced myself not to cry from the pain. His phone began ringing again and he swiped it off and turned it off. He packed up Arlem things, got ready and left. My mother asked me if something had happened between us and I told her that his women were calling his phone and I told him to go to them. I berated myself for jumping to conclusions without knowing if he was truly cheating and was stressed out for two full weeks. In the back of my mind, I felt like if he truly loved me and wasn't cheating then he wouldn't have left like he did.
I swear I thought relationships was about reasoning out things, but he was clearly vexed that I had found out about the women calling him to hit me. He came and apologize to me and we fought worser than the first time inside my room when I refused to have sex with him. "You a mek mi do yuh somn ino." He tells me and walks out through the back door when Tyrone came and was looking at us in the kitchen late that night.
I got a one bedroom shared house to rent and moved out one day when no one was home. I blocked Gibbanks number and decided to just move on with my life, but he came by the clinic three weeks later when I took Artyon for check-up. I didn't want the embarrassment so I left with him and told me to drop me off at the taxi stand. His eyes were like steel as he asked for directions to my new home and we ended up spending hours on the roadside as I refused to make him take me home and he refused to allow me to go. My phone was wrung out of my hands when I threatened to call the police and I give in when he took Artyon out of my arms and told me that if I stepped out of the car he was going to file for custody.
He refused to hand over my phone and began packing Artyon's things. "Mi caan badda wid dis wid yuh ino." I told him quietly not wanting to attract any attention from the other tenants.
"Start bloodclaate pack and nuh mek mi affi start gwane bad in yah, a dat me a tell yuh!" He says aloud.
After packing two bags of clothes with no intention of going anywhere with him, he angrily took up the bag with Artyon's things and carried our son and the bag out to his car. I was afraid to go outside as I know the other tenants must realize that something was going on. I took up my bag of things and we went out into the car after he locked up my room. He drove straight to his home in Montego Bay only stopping to buy food for both of us. I carried Artyon inside and sat down with him on the couch. I had a terrible headache and did not say anything as he answered my father on my phone and inform him of where I and my son was.
He drove the truck to work the following morning and André drove his car out in the afternoon and brought home Arlem. I could only sigh when he came late in the night with Jevaughn and the truck filled with my furnitures and other things. I pushed the bedroom door closed as him, and his brother and cousin carry my furnitures inside the next bedroom. In the morning after he left for work, I saw that all my other stuffs were packed inside the living room and I went about organizing them properly in the room where my furnitures were. There was no sign of the double bed that had been in there the day before and Arlem's toys were packed haphazardly inside the closet.
I signed in to work after half prepping dinner, and heat up and ate a box with a big steam fish, with okras, carrots, corn and steamed bammy. I wondered about the may different boxes of foods inside the refrigerator and the big dish of KFC chickens. His cupboards were fully stocked and cases of juices piled high in the small open space near the door to the washroom. I worked throughout the day, then started on dinner immediately after I shut down my laptop and put it away. He did not need to know that I have a job, much less two.
He carried Artyon away over to his mother's house when he came home and proceeded to clean out his refrigerator. André and Jevaughn came and collected all the boxes of foods and he placed a large foiled wrap parcel inside it before carrying in several bags of groceries and packing them away. A large case of pampers was placed inside his bedroom and a tin of lactogen baby feeding and a tin of honey and wheat cereal on the kitchen counter. A bag with a range of women personal items were placed on his bed and he shared himself a plate of food from the pots and ate before going outside to speak to a building contractor who came to him.
His mother carried Artyon and Arlem over at dusk while he was busy making up my bed inside the room. "Tiony, wha happen?" She asks.
"Nutn." I answered and she sat down on the couch beside me with Artyon clutched in her arms.
She bounced me and pointed her mouth at Gibbanks who came inside the living room looking for something. I made a face and rolled my eyes at his back and she laughs soundlessly. Artyon began to get miserable and I took him and breastfeed him with Arlem leaning on my knees. I pulled him to the side and hugged him as he was seemingly jealous of the attention his brother was getting. His grandmother chuckles,then got up and left. Arlem took her place beside me on the couch and I ask him if he had eaten dinner already. Gibbanks called him, bathed him, and gave him a plate of food and a cup of drinks. He then watched cartoons until he fell asleep and I got up and wiped off Artyon and got him ready for bed.
Gibbanks slept with Arlem inside the room while I slept in his room with my baby. An array of ground food was packed inside the cupboard that had a criss cross open design door and some outside where two coal stove was set up at the back. Through the kitchen window I saw his Dad and André cleaning and seasoning up chicken and I smile that afternoon when my parents and brother arrived.
To be continued...
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