Her Secrets

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 56

S K Y L A R
A few days later.

Zyer brought the kids to their grandparents house but I didn't want to go because I'm not in the mood.

I haven't seen those people in like a decade now and after what I putted their son through, ion think they are really fond of me.

They will be spending the day with them and Zyer will pick them up in the evening tomorrow.

Putting the last piece of nugget in my mouth, I slowly chew.

I'm a slow and picky eater. I can't help it.

I got up from around the island and walk to the kitchen bin where I dispose of the empty paper plate.

I wash my hands and dried it then I pick up my juice from the island with my phone.

My phone chimes just as I took it up and I look down at it. People em man: Mi soon fawud, yuh wah nothing pon eh road?.

I open my phone and click on the message. My finger hover over the keyboard as I contemplate. I type my response. Me: No thank you.

Im not too fond of him right now, by the way for the pass few days.

I brush him off and sometimes I just don't speak to him.

It's the hormones, I can't help it nor can I control it.

I have this selfish way that I slowly drift into sometimes and I try my hardest not to drift into it.

I pick up my laptop from off the center table. I sit on the couch and open it.

Okay mi need fi check out the house dem fi real.

I realized the kids like Jamaica way more than how they like America. But they are Americans so they have to just stick with it.

So I'm going to buy a house in Jamaica but not here. I'm buying one in Kingston or Ochi.

I go to the messages that my realtor sent me. When I open the message different links and pictures where displayed in our chat.

I start to look at the houses as I pick and refuse.

After looking for about fifteen minutes, two caught my attention but one is in Kingston and the other is in Ochi.

The one in Kingston is a normal three stories modern looking house while the one in Ochi is a beach house but it's residential.

Mi nuh know which one fi pick. I'll make the kids chose the one they prefer and dat mi will work wid.

I hear the garage door opening and I just know that it is Zyer.

The door opens and he step into the living room. I watch as he walk to the bedroom, tired evident on his face.

Aww my poor baby.

•••

BRIANNA

The dutty bwoy feel him can diss mi and get weh?