"Whats wrong with you?" She asked.
Leaning back in my chair I allowed the smoke to exit through my nose. Mi nuh know
"Your sick Ai'janie!" She yelled walking away. Mi know
Dec 24 Ai'janie's secrete House Red Hills Kingston🇯🇲📍
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Ai'janie Johnson's pov|19
Popping the bottle of hennessy I poured some on the ground before drinking some.
"Happy birthday twin." I whispered looking up at the blue sky.
If you told six year old me that I would be living thirteen years of life without my other half only being an illusion I maybe would have cried or told you about your mother.
But now its fucked up.
"Why the fuck yuh neva run wid mi Zayvier!" I yelled drinking more of my hennessy. This was my third bottle.
"Because I was scared! You could have helped me." He said making me stop drinking.
"Bredda mi deh pull yuh an yuh let guh stop like a some fucking edoit. Yuh know how tramuatizing it is fi see yuh other half get a head shot? Yuh think mi coulda sleep a night? Just because a you Zayvier yuh should a fucking run!" I shouted before drink some more of my hennessy.
Man a go off.
Him a piss mi off. Every fucking year him do this.
Every year I would come here just to drink and have an argument with the illusion of my twin.
Then I would visit his grave, then come back here and sleep until I feel like I wanna go home.
Its always a sad day at home and I don't wanna be there because everybody go deh ask mi if mi alright and mommy she go deh bawl and celebrate and then I can't stay there because every minute somebody go deh bring up a memory of Zayvier.
"Mi did fraid Janie!" He yelled
"So why the fuck yuh stop? Yuh ave sense dunce. Bredda stop chat to mi man." I said hissing my teeth before drinking the rest of the hennessy in the bottle.
