A D'yani Fanfic.
I was so out of it that I didn't even notice when the stoplight switched from yellow to red.
Struggling to act on my fight or flight, I have no choice but to run straight into the car in front of me.
Oh fuck.
Just one of those fucki...
Hey besties! This chapter is filled with many characters, both old and new. If you need help to refresh your memory, I would reference past chapters, especially chapter eight for some support. Happy Reading 🤍
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📍Clarendon, Jamaica | Twin Palms Estate
A Few Days Later | Wed, December 25th
6:45 AM ⏰
"Andre, unuh did get everything from yessideh?" My mother bellows from across the room, her words booming from a distance.
She's hovered over the kitchen sink, scaling a large metal basin full of snapperfish.
"Mhm, Cam did handle from Monday..." I reply, switching through the channels on the living room television.
Food shopping was her forte, not mine.
"That's my girl, always prepared just like her mother-in-law!" Mummy beams from the kitchen, nodding her head in approval.
"Dis christmas is gonna be legendary, me a talk eh from now" she continues, the sound of the knife at work blends melodically with her voice.
I land on TVJ, Smile Jamaica broadcasts across the screen, Neville hits the ground running, speeding through this day's current news.
A Christmas special runs soon after, filling the house with the morning's entertainment.
Standing up from the couch, I make my way over to the island, "Wah deh pon di menu todeh mummy?"
She looks over at me, placing the knife down carefully onto the countertop.
"Everything! Once Cam tell me seh we aguh have a full house todeh, me decide seh me mek a feast me boy" she declares, washing her hands off under the pipe.
"Oxtail, curry goat, escovitch fish, fried chicken, and barbe-fry..."
Listing out the proteins on her left hand fingers, she swiftly moves to her right hand as she continues the process.
"Rice and peas, potato salad, macaroni pie, plantain, and likkle green salad"
My stomach grumbles vigorously without command, as images of the soon-to-be meal flash across my mind.
"Who a mek what?" I follow up by asking.
"A juss me, Camille, and mommy in yah today" she says, wiping her hands on a kitchen towel, "Once Cam wake, and Silvie reach, we're good to go"
"Yuh aunty Alicia seh she aguh mek wah raatid ham, but dat nah reach fi now"
I nod, sliding my phone onto the island and entering my passcode.
