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𝗙𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗗𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗟𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿, 𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗲 𝟯𝗿𝗱
𝟭𝟭:𝟱𝟬 𝗮.𝗺.
As I rewatched Brielle's story, I clenched my jaw and hissed my teeth. I tried checking her location once more and the pins were scattered over the laptop screen. She posted a video after 12 this morning and there was a man's voice in the background.
She posted a boomerang of her with a man walking and holding hands. The post that followed that, they having a little too much fun. She was bent over, whining on him and he slapped her ass while she wore a thong bikini with a see-through cover-up.
All now mi cya know a who and mi nuh wah assume seh a the youth deh. Every video just a piss me the fuck off even more.
Clicking off the story, I refreshed her page and saw that she posted again. Immediately clicking on it, I clenched my hand around the phone when they were kissing. They both had on ski masks and he dipped his head, kissing her breasts before taking off her mask.
She laughed and he pulled down one of her bra straps, sucking on her breasts. I couldn't see that part because his head blocked it. She moaned, looking at the phone before covering her face.
"Tae, stop now." She laughed and he kissed his way back up to her lips.
Tae? Who di bomboclaat name suh?
I went to copy the link to download it but the video immediately disappeared. I angrily flung the phone across the room just as the door opened. Kayomi walked in with a KFC bag and a grocery bag.
"The fuck yuh take suh long?" I asked, glaring at her.
"Doh talk to me like that," She said, frowning.
"Mi ask yuh weh di fuck yuh guh do make yuh take suh long," I repeated with clenched teeth.
"Sum'n mi guh buy fi full yuh fucking gut," She snapped.
I kissed my teeth and she shut the door. She walked over to where I was and pushed the KFC bag along with my car keys at me. Shaking my bead, I watched as she walked into the room and slammed the door shut. I reached for the KFC bag and took out one of the boxes, opening it.
KFC fi fucking breakfast. Fuss me a see dem fuckery yah. Like she couldn't just gah supermarket from early and cook sum'n sensible.
Reaching for my personal phone, I unlocked it and went to WhatsApp. I called Kayomi and she answered after a few seconds. Typical.
"Come here," I said, softly.
"Weh yuh want, Stephen? Yuh hear how yuh deal wid me because me just go get sum'n fi we eat?" She asked, sounding defeated.
