Hang Out

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Aiden Amair Wright
Caymans Housing Scheme 📌
5:02 P.M

Friday November 10,202*

"Good evening." I greet Melissa and her husband as they walk through the front door.

"Evening," they greet back as they start to discard their bags and shoes.

"wah come play some ball wid me roun a field," her husband offered.

"No, mi good, Kevin ago send mi wah mi need fi complete fi him bring in fi mi" I semi lied.

After returning Saturday, my mom and grandma came over, and we decided it was best that I take some time off school. On Monday, my mom went to the school and worked out an alternative for me to stay home for two weeks at most.

Yesterday, my mother said that Viper came to let her know himself that everything was okay and that we didn't need to disappear.

And him also seh, him wah see yuh.

Yeah, that too, but I don't plan on going back home or to school for now.

Nile and Luke are not really "happy" with me, especially Nile.

He felt betrayed as when he was going through some dangerous stuff, he still felt the need to lean on me as his brother.

Yuh just selfish.

Savannah has not responded to any of my messages from Saturday either. Can believe this girl guh face to face wid Viper and Marcus.

Mad bloodclattt gyal.

Thankfully Kevin a keep mi up to date, she won back her head girl title and she even thanked me when they announced it.

She thanked the whole group, but okay, Mr. Delulu.

Kiss me teeth.

"No need to lie," he laughed.

"memba seh yuh friend fada a fawud wid fi yuh so it gov," he reminded me.

Oh yeah, completely fi get bout dat.

"yuh pack yet?" Melissa asked.

"Yeah, I did from yesterday when you told me to," I told her.

"Okay mah guh mek sumn fi yuh eat so just guh shower and wateva" she walked off towards their shared room.

"You gov?" Miles (Melissa's husband) questioned like he did every day.

"yuh bruises and such, seem like dem a come on?" he continued.

He tried to be somewhat of a father figure, but he came off more as a brother.

Nobody cah beat Mr. McCartney when it comes to being a father figure for us.

True.

Speaking of, I need to text Majia and see how he's doing. Man did serious when him seh him done wid mi.

Deven a please call me, mi get.

"Yeah, dem a come on, mi nuh innah nuh wole eep a pain again and mi stop tek the painkiller dem from bout Tuesday ish," I replied.

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