𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐧. [𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆]

•𝟎𝟑𝟒

Mountain View, Kingston📍
Friday, June 22
1:54p.m.

• 𝐒 𝐀 𝐃 𝐈 𝐄 •

"Imani. Me and yuh know mwee sail dhiss fuck ova desso without no apology. Who the fuck this!?" I ask Dragga, holding his phone in my hand, ready to fling it across the room.

After me and this man dehh yah good, good lay dung, mih here notification pop up, only fih hear voice-note start play wid gyal a chatt bohh she miss. So mih drag the phone from him.

To blutclaat, ihh betta mih neyy go look pahh nuhn.

"Chiney—"

"Dragga, nuhh call mih bomboclaat name aa guhh suck yuh madda. Bredda after yuh tell me say yuh done widd dhiss, bro, you promised." My voice breaks.

"Sad—" I back away from his touch.

"Dohh fucking touch me. We done." I sail the phone across the room with all my might and leave the room.

Bro. Think a likkle bit a bun dhiss pussyole gimmih? But me did a say no, we did young so me make it slide. A mean, we still young now, but we more mature.

He promised that he'd change. And look at this? A promise is a comfort to a fool.

"B, a joke, a joke!" I look up the top of the stairs to see him running come down. "Bredda, me cyah even show yuh cause yuh mash up the phone." He chuckles. "A Mali mih make send the message dem and the voice note...memba the likkle edyat voice changing sumn wah him can do, a dat. Call him pahh yuh phone, me next phone upstairs." Looking at him suspiciously, I call Mali.

"Yahh say?" Dah likkle bwaii yah no have no manners.

"A you did a text Dragga fih true?" He starts laughing. "Unnuh a affi battyman." I hiss, relieved.

"See yuh make mad woman mash up me phone." Dragga chuckles.

"Who? A you did wahh pull prank." Mali laughs. "Fucka yuh."

"Suck yuh mah uute." Dragga laughs.

"Suck back Mavis. You and yuh yam head oman come offa me phone." Mali hangs up laughing.

I look at Dragga and hiss.

"Have a great mind fist yuh innah yuh gut." He laughs. "I'm sorry about your phone though. And for telling you about your mother." I apologize.