DÉJÀ VU

6|Devastated.✭

February 11th (3 days later)

Xanai Rylie Billings|18

The morning was quiet, the kind of stillness that made everything feel heavier, like the world was holding its breath. I lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling, trying to forget the dreams that had haunted me all night. But then my phone buzzed, pulling me back into reality.

I reached for it, barely awake, and saw a notification from Sade. There was no message, just a link to an Instagram post. I hesitated, my heart already beating faster, a sense of dread creeping up my spine. Something told me I wasn't going to like whatever this was.

I clicked the link, and the app opened to a video. The caption read, "Please help us bring our boys home. We need your prayers." My stomach dropped.

I didn't have to see the whole video to know what it was about. I recognized the house in the background, the same one I'd been to countless times when I was with Kyle. His parents stood there, their faces strained with a grief that was almost tangible. Mrs. Davis was crying, clutching a tissue that seemed useless against the flood of tears. Mr. Davis had one arm around her, his face set in a look of despair, his eyes red and puffy.

"Please," Mrs. Davis said, her voice breaking. "If anyone has seen Kyle and Jerome, please... we're begging you, bring them home."

 I felt a cold shiver run down my spine, a chill that settled deep in my bones. I knew why they couldn't find Kyle. Kairo had made sure of that. But Jerome? I didn't know. I didn't want to know.

And that video was 3 days ago.

My phone buzzed again. Another message from Sade.

You okay? I saw this and thought of you. I know you and Kyle's family were close...

I just stared at the screen, not knowing how to respond. Sade didn't know about Kairo, didn't know what he was capable of. She didn't know that I was carrying a secret that felt like it was going to crush me. I couldn't tell her. I couldn't tell anyone. So I just typed back, "Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks for checking on me."

But I wasn't fine, and there's absolutely nothing I could do about it. 

I picked up my phone again and scrolled through my contacts until I found Kairo's name. My thumb hovered over the call button, hesitating. I didn't want to hear what he had to say. But I had to know. Mi know wah gwaan wid Kyle, but what happened to Jerome?

I scrolled down the video to find a reel  from TVJ news that was post yesterday. I turned on the audio to hear whatever the fuck was going on.

"Brothers Kyle and Jerome Davis have been found dead under tragic circumstances. Parents' are devastated.  Shemala Pullen has the details."

"Shemala Pullen, TVJ news."

"Good evening, Jamaica. I'm here at the Kingston Central Police Station where officers have confirmed the discovery of the bodies of Kyle and Jerome Davis, two brothers who were reported missing earlier this month. The gruesome discovery was made late last night in a remote area on the outskirts of the city."

"The bodies of Kyle and Jerome Davis were discovered late last night, and authorities have since released initial details on the condition in which they were found.

Kyle Davis, the younger of the two brothers, was found with a single gunshot wound to the chest, indicating a fatal shot straight to the heart. It is believed that he may have been deceased long before the discovery of his brother's body.

Jerome Davis, on the other hand, was found in a far more disturbing state. Sources confirm that he showed signs of severe trauma, including multiple burn wounds across his body. Additionally, his throat had been slashed, suggesting a violent end.

The Kingston Central Police are treating this as a case of suspected foul play, and they are actively investigating to determine what led to these tragic deaths. Anyone with information is urged to contact the police immediately."

Not being able to stomach watching anymore, I hurriedly exited instagram and threw my phone on the bed beside me.

Oh my fucking God. What the fuck???

I picked up my phone again and scrolled through my contacts until I found Kairo's name. My thumb hovered over the call button, hesitating. I didn't want to hear what he had to say. But I had to know. Mi know wah gwaan wid Kyle, but what happened to Jerome? Did Kairo do this?

I pressed the call button and held the phone to my ear, my heart pounding so hard I thought it might burst. The line rang, and I felt like I was suffocating, like I couldn't breathe.

I don't regret anything that happened with Kyle, matter of fact, I'm grateful Kairo protected me like that. But for some reason, I just couldn't help but feel guilt.

Hey, Xanai," Kairo's voice was calm, casual, like he hadn't just turned my world upside down. "What's up?"

I didn't know how to say it. The words were stuck in my throat, but I forced them out. "Kai, Did you do something to Jerome?"

There was a long, heavy silence on the other end of the line. And then he spoke, his voice still calm, still smooth. "Why yah ask dat?"

Um thats not an answer.

"Cause mi just see two video,  mi nah talk bou Kyle right now but Jerome fuck up bad bad, Kairo a you-" he cuts me off. 

"Yeah mi kill him. A him did a text yuh and a threaten yuh fi sum yuh deeven duh."

I didn't respond, obviously taken aback. 

"Tell dem nuffi fuck wid yuh already, and dem still dweet. Lucky mi neva kill e parents too."

What. The. Fuck?

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Kairo dangerous yf😨

Anyways, unu like mi tvj sum?🤣🤣🤣🤣

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