"Stop touch me nuh bredda !"
A gasp escapes my lips as he grips my neck and pull me to him
"Weh me tell yuh bout calling me bredda humbrey "
"Zaheer just Leggo offa me before me scream in yha !"
The blood the blood the blood and tha likkle handi...
First off I know I've been a bad girl but come on unno cwa double the votes n comments 😞? Nah ask fi much inno caz mi no like beg
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I walked Rachel out of The Oasis, the evening air filled with Kingston's vibrant nightlife. Dancehall music drifted from nearby bars, mingling with the hum of conversation.
Marcus left us earlier on some excuse about his job however telling us to continue , I wasn't stupid I know what the old piece a shit a try play but just a gwaan hold 'em composure .
As we strolled across the street, I spotted Khyra walking in the opposite direction. My heart skipped a beat. What was she doing here?
I'd try texting and calling her however she hadn't answered either .
"Rachel, excuse me for a minute," I said, already moving towards Khyra.
"Zaheer, where are you going?" Rachel called out, her voice tinged with concern.
Doh question me gyal
I didn't respond, my focus on Khyra. About half way over to her she look up and saw me and swiftly turned around walking fast to get away .
Coulda swear the devil himself dah chase har
"Khyra, wait!" I shouted, quickening my pace.
Fi such a short midget she move fast yf
She kept walking, her long strides eating up the distance. I caught up to her, grasping her arm.
"Khyra, listen to me," I pleaded.
She spun around, eyes blazing. "What's to explain, Zaheer? I saw the pictures."
"Those pictures aren't what they seem," I began not even knowing which picture she talking about
But Khyra wouldn't let me finish. "You're with another girl, Zaheer. That's all I need to know."
Her voice rose, attracting passersby as she looks behind me I glance back seeing Rachel there , totally forgotted About her .
"Khyra, please understand it's no-..," I tried again.
"Leave me alone, Zaheer!" she spat, snatching her arm away.
I watched, frustrated, as she stormed off.
FUCk!!!!!
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