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As we exit the shop the people, mostly men on the plaza who were either drinking, smoking, or gambling stopped and just stared as we made our way to the road.
We were walking for a while until his phone started ringing, cutting the somewhat awkward silence.
"Eh man gyal a call him murdaa"
I don't understand how that concerns us.
''ohh...zeen...wah bou prezzi? ah code''
''Watch yah change a plans maffi circle round suh deelid sumn fawud'' he said, turning in the direction of the shop and I stood there with my hands crossed as I stared at him because he must be crazy.
Guh where? Wid who? Guh do wah? Fi wah? When my yard deh right dung desso? Crazy nblct.
''Zyra mah guh bring yuh home just fawud nuh'' he said sounding annoyed with his attention on his phone and his back still facing me.
"Kimani or torcha whatever your name is I can not and will not come with you.'' I said seriously.
''Kimani or Mani fi you mama and you can and will come with me" he turned around to look at me with a stone cold facial expression. I mean, that's how he looks most of the time.
Blank, cold and emotionless. That's most of the time though because the night of the cook out I saw him smile.. it was for like two seconds but he still smiled.
"we do dat gyally..period!"
I know I tend to be delusional at times put i'm not that delulu.
What if mi guh wid him and because him and people have things dem guh kill mi fi prove a point? nah tek shot fi a soul innuh aswr.
"Bad head fwud nuh" he said and I sighed.
I'm not going..
"Jah know..Zyra just fawud yute me'll mek sure seh yuh reach in safe. and my fada know your ppl dem eh go gov" he told me and I felt somewhat relaxed.
Oh okay then
still what if he sacrifices me for some type of ritual? dem young boy yah love talk bout obeah enuh.
"Fine..but if somehow something happen to me best believe yuh nah see eh end a it" I said and waited for him to start waling so that i could follow but instead of walking he just stood there staring at me.
swear him have a staring probmlem..haffi.
Looking away, i placed my hands into the pocket of my hoodie and stared at my toes. A chuckle left his lips and i rolled my eyes. him swear feel him a smaddy.
Making eye contact wih people was never a problem for me, neither was mantaining it but with him it's different. It's not a "i have feelings for him" different. No, it's how Imperious it is. I feel like he's luring me in with them.
His eyes were always shadowed and unyielding which seemed to devour any sorce of light. Only darkness surfaced in them which scared me
The sound of his feet hitting the ground could be heard and I followed behind him. We walked in silence to his car neither one of us wanting to say anything I presumed.
"Guh in mi soon fawud" he told me and I turned to the black MarkX 250G before turning back to him. Wait..nuh dis-
"No tblct a you almost lick mi dung" I said as soon as it clicked. This was the car that almost hit me. I marked the license plate.
