"Comm check...
Testing, one... two...
Kwes Boaz speaking.
...you a hear me?
Ah. You ever wake up and feel like something's...missing? That's my life. Seven years after. Now I'm back, but nothing's the way I left it. Not even me.
Amnija happened righ...
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"Put on back your drawz," I spoke with no hesitation. She was sliding them down to mid-thigh when my words hit. Her whole body froze.
Jah.
It felt like the whole world did too.
"W-hy?" Gabriel's brows lowered as her lips fell open, embarrassment settling in. "I- I thought you wanted this..."
"Mi just nah meds," I admitted.
Nijaa had my head f**d up.
"So..." she looked away and shook her head. Now looking back at me. "A-Are you serious right now?"
"This... whole thing just cya work. Mi just... nah meds right now. Deh equation yah only make sense with Nijaa," I sighed, watching her slowly unravel before my eyes. "Not with you. And if mi continue... this only aguh hurt yuh more than my words right now."
Look how yuh bruck eh girl heart.
"W-why? W-wah mi do?" her words were scrambling in her head. I could tell by the way her eyes were dilating.
"Yuh do what any woman would do when a man calls her out on sup'm weh appear like a date. A that a unuh nature fi be a temptress. I shouldn't have called you," I muttered. "I was just... hurt and you were the first person I thought of. I just wanted someone to chill with."
"Appear like a date?" her voice trembling.
I glanced at her, then looked away.
"You thought it was a date date?" I raise my brows.
"Yes... it clearly was... just me and you... a truck, with a set up," she named them.
"Yeah... I mean clearly, me calling you gave you the wrong idea. Truth is, I only wanted the company... to feed my ego."
"So she cheated and you wanted to hurt her back?"
I shook my head, frustration burning in my chest. "We nah talk bout her right now. Me just a tell yuh... this cya work."
"Hmm. Okay," she rolled her eyes.
"Mi don't even know how we end up yasso," I hissed, yanking my Gucci belt tight.
Her lips pressed into a straight line. She looked completely lost, chest heaving, sweat beading on her face despite the cool night breeze.
