nah-velle's life

nah-velle's life part 2

Chapter 6.

Neshaun was walking behind me holding my waist, constantly pressing my batty on to his piece. We were just walking when he seen the bus; man decided to run and drag me alone like a rag doll. So we were running for the bus and I took a dutty buckle, I was getting ready to feel my face connect with the cold hard ground; but to my surprise it didn't. My eyes were squeezed tightly shut. But when I opened then I found myself in my boos arms. He was looking at me quite concerned, but didn't speak until we got on the bus. I felt so shame, I could even be fucked to beep my oyster; so I just bopped on bare casj. I walked well limped to the upper deck, and sat down at the back by the right side window (my favourite seat).

Neshaun: boo are you alright

Me: kmt

Neshaun: what did I do its not my fault

He tryed hugging me but I pulled away

Me: yea it really is, you made me run for the fucking bus

I was getting kind of vex by this time so I was speaking really loud, almost shouting.

Neshaun: see this is why I haven't fucking wifey'd you, dumb moody bitch

I just starred at him, and he glared back; his now black pupils burning into me. My eye's started to sting, I knew what was coming next, tears. I tried my best to hold them in, but they still persisted to stream down my face. Neshaun just looked at me and rang the bell to get off the bus.

Me: why you stopping the bus now, we aint reached croydon

Neshaun: fuck off man, its like your trying to take man for some monkey

With that he bopped off the bus; screwing hard.

Chapter 7.

I waited for two more stops then I hopped off the bus. My eyes were red and puffy from how much I'd been crying, I was about to get my vasiline out when " all of my real friends know how di ting guh, nuh pull mi gate fi come knock pon mi window" my phone went off caller ID- jerome. Me and this boy are over close he is like my twin, everything that I am but a boy.

Me: sniff. Hello

Jerome: wahuum baby vellie

Me: nothing

Jerome: buht wait yuh ah baawl

Me: no

Jerome: stap lie

I broke down by this time.

Me: jerome come get me please

Jerome: awwh baby weh yuh deh

Me: penge high road

Jerome: wait by greggs mi ah come

He locked off the phone. I don't even know why I was so upset, its me nah-velle; I never cry over man, its just not me. But then I guess neshaun aint just any man. I was waiting by greggs for about 10mins when I see a blacked out polo pull up infront of me. Now usually I would be getting shook, but this time I knew for a fact it was Jerome. Now let me describe him for you lot. He's a straight yard man, 18, fresh off the boat, a nice caramel colour, long black coolie hair; always cainrowed by me :P. He had big brown eyes, swagger always in check and he has fresh shape ups every 2weeks.

Any way, he pulled up next to greggs and I just jumped in the car. He looked at me, and I started crying automatically, he just had this thing about him that made me not be able to hide my true emotions when I'm around him kmt. He hugged me tight, we was hugging for about 5mins and he was just kissing my forhead with his soft lips. I pulled out of his grip, then are eyes locked; I felt drawn to him, are heads got closer and closer together, until are noses were touching. As soon as I clocked what was happening, I pulled my head away fast and looked out the side window. Jerome stayed silent, started up the car then began driving.