Its My Life : Chapter 8

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I Opened The Door Slowly And Poked My Head Into The House. It Was Silent. I Walked Into The Front Room. It Was Really Messy, Plates And Cups Every Where And The Music Stuff Was Still There. My Mum Was Sitting On The Sofa, A Bottle Of Jamaican Rum In Her Hand, No Cup.

"Sit Down." She Said Calmly, Whilst Taking Talking A Long Gulp Of The Rum. She Was Drinking It Like It Was Water! I Slowly Walked Over To The Other Arm Chair, Still Holding My Shoe. I Was Too Scared To Sit Next To Her, I Was Afraid Of What She Might Do.

"I Just Got Off The Phone With Your Grandma, The One Who Lives In Jamaica. Your Gunna Go And Live With Her For A Couple Months.." She Said And Took Another Sip. That Was The Only Thing I'd Ever Heard Her Say With A British Accent... That Made Me Even More Shook, But Hell No Was I Going To Live In Jamaica!

"WHATT! IM NOT GOING TO LIVE IN JAMAICA!" I Jumped To My Feet. I Instantly Sat Back Down Quick Time When My Mum Slowly Turnt Her Head To Look At Me. Shit, Her Face Was Red With Anger....

"Now Listen Here Likkle Gyal, I Don't Give One Shit Weh Yuh Tink! Yuh Gonna Go Live Wid Yur Granny. An Im Nat A'vin Dis Conversation Agen." She Stood Up And Walked In The Kitchen.

"I Dont Care! Im Not Going!... Im Not Going!.." I Said Muttering To Myself. I Ran Upstairs And Slammed The Door Shut! NOOO WAYY! I Grabbed My Suitcase From Unda Neath My Bed And Opened My Drawers. I Took Everything Out And Stuffed Them Into The Case. I Was Kidding Myself Thinking My Whole Life Would Be Able To Fit Into One Suitcase. I Found 2 Big Oversized Bags Lying Around And Put More Stuff In There, One Had All My Shoes. I Zipped Up My Suitcase And Flung Two Of My Best Jackets Over The Side. I Also Took The Laptop ... MWAHAHAHA! I Snuck Down The Stairs, Mum Was Still In The Kitchen, Cussin. I Quietly Opened The Door And Stepped Out Into The Cold Night.

I Didn't Really Have An Ideaa Of Where I Might Go, I Just Knew I Couldn't Move To Jamaica. Don't Get Me Wrong I Love My Country But When It Came To My Grandma, You Cant Mess With Her. I Knew That If I Lived With Her I Would Have No Freedom, No Life. I Got To The Bus Stop And Say Down. It Was Freezing And I Looked Like I Was A Runaway From An Abusive Family: Broken Foot In A Cast, A Suitcase, 2 BIGGG Bags And 2 Jackets On Top Of The Case. I Weren't Even That Bothered. I Got Out My Phone And Began Texting Jasmine:

Oii! Is It Ite If I Sleep Over Yours Tonight?

Ma Marj Try Say I Got 2 Live In 'Maica !

I Jus Pack Mi Tings And Left Da House. At Bus Stop Now.

- Love 'Lishaaa!

Tha Bus Came And I Struggled To Get On The Bus. And I Defiantly Couldn't Go Upstairs Wiv All This Shit! I Put All My Tings On Top Of That Lil Place For Them And Sat At The Back Of The Bus. Some Next Old Man Came And Sat Next To Me, He Stank Of ESSSS! (Shit) I Got Up And Opened The Window, Im Not One To Complain. My Phone Started Vibrating. Jasmine Texted Me Back:

HAAA! das peak!

sure u can sleep ova, 4 as lng as u lik,

you no u dont have 2 ask!

- JaSmInE xXxX

I Smiled. Then The Old Hobo Next To Me Asked For The Time. I Started Gagging! His Breath Stank, Smelt Like He Was Smoking Broccoli! Ewww!

"Umm, 5am." I Said, Tryin To Cover My Nose Without Making It Bait. He Nodded And Got Off At The Next Stop. Woiii!

About 10 mins Later My Stop Came And Grabbed My Stuff And Got Off. Jasmine Lived On A Close In Sum Next Areaa. I Always Saw Bare Man Jammin On Her Road At Stuff, Even At This Time.

I Got To Her House And Rang The Door Bell. Swear Down This Girl Made Me Wait Like 5 Mins Outside In The Cold.. No Liee! Only Later Did She Feel Like Opening The Door.

"Wagwarn." She Said Casually.

"Oi! Didn't You Hear Me Ring Thaa Door Bell Ages Ago..?" I Was Pissed Of Mehnn! She Just Ignored Me So I Pushed Past Her And Took My Tings To Her Room. I Was Walking Past The Bathroom When Jerome Opened The Door, Steam Flooded Out. He Stood There, With Just A Towel Wrapped Round His Lower Section. He Body Was Banging!

"Kool 'Lishaa" He Said. His Voice Was Deep As Hell. It Broke When He Was In Year 7!

"Hi, Yuh Aritee." I Smiled At His Body...

"Ye Im Kool, 'Cept From When Yur Marj Kicked Us Out The House.. HAHA!" He Grinned.

"Ahh Don't Watch That, She Try Tell Me I Have Too Live In Jamaica!"

":O HAAHA! So What Yuh Ran Away From Home..?" He Asked

"Mmm. Yea.." I Sighed And Looked At My Bags.

"Ite Good Luck With That Then, I Gone To Bed." And He Walked Off To His Room. Then I Went In Jasmine's Room. I Was Proper Tired So I Just Had A Quick Shower And Put On Some Of Jasmine's P'Jay's (I Didn't Bother Bringing Mine..) And Went To Sleep.

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