Fumble (An OBJ story)

Filler

** Nothing in this chapter adds to the story line I just wanted to write something to decrease time scales between chapters**

~~ Linnéa Yari Brown ~~
Thursday 26 November 2015
Kingston, Jamaica.

Naturally, we don't celebrate thanksgiving but every year 'don dada' runs a charity event- well he sponsors it anyways. Clive and I run it together and everyone from the gang is instructed to help. And for one day a year, I'm in charge of the gang.

"Thank you Adio" I say smiling at him.

"How yuh Princess?" He says.

"Mi alright. You?"

"Mi criss. How's America?"

"It's great but I always miss home. How come I didn't see you in August?"

"Mi was travellin' fa' don dada"

"Ooo where you go?"

"Round here. Round deya" he says.

"It's like that? Why did daddy send all yall at the same time. Devan left the day I got here and was gone all summer long" they're two of the few who receive direct instructions from my dad.

"Business. Wi expanding" he says. I was aware daddy was planning on doing it but he didn't say he'd be doing it now.

"Oh that. Thought it'd be more interesting"

"Mi at di top addi food chain so mi sittin pretty. It interesting fa' me" He says.

"I'm at the top actually"

"Mi know princess. But mi just below. 'Ow come yuh sound like a coloniser?" He asks making me laugh.

"Mi nah haffi speak like dis Adio. Mi cyan sound like di white man or mi cyan sound like di rastaman. Aree?"

"Aree" He says.

"Now where's Devan?" I ask.

"'Im be here fa di show setup"

"Alright. I'm finna get to work" I say. I put on my apron and gloves before getting behind the serving tables. This is the first part of the charity where we serve food. The second part we give out household and clothing and little essentials. Finally we have a show at the end of the night.

"Yuh addi serenity fi ya daddy" an elderly woman says as she hands me her plate.

"You think so?" I say.

"Ohhh yes. Da calm addi storm baby"

"I try. My daddy is a good man and he's not out here to hurt anybody"

"'Im take care of 'is people more dan da government ever do" by the end of the serving table, her plate is full. She grabs her own drink and I walk her to her table. I enjoy speaking to my community.

"Sorry. Hold on a second" I say. I walk across the room.

"Hey baby"

"Hi mamie" I say giving her a hug. "You know daddy doesn't like you being around here"

"Is he my saddg? 'Im yuh daddy an' mi son. Who he tink he is? Telling me what to do an' shit"

"He has good reason"

"Why? Cause 'im da baddest addi baddest? His momma badda"

"Mamie you kinda old though. How you supposed to run if something goes down?"

"Why yuh tink yuh fast lil gyal?"

"Alright seen mamie. You here to help or?"

"Mi here ta sit at di thrown of mi dynasty. Of course mi here ta help"

**
During the giveaway we gave out over $3000 dollars worth of items. My dad decided to do a second serving for dinner since lunch was a about six hours ago so the show will now be at 7:30pm.

I make my way to the secluded area where I see Popcaan, Chris Martin and Alkaline.

"Di one an' only Linnéa Brown" Alkaline says.

"Wass good Earlan?" I say.

"Ewww yuh haffi do dat?" He says.

"Yuh mams gave yuh dat name wit good reason" he stands up to hug me. I hug the others in turn.

"Why yuh always hiding from yuh cuz?" Chris says.

"Yuh nah around when mi here. Yuh nuh come round eva"

"'Im scared of yuh daddy" Popcaan says.

"Mi daddy, his uncle, is a lovely man"

"Linnéa hun" I hear an all too familiar voice say from behind me.

"Auntie Grace" I say grinning from cheek to cheek as I spin around. Beside her is konshens and he looks nervous as hell.

"Behave child. What mi name?" She says putting her arms out for me. I walk over to them to hug her.

"Spice" I say lowly.

"Hi Naya" Konshens says speaking.

"Hi Konshens" I say hugging him. After Odell and I broke up, him and I had a fling whenever I was in Jamaica until I met DeAndre. Then I introduced him to the woman he's currently with.

"Yuh look good"

"Mi livin' life" I say.

"Wi gwan bun up befo da show" Popcaan says.

"Wait for me" I say.

"Yuh bun still?" Konshens says.

"Occasionally" I say. He was the first person I ever smoked weed with.

"Umm. Yuh daddy gwan kill us if 'Im find out wi influenced yuh"

"Yall act like I can't convince my daddy otherwise. Please. Let's go"

"Yuh sayin di chance ta get quenged deh?"

"It's aight"

"Uncle Adz wan fi speak ta yuh" Spice says. Every year Vybz Kartel performs however the past two years that has been impossible considering he's been sentenced to life. Him and my dad are associates so he came round a couple of times and he became family to us quickly. So usually we communicate on fundraiser day via FaceTime.

"Yuh cwall 'im in ten an' mi back" I say as I want to go make with the boys. On my way out to the back, I pass Lemont.

"Ziggy said he be here soon an' Morgan Heritage an' Alaine here already"

"That's great. Thanks" I say smiling as I continue with the boys.

"Wow. Mi neva heard yuh talk like dat" Alkaline says.

"Like this? I can switch between both. Why everybody shocked by it?"

"Yuh roots deep inna Jamaican blood but dem deep inna America"

"Don't forget I'm Curacaoan"

"Long live Yariana" Chris says as he lights the blunt.