《The Jamaican Savage and Ratched kinda Love》The Encounter

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As I sat there in my car unable to stop this overflow of tears, my mind just revisited the past. VIP seats of the classic abuse my mother received from my sorry excuse for a father. The marks he imprinted on her face, the bruises and scars she now has from anything he could find to throw at her, the black eyes she would get for just begging him to give the bottle a break and the list goes on and on.

'Is this really the life I have now? How is it possible that I ended up with the same kind of man that I tried so hard to stay away from? Did I ignore the Red flags? Were there any to even begin with?

"Fuuuckkkk!" I yelled while holding my head. I remained there for a good 10 minutes lost in the sorrow and regret, totally unaware of anything happening around.

Thud!

I jumped at the sound of the passenger's door beside me closing. 'Shit I didnt even hit the safety locks!'

Its was now earth to Casidy when I saw Mr. Dark Chocolate sitting beside me. All I could do was look up in the mirror try to make sense of who I saw staring back.

'Never let them see you cry Casidy , the moment they see your weakness, its the end game for you!' Echoed Mummy's voice in my head.

After glimpsing the lost invulnerable girl I made out to be me, I immediately reached for the wipes I had in my Glove compartment, wiped my face. With a deep sigh I gathered my self and our eyes made four.

"Next time yuh mek sure yuh door dem lock, especially when a night cause smaddy coulda simply come in and bam! Yuh 3 points gone!" He advised, face as stern as if he was a business man conducting a board meeting.

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I could feel the attitude bubbling to make escape and yank at him... 'Easy Tigress, the man is speaking facts,' said my inner Goddess as she rolled her eyes at me. And all I could do was utter so innocently.

"Thanks, but..."

"But nut'n!" He rudely cut me off, his eyes then sofened . "Now slide ova ya so mek mi carry yuh go some weh!" And without waiting on a response, he got out, shut the door then made his way around to my side.

"What a way you brite! A come mek demands like mi know yuh!" And the attitude once under control, had erupted. " Bad enough yuh come tek seat inna mi car, but yuh come now a mek demand as if mi and yuh par long time! Betta yuh move from mi door and mek mi gwaan mi ways yer!" I hissed my teeth.

"Mi a go cut yuh some slack cause mi know yuh a hurt! Even though yuh obviously Saucy..." he paused. "No woman no deserve fi go through what you did a while ago and furthermore you are hurt and... "

What's with this man and his dramatic pauses, him think mi a pickney?

"You are not in a position to drive right now, so lets go somewhere to clear your mind and then yuh can drive home, or mi carry yuh home. You choose, but tomorrow, da pussyole deh or nobody no fi see yuh the way I just did!" I could feel the anger scorching my soul. Closing his eyes he sighed and the fire was out. Calmly he asked, "Can you allow me to drive now?"

With our eyes interlocked, I could see how genuinely concerned this man was and lost in the midst of his eyes, I felt safe and secure. I instantly wanted to go. So without saying anything, I made my way over to the passenger's seat and buckled my seat belt.

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We drove off Market street and I'm oncemore lost in the complex of a broken heart.

Reign's POV

Shit ! Mi shoulda tell the Dawg dem seh mi a step eno, but fuck it yaa. Mi no waan a bag a man a falla mi up right now.

As I glanced over to the other side where she was sitting, its like I could see the tears trickling down her cheeks even through the back of her head. She sat with her head facing the window and I don't know why, but it cut me like a knife.

I really think I should've stepped in that boys face. Even though he was well dressed and obviously a successful man, he was a boy in my eyes. Man a bad man to the core, but mi no support violence against women an children none tall!

Look how the gyal pretty dawg! And a man a try fuck up har face... Jah jah'

I turned left, entering Duke street and made my way down the stretch. Falmouth is so small, but I had the right spot in mind. I made a right turn at the intersection and reached the hospital gate when I noticed a car behind me.

I slowed down and gave way for the car to pass because I didn't want anyone seeing where I would pull off the road. The car slowed down as if shadowing my every move. So I double checked to see if she had her seatbelt on and sped up to test my theory, to my surprise, it sped off too.

A weh di bomboclaat a gwaan ya so? Look like mi affi go mek a duppy inna the night ya!

WHATS ABOUT TO HAPPEN GUYS?

MI NERVOUS!!!!

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