《The Jamaican Savage and Ratched kinda Love》Flashback
Advertisement
Casidy's POV
Its 6 pm on the dot and I am stuck in traffic at Greenwood. 'Ughh!' Normally there's no hold up there, well not since the checkpoint operation was no longer a mist, so there must be an accident or event nearby thats causing a blockade.
"Den watch dissa eediat ya a over tek mi like him no see seh up deh so block up!" I shouted in annoyance while pressing my horn for what seemed like the 100th time.
''Mi deven see why mi a mek noise cause ano like dem go magically free up!" Hissing my teeth I turned my song up loud. "Mi might as
Well get comfy yaa cause e look like mi affi go sleep ya so tonight" I exaggerated.
Anybody that knows me, knows that once music is on, I'm good. So on I went vibing to my playlist of songs from all different genres until, finally! The traffic has started to free up.
Reaching up to Father Bull I saw that there was a huge crowd surrounding with what looked like parts of vehicles on the side of the road. But to be honest, to how much I wanted to reach home, I didn't even stop to check. Glancing at the clock, it was now 7:15 pm and I was to bathe, eat, put my 'Cuddle Bunny' to sleep, find something to wear, apply makeup, fix my hair ( yuh know the wol works) and meet Miguel in back in Falmouth for celebration by 9 pm.
"Cho... mi naa go bother go inna falmouth before yaa. It ago tek up too much time."
Passing the turn off to Falmouth I floored the gas and made my merry way to Coral Springs. After going through security I drove straight up to my lot. After switching off in the drive way, I saw my bundle of sunshine literally climbing the grill!
Advertisement
Shoot, the icecream!
It was our tradition on Fridays to have a tiny bit of icecream after dinner. Luckily had a little left from last friday.
'Mi go affi pull off the two cup trick ya now.' Reeks my subconscious, a well known trick mothers use whenever there isn't enough to share.
Taking my heels out the car, I struggled with my folders, handbag and backpack, using my elbows to shut the door and pressing the lock button an the keys. Mummy already took Charity off the grill and opened it so i just walked right in, dropped everything in the sofa and ran straight to the bathroom. 'Yup! I am that kinda person.'
"One a these days yuh ago come an di grill go lock an yuh affi go stand up an piss up yuh self out deh! Watch ee sweet joke!" Mummy smirked.
"Yuh neva did go stand up and watch yuh good good daughter piss up, fi yuh neighba Sandra and har minion dem go tek it mek headlines!" I giggled while watching her facial expression transformed completely.
"Ol' dutty crawsis!' She scorned.
Drying my hands with the piece of paper towel, there was Charity, sprinting right towards me. I quickly tucked away the soggy paper on my pockets while i stooped reaching out to grab her. "Hey mama!" I shouted squeezing her while showering little kisses all over her plumpy cheeks.
She giggled so much that I had to stop for her to gasp some air. This little girl here is my heart, soul, sanity, pride, joy... wheeewwwww lets just settle with 'My Everything'.
She was dressed in her LOL Doll aqua and pink PJ shorts set, her pink silk bonnet ( Oh yes! We had matching ones) and her pink fluffy bed slippers. I had only a few minutes to let her have icecream and get her ready for bed.
Advertisement
We were now at the table with 'both' of our cups with icecream. Charity was already devouring hers and I had to sell the idea that i was too. The 'Yummy' , 'Nice' and 'Delicious' seemed to do the trick.
After brushing her teeth, tucking her in and her favourite bedtime story, it was time to get down to business.
I showered and just grabbed something simple, a gray tights suit and my fluffy slippers. A little mascara, lip color and ya girl was good to go! It was now 9 pm and I wasn't even out the door yet.
Paul walker had nothing on me as I made my way into Falmouth.
Pulling up to the plaza, I spotted Miguel's car, parked and headed upstairs to the bar. Without even entering I could tell they already had started celebrating from just how much noise they were making. Miguel was now sporting his 'tipsy' voice.
"I Now Present to you Mrs. Henlon!" Shouted Allan while bowing as if he was announcing the arrival of royalty. Playing along I twirled.
'Cho... gi way fi magla! Purrr!!!' My inner Queen smirked while making a kitty scratch.
Miguel took my hands and kissed it then took me over to a stool by the counter were a 6 men were. I just order a sorrel beer and left the liquor to them because I knew I would have to play chauffeur tonight.
30 mins into the Celebration and they were getting a little too loud for my taste, so I decided to play a round of pool and let the men be men.
Placing my token on the table, I took a stick and started to chalk up. 'Hope I still got the skills!'
It was my last chance to strike a 7's on this player and I was so focused on the shot ahead. I viewed all angles of the shot just so I wouldn't mess up. 'I think I've got it now!'
Bending forward (ass up and chest down) I positioned myself to make the shot, only to feel a sudden drag that made me tips the ball.
What the fuck!
"You can't be bending over like that with all the guys staring at your ass!" Miguel the 'Furious' exclaimed.
"Relax! How else can I play pool? Right now you may have just cost me my whole game!" I said flashing him off without even turning to face him.
His hand gripped me oncemore and before I knew it I was facing him.
Smack!
I was so lucky I decided to wear my seatbelt tonight because this man had definitely lost his mind.
"Smaddy a follow wi so brace yuh self eno!" Mr. Bossy said. I'm sure my blood pressured rose. We were approaching a street light so I glimpsed back at the car behind us.
'
License plate ... wa that GG?'
"Stop! Mi know a who!" I screamed, realizing it was Miguel. He slowed down and pulled over, and so did Miguel.
"Then a who coulda deh tail yuh inna dem time a di night ?" His eyebrows raised and his jaws clenched.
"Mig... the same guy from the bar," I stuttered, not knowing what to do.
"Alright, stay ya so! Mi wi deal wid it!" As he opened the door, he removed something from his waist and my unconsciousness fainted.
***** HOW AM I DOING SO FAR?*****
UNU TALK TO MI MAN!
REMEMBER TO VOTE BY CLICKING THE STAR BELOW AND DROP A COMMENT SO I CAN GET YOUR FEEDBACK. WHETHER GOOD OR BAD!
Advertisement
- In Serial15 Chapters
Orion’s Last Words
A small company of a very particular trade is commissioned by an enigmatic rebel leader. The promising business opportunity takes an unexpected course and the company members unknowingly become involved in a much bigger and darker plan, which puts their hearts and souls to the test. How far down the path of intrigue and cruelty are they willing to go to get what they want the most?
8 174 - In Serial62 Chapters
Threads
A legendary landmass long since believed lost to the world reappears in the seas of the island nation of Annitou, setting off a frantic race by the surrounding governments to acquire its allegedly powerful secrets. From every corner of the map comes settlers, merchants, pirates, and the strongest enforcers of each country's sovereignty: the Agents, individuals with unique, sometimes seemingly divine talents which can rival the power of even an army. However on the lawless frontier of the newly rediscovered island of Jinchi, national loyalties and personal ambition are put to the real test. Threads follows the interconnected stories of individuals from all strata of this world, from the lowly in-training cadets, to the mighty and seemingly invincible generals, to the otherwise innocuous and 'powerless' civilians. Each person holds a piece of the puzzle- but nobody can say how it will ultimately be put together.
8 140 - In Serial8 Chapters
Under the Veil
""""Do you wish for a new world?"""Hiraku Himura hates humanity. Pretentious and disillusioned, he escapes from the dying world through books, and relieves his daily stress through savage violence. Modern society judges him as scum, and he does the same. But despite his self-indulgent rampage, he is only one struggling human, in a world of seven billion.The abnormality he desires never appears, and the event that shakes his world never happens.The world will not change for him.So for Hiraku, the answer to that question is obvious.If the world will not change, he'll cross over to another one.---Cover art by Mogumo
8 115 - In Serial28 Chapters
Rise of the Cheat Potion Maker, a Cultivation LitRPG saga #1
In a blink, I found myself in an unknown land, greeted by the textbox of an unfriendly system. It wanted me to become a great hero, save the world, win the love of the people and all that crap. But this new world already had a hero. Why should I bust my ass, deal with dragons and the unknown, for people I didn't know? Let him deal with that. It's his job! So instead of being tempted by the system's nonsense, I chose a simple class. Potion maker. I wasn't interested in cultivating mana and defying the heavens, courting death, none of that crap. Unfortunately, the town I spawned near was suffering crippling inflation, merchants and people were leaving, and they themselves lacked high-demand businesses. The town would soon be going under.Not if I have anything to say about it. But will it be that easy to escape fate...? Novel contains: Strong MC in a slice of life environment, dungeon diving, boss battles, cultivation and elements, mana/magic, mc exclusive system but it doesn't do the work for him, treasures, adventurers, slow world building, build-up, features that will not be introduced all at once (upgrades so on), actual good loot at the end of very powerful bosses, romance(no harem). As characters develop throughout the series, issues and emotions and even the mc may find himself in a corner or two. A story of an upcoming potion shopkeeper and his apprentices. Building an S-ranked Potion Shop is easier said than done... Current schedule:3-6 times a week- Mon, Wed, Fri.Daily chapter on Patreon. [All chapters are 3k words or more. As of this update 8/11/22, book 1 has been professionally edited by my editor and is now available on Amazon:https://mybook.to/PotionMaker. 103k words. Book 2 is in progress and chapters are uploaded daily Patreon.] The final version of the cover will be an anime cover, but will not be uploaded to RR. You may see it on my facebook/twitter page. Volume 1: https://mybook.to/PotionMaker [Audiobook is currently searching for narrator as of 8/12/2022.]
8 162 - In Serial25 Chapters
Fandom X Baby/Child Reader Onshots! (CLOSED)
⚠️REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!⚠️Here you can request a oneshot of a baby or child reader with any fandom!Ranked #249 in Fandoms 5/11/18
8 146 - In Serial27 Chapters
Diary Of An Archaeologist - Wattys 2019 Non-fiction Winner
As a little girl I loved Indiana Jones, not Harrison Ford, no, Indy. I dreamed about one day exploring ancient temples just like him. Now, as an adult, many say I am a real life Indiana Jones. I'm an archaeologist with a masters degree in Cultural Heritage who works in museums and goes to excavations. I've seen the temples, held the skulls, encountered the creeps who only want the treasure, and yes, IT BELONGS IN A MUSEUM. But I'm not Indy, I'm no hero, no finder of priceless treasures; I'm just one person in a team of amazing experts who's job it is to try and uncover the truth about our past.And these are my stories.🎖2019 Watty Award winner Non-fiction🎖#1 in autobiography 11-09-2019
8 193