《The Jamaican Savage and Ratched kinda Love》Flashback
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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!
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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.
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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.
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