《The Jamaican Savage and Ratched kinda Love》'An Even Scoreboard'
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Casidy's POV
"Mummy, come gwaan inna the bed," I whispered patting her leg. She was fast asleep with Sweet Magnolias playing on Netflix. "Yuh no see seh yuh a sleep."
"Sleep weh? Mi just a rest mi eye, but mi still a listen yuh stay deh." She answered and I just knew that would've been her response.
"Yuh mean the show a watch 'you' !" I giggled.
"Yuh stay deh think mi no hear yuh out deh a open the grill and the door fi come in!"
"So why yuh neva come help mi open up then?" I asked teasingly.
"Mi???" I knew exactly what was coming next. "After mi no know if a gunman out deh wid yuh or dat piece a stush man deh wa yuh got!" Rolling my eyes I made my way into Charity's room.
God really sent me an Angel, because my Charity was definitely one. I strolled over and pecked at her cheeks , whispering the words
'I love you' in her ears.
Showering quickly, slipping on my silk PJs, I turned the led lights on the color blue. Somehow as I laid there in the dark, staring at the lights, I was reminded about his spot as I faded away into a deep slumber.
I tugged at the sheet as the cold air made its way across my body, leaving a burning sensation in my nose. After failing to pull the sheet over my head, I opened my eyes wide, waited as the bluriness faded, only to find a little body tangled in my sheet.
"A good thing mi no sleep bad" I remarked while attempting to untangle her. It was a habit of hers to wake in the nights and join either mummy or join me. So on nights that I had my guest, I had to lock the door so she has to automatically divert to mummy's room.
I laid there for two more hours and just cuddled with my cuddle bunny, somehow with last night's event replaying in my head. The latter part that is. 'Damn the man smelt so good when I hugged him!' My inner Queen was now floating on clouds as we were lost in the mist of Chocolate essence.
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'Hmmmm... hmmmm... hmmn'
It was now minutes after 10 am and we were dressed and heading out to the supermarket. Ofcourse we took this opportunity to wear matching outfits.
We just had to snap a photo before we head out. So sitting back against the stone wall that separated us from chatty mouth Sandra, we did the famous Charity pose as mummy snapped a pic real quick.
Reversing out the drive way, " memba mi Benjamin's vanilla! If ano it, mi no want ee!" Mummy warned.
Pulling up to Champion, I quickly parked and unbuckled mini me from the car seat in the back. Clinging her to my side, I crossed over to the entrance of the supermarket.
To my surprise, there he was, the man mellowing in my head ever since last night. Instantly I could feel the nerves coming on to me as we came closer to each other. Our eyes met, He was wearing a white V neck T-shirt, a cotton Nike shorts and white long Nike socks paired with a black Nike Slide.
My subconsciousness was now singing the Opera not making the nerves any easier for me.
I was now directly 2 steps away from him and I stopped with intention of having a convo with him. Smiling nervously " Hhhhh....."
The man stared me deep in the eyes, no emotion and nod his head stepping past me.
'Wtf! Me sure him see seh a mi!' I froze on the spot, glanced around to find not even his shadow.
Embarrased, I proceeded through the secured entrance and gathered all the items I m managed to remember, got KFC and went home.
The scenario played in my head as if I was in a hell loop. How can two people wind back up as strangers after the night we had laughing and chatting away.
"Mi cyaan believe mi gud gud gyal pickney tun eediat over man fada God!" Mummy spat out. I looked at her shocked trying to make sense of her scornful look. "Yuh think mi no notice the missing rock from lastnight and now yuh deh ya a stare inna space like yuh laaasyuh damn mind to the bwoi!"
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Rock???... oh the ring! Bwoii ntn no miss fi har eye eno!
Staring down at the food infront of me, i realized i only took probably two bites from my Zinger, and the rest of the Zinger big box was completely in tact. She was right, but definitely not about the guy she thought I was lost at thought for.
"Oh! Bwoii that neva did a work out Mum and mi coulda care less... mi just a think bout a strategy fi get waan knew company fi use my company fi all dem Human Resource needs," I said trying to change the subject.
"Mmmmhmmmn" she replied not buying it at all. I started to devour the food before me and banished the thought of him from my mind. 'I don't know who the fuck him think him be! Mi can gwaan like mi no know him to!'
I spent the rest of my day on regular
programming with my mind free of all thoughts of Reign.
Reigns POV
'Jah know mi couldn't inna no bag a chattingz wid har! Mi know she probably eel cut up after all waa gwaan and thing but after wa happen lastnight, mi just cyaan afford fi prolong this yaa!'
I tried to get thoughts of her out of my head, especially after lastnight, because I couldn't even properly maths out the books lastnight. All I did was pack up and summoned Aj to bring home the bartender. It was as if she had a spell on me or something.
'That last thing mi need is a girl Friend or even a Girlfriend! Mi have bigger problems pon mi hand!'
Its been two weeks since I've seen Casidy and since then my mind couldn't stay clear of her. I felt so guilty not saying a word to her.
'Tf! A wa so bout she!'
The rain had been pouring earlier and the town wreaked of sewage water and car exhaust. Puddle seemed to be holding conferences on the road. It was a mucky mess!
Checking to see if my car bonnet was properly shut I glimpsed up and spotted a car coming my way. I could spot that car from anywhere. It was a white Corolla Altis 2018 with sliver and black Rims. Inside bore Leopard print seatings and a shinny sparkling steering wheel. 'Women and their fandangles!'
I now had the chance to apologize and clear my conscience. Flagging her down and smiling, our eyes made four and she drove right passed me. The back wheels seemed to throw a splash right at me, while the backlights blew raspberries at me.
'BOMBO- RASSCLAAT MAN!'
My chest tightened with rage as I watched her
Take her time up the lane. It wasn't the fact that I now had merky water dripping all over me that had me angry, it was the fact that despite seeing me flaging her down, she decided to drive pass as if sge has no care in the world! This must've been how she felt when I stepped pass her that day. I guess we were even now.
With that in mind, I calmed down and just made my way to Retreat Heights.
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