《The Jamaican Savage and Ratched kinda Love》'The Starting of it All'
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Casidy's POV
'A di fuss mi eva nyam so fast!'
After we finished eating, I went to take a shower. As I got dressed, I called Mummy on speaker phone to check how they were getting on.
"Wa yaa call mi fa? A wa? Yuh vacation cut short?" Miss fiesty answered, as if a simple 'hello' wouldn't do .
"Goodnight to you too Miss Paulette!" I answered. "Wapm? Mi cyaan call mi own mada now?"
"Yes, but dem time ya yuh fi a ..." I didn't even wanna hear the rest so I cut her off.
"Seh bet mi hang up ee phone! Mummy no bada wid e!" I swore if she continued I would.
"Woiiiie! If a laugh, a pop inna two!" She always found my reaction to these topics amusing. It was her second favourite topic of all time (Charity being her first ofcourse). But I could not talk to my mother about my freak Streak. Never!
'A Wonda if a she yuh get it from?' My subconsciousness asked.
'Aye! Yuh gone too far deh so man!' I dismissed the very thought of it.
"Mummy, wa Charity up to?" I tried to change the topic. Just then Reign walked in the room. I signalled him to stay silent until I came off the call, by pressing my index finger on my pouted lips.
"She gone up the road gone buy icecream wid Cliff."
"A who Dat? Mama P!" The sellout yelled. He stared at me cockily.
"Oiii mi son! Mi affi go bake a special Corn cake fi yuh eno mi bwoi !" She sounded extremely happy. "One wid waan wol heap a flux pon di top sa! Yuh score big mi yute!"
'Why dis sound like dem been a talk bout mi so?'
"Aye, no seh a word Mama P!" He winked at me then entered the bathroom.
'Yuh likkle fucka! Damn sellout'
"Alright Miss Casidy, don't let me keep you any longer. Mi want waan lilli bwoii fi wol pon the right ya now!" She said hanging up in my ears.
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'Stay deh wait!'
"C yuh deh pon Birth Control?" Reign asked, putting tooth paste on his tooth brush, he was no doubt eavesdropping on the rest of the conversation.
'Seriously?'
"Den a now when di baby form yuh a ask?" I joked. His face lit up like a christmas tree."A joke! Yeah mi deh pon it Mr. Reign!"
He looked a little disappointed but said, "Alright, mi wi tell yuh when mi waan mek baby Cloud so yuh can tap tek dem!" He laughed and went back into the bathroom.
'Den what away you prime! Look at you too !'
He spoke as if it was his decision 'only' to make. Besides, this is way too early fi a have baby convo, it hasn't even been a full day yet! And I had in a Copper T IUD, not that he needed to know, but I was set for another seven years.
'Mek him gwaan think a pill mi a tek!'
"By the way!" I said running into the bathroom. "The fuck Reign? Mi no tell yuh fi shhhhhh... Yuh neva affi mek she know yet eno!"
He stopped brushing, spat and said "Mama P a real Genna, mi cyaan hear her pon phone and no hail har, yuh know that to!" He laughed and I punched him.
"Yuh hand light and easy fi lif up?" He said playful. "Seh bet mi wol yuh dung in ya? Just gwaan go put on supm mek wi drive go some weh!"
"Wa mek yuh neva tell mi fi carry proper gouting clothes sar. Mi neva plan fi go no weh eno! Plus yuh need fi tell mi wa yuh did seh yuh go tell mi. Look how long wi done eat? Mi naa go no weh!"
"Bo-claat man Casidy, a so yuh go always stubborn? Jah jah! Just go pull on one a mi shorts suit nuh! Yuh know yuh done look good inna dem aready... wi naa go no weh fancy, just go chill den wi go close up the bar... PLEASE!" He continued brushing.
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'Yeah bwoi, have manners and seh please!' My subconciousness is such a tease.
It was a pleasure to raid his closet. And he was definitely right too! I do look extremely good in his clothes! So, I happily scanned through and got the perfect black sweat suit.
"Eeeeyyy... yuh got the curves inna waist!" I sang whinning in the mirror.
"Pretty face , yuh a mad dem bomboclaat fi days!" He said grabbing onto my ass. His grip tightened as he bit his lips with his head over my shoulder.
'Naa tell no lie! Wi look damn good togedda!' Her majesty said bopping her eyelashes. 'Now mi see wa mek di gyal dem waan bruk yuh claat!'
I watched him dress, only to undress him with my eyes slowly.
'Bwoii ave a piece a tan up ya! Mi naa lie, him noice baaaaad!'
"Yuh ready fi step?" He asked.
"Longtime!" I made my way out of the room, while he followed.
Reign's POV
I had to hurriedly switch my phone to silent. I just got in on Casidy and surprisingly 'mi really no waan fuck it up!'
From the very night at Wallace's party, its as if I had no interests in other women. I've been with a few that probably fear me right now, because all I did was fuck them ruthlessly to the thought of them not being her.
'Jah, jah! Neva know mi capable a da feeling ya!'
And its not even about sex, even though she's a nymphomaniac and I love it! C is just cut from a different cloth, she's not about the money or fame. She has all the qualities of a good woman and she gets me. Its a whole vibe with Casidy... goofy and all!
"Wol dis!" I threw the keys at her. "Drive!" She caught it and smirked. In no time we were at 'my thinking place.'
'Eyyy C drive yuh fuck! Gyal look good a rev out the car like a real G!'
For the first time ever, I was so nervous! I had to tell her and I just wanted it over and done with! So sitting in the car as the sea breeze whistled through the night, I just spoke.
"C, da place ya wol nuff sentimental value fi mi!" She held my hands and stared innocently at me. "Lemmie start from the very beginning!"
Suddenly, all the steps to acquire true calm, came to mind. I followed them just as I did back in England whenever I had a melt down.
"My Mother, Jacynth White, moved to Kingston for work at the age of 18 years old. She had no family there, but moved in hopes that she could work and be able to support her sick mother and little sister who was then attending high school."
'Dis harda dan mi tink!' I thought, let out a sigh, then continued.
"Their father died when my mother was 5 and her sister Sandrene was 1. So their mother struggled to raise them right here in falmouth. But she fell ill after my mother started high school and was diagnosed with Cervical Cancer."
"Oh my!" She said with rhe purest of hearts. C wore her heart on her sleeves and thats why she was always being taken advantage of.
"Anyways, my mother had to drop out of school and work with this rich family mobay, just so she could get proper healthcare for her mother and allow her sister to continue attending school."
'Deep breaths... in ..... out.... in.... out!'
"The bills were piling up and her sister was now in first form at high school so she ventured to Kingston to work for a richer family, upon recommendations from her employers in mobay. Now this is when things started going down hill."
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Hello my lovelies! 😘😘😘😘😘😘
How day one of the relationship a go?
Lemmie see all those who a for this relationship, unu check in ya so!
And all those who are against the relationship, unu check in right here same way!
Will they last???🤔🤔🤔
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A MI ALONE A GET EMOTIONAL OVER REIGN'S STORY SO FAR?
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