《The Jamaican Savage and Ratched Forever Kinda Love》'Nightmares vs Reality'
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Casidy'sPOV
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I was wide awake and soaked with sweat.
'Cowl sweat a wash mi!'
He sat beside me and held my head. He checked my temperature as he assured me that everything is alright.
"Mi deh ya wid yuh C... yuh alright!"
'Except mi nuh alright!'
I wore a purple flowery hospital gown and my hand ached from the needle they put in my vein to facilitate the drip. I felt a little bit droopy but I was conscious enough to have known what was taking place.
I stared at him with relief, holding my gaze for a half minute then grabbed him into a pretty much needed hug until reality had sunken in all I wanted to do was to kill him!
'The irony of it all,' your Highness rolled her eyes.
This time our problems were way over our heads and the biggest problem was him and his fucking whores!
'I LOST A FUCKING BABY DUE TO ONE!'
I was never gonna forgive him and that just cost the whole relationship.
Reign's POV
I was so happy to see her regain consciousness. She cried and screamed so much that the doctors had to sedate her to carry on with the procedure.
They said the miscarriage was due to stress and that with her vitals spiraling through the roof, she was at risk for hemorrhaging. So as her Fiance, I gave them the go ahead to sedate her.
'Mi cyaan lose har dawg!'
They did a suction thingy to remove all the remaining pieces in her womb. She was due alot of rest, I just covered the prescription and I had to ensure she wasn't gonna undergo any stress.
'Jah jah! Mi just a hope di supm just tek weh di memory a wa appen'
She was frightened at first that she reeled me into a tight hug.
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'Thank God thats her reaction!'
But then, the strong hold of that hug died down and she slowly pushed me away. Her face was plastered with anger and tears streamed its way down the path of her swollen cheeks.
"Jah know Casidy! Mi..." I tried to apologize but she wasn't having it.
"Reign, I have had it with you and your games and your back and forth business! My life is not a comedy show! You... NEED... to leave!" She said with the calmest tone.
I really didn't know if it was the drug in her system that had made her tone so soft and calm but I surely wasn't gonna find out!And truth be told, this was all my fault. So the least I could do was honor her wishes.
'Mi naa ask christ, she bex bad bad. A di ungle time she talk to mi inna full blown English!'
"OK!" I rose off the bed and exit the room in pursuit of the doctor.
After letting him know she was up, I walked over to the waiting area where TP was fast asleep. His head swung back behind the chair and his mouth was wide open, causing his snore to have a bubbling sound effect.
'Man all a drool to pussyclaat! Blame it on di rum di rim di rum!' I laughed to myself.
I sat right beside him and whispered," Yuh think a Kelly pussy dis yuh deh ova mek yuh mouth deh ya deh run wata fa? Man gittup!"
He jumped up so frightened that he nearly slid out of the seat. A young lady opposite to us laughed so hard she wheezed. Tp sat upright and wiped his whole face with his right hand in one go.
"He-he-heh Bossy yuh nuh easy eno!" He shook his head. "So how Bosslady? She still a sleep?"
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"No sa... she jus wake but....aaah bwoii..." I shook my head, "Seh mi fi cum out, so mi lif up!"
"Aiii ... no seh a word. Mama P pon har way and mi did link up Moms suh she goodly soon reach to!" He stood up and continued, "But in the meantime mi ago check pon har and see if she good!"
"Aaah... do dat Den nuh!"
Tp and Casidy were cool so she probably won't flip up on him. Tp was family and so I felt a whole lot better knowing he would be around her rather than her being alone... Well until the rest got here.
"Pray fimi deh nice girl!" He flashed the girl a smile while walking off.
'Wa blush she blush nuh tap ya so!'
"Yes, she betta pray mi no pop yuh bloodclaat neck!"Kelly's voice echoed the hall.
She was walking hastily towards us with Mama P to the right of her. She was in a Pj set while Mama P was well dressed, so without a doubt we know who picked up who.
"Yuh mouth is filthy likkle girl! Good thiqng wi deh a hospital so mi can beg di docta dem purge out yuh mouth!" She turned to Kelly with scorn.
"Sorry Mama P!" She apologized, looking to the left , trying to hold back the laugh.
"Good-night, where is mi pickney?" Mama P asked. "How she and di baby?"
I was silent for awhile as my face fell into my hands.
'How mi ago tell har dis ya now? Fuck!'
I slowly looked up, avoiding all eye contact.
"She lost the baby... di docta dem did affi put har to sleep and do waan suction supm fi get the remainings outta har cause she did a bleed hard and bawl... but she wake up now!"
"And If she wake up now! Wa yuh a do out here bwoii?" Mama P asked sternly.
Without even looking at her, I could tell her hands were at a kimbo and her left eyebrow was raised, 'The Strict Stand up!' Casidy and I used to joke about it all the time, especially when she got off on M&M! It was always hilarious.
'But it nuh funny now a bloodclaat!'
"She seh she nuh waan mi in deh wid har!" I hesitated with the answer.
"Mmmmmmhmmmn... a wonda why?" She asked with a sarcastically rigged voice. "Unu man now a days a nuh real man at all... Unu a likkle pissn-tail bwoi! Cause mi cyaan see wa reason coulda mek mi leave that room and out ya so a idle and chat up chat up wid skin 'Teeth Mirkle' ova deh so and mi woman just lose mi baby!?? If a even fi kotch up inna waan lilli corna... but mi! Who me??? Neva did ago cum out!"
She turned to face Tp instead. "Tj... yuh come on yaa... come show wi weh mi poor child deh!"
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AFFI BIG UP DIS READER CAUSE SHE SURELY CAME OUT STRONG PON MI!!
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I HEAR YOU BOO!
BWOII MI HAVE SOME REAL WORK FI PUT IN CAUSE MI WAAN FINISH DI BOOK BY END NOVEMBER!
ANYWAYS....
IF A ONE THING MI KNOW, MAMA P AGO SET REIGN STRAIGHT! KATCH EE HAT A LIE?!
SHE NAAVE NO FILTER MI SEH! BOUT DI BIG MAN A BWOI ...
MI KNOW UNU PROBABLY WAA TEAR OFF MI HEAD BECAUSE CASIDY LOSE THE BABY....
BUT TRUST AND BELIEVE INNA YUH AUTHOR NUH MAN...LETS SEE HOW THIS ONE PLAYS OUT!
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