《The Jamaican Savage and Ratched Forever Kinda Love》'As a Certified Yamhead!'
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Casidy's POV
"A swear mi nuh know why yuh decide fi carry mi pickney come bun up inna di sun ....Cho!" I laughed walking over to the gazebo that Kelly was sitting by.
"Gyal tap ee noise. Di pickney cyaan lock up inna AC all a har life! She need fi come ketch likkle a wi colla to! Yuh tink a foreign she deh!" She said while fanning me off.
Charity was having a blast in the sand, building sandcastles with another little girl and an older boy who was around 14/15.Their giggles and screams lifted my spirit so much, I just took a moment to watch.
For the past 3 months that Reign had been gone, Charity's been mostly at home with Mummy. We haven't been able to take her out, other than to run errands, so I was thankful Kelly did that. After-all, that's what Aunties are for!
"Come ya gyal.... nuh look yet eno... but watch red and white shorts ova deh so!" She gestured with her hands. "Mi seh bwoi stay good essi!"
"Hear ya to nuh, how yuh a look man and yuh have TP?" I teased.
I slowly turned my head to see who she was talking.
"Mi seh nuh look yet! Lawd Gawd!" She yanked at my top. "Yaa fi mek it look so rass obvious gyal! Cho!"
'Dramatic much? The guy wasn't even looking our direction!'
"Leggo offa mi and mine yuh tear mi blouse man ..." I laughed so hard at her extraness.
"It dis fi pap off.... cause mi know know a wa kinda wol heap a clothes dis yuh come a beach innna!" She said with disgust, eyeing me from top to bottom after removing her oversized shades. If eyes could've ever burnt by just staring, then I'd definitely be nursing 2nd degree burns right now.
She was in her white bikini that had 'wife' written in silver on the butt, which was quite hilarious because 'that' She was not. Her braids were up in a bun and her loop earrings dangled in the gentle breeze that blew.
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"Miss... nuh work mi a come from and stop off??? Wa yuh did think mi did go come inna ??? Bikini?"
"Dat ano no excuse! Nuh work yuh did deh when him did pick yuh up and gi yuh the american express cyaad fi come buy bikini? Yuh coulda well an stop and buy one wid di cyaad cause yuh still have it!" She argued. "Yuh go mek di man run lef yuh wid ntn and yuh max out it bax..."
"Jesas Kelly!" I tried to hush her while looking if anyone heard what she said. " Yuh go mek everybody know mi business!"
'Mi shame! Shame on kill mi!' My subconsciousness chanted in Queenie's voice. Kelly's words sunk in and I felt so bad!
"Yuh chat to much man!" I said aggressively. I was so in my feelings that it came out worst than I had intended.
I turned and sat on one of the benches and took my work flats off,flexing my feet and toes, after a long day on them.
"Hush man! Mi neva mean it no way, yuh know how mi stay arready..." She apologized.
I knew she was being herself but Reign was too much of a touchy feely topic for me.
"Girl mi just ... mi nuh know! When it come on to him... di baby.... da topic deh... mi just waan roll and bawl! God know!" I confessed, trying hard not to start spurring tears.
"Girl mi know... mi know!" She said rubbing my back. "But yuh know wi affi go talk bout it ya now though!"
I really didn't want to but , I know Kelly. She was gonna talk about it anyways.
"Yuh see when yuh really love someone, and mi mean real real 'LOVE'.... girl, mi naa ask christ... yuh ago go through some moments like these!" She advised "It might not be the exact scenario fi everybody, but its always gonna be a bit similar!"
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She held my hands while we both watched Charity under the dim light of sunset. It's was a picture perfect moment. A great scenery with the comfort and warmth feeling you get by having a friend next to you, the cool sea breeze Dancing on our bodies....
"Now mek mi tell yuh this ya now... As a real 'Yamhead'..." She said with the straightest face ever that had me crackling so hard. "No... mi affi tell yuh this as a yam head, cause a nuff woman ago tell yuh seh yuh right fi run weh di bwoi ...and how much yuh fi move on and yawdi-yaw.... But! Yuh si me? Me naa go tell yuh dat! Especially after... tho-rough-ly doing my investigations and mi know seh a you did wrong! ME, CYAAN TELL YOU DAT!"
'SWEAR!'
"YES CASIDY! MMMMHMMMN ... YUH DID WRONG! Yuh shoulda neva approach the situation like that.... worse how yuh did pregnant!" She rubbed it in. "But wa? Not because yuh did wrong mean seh yuh fi sidung and sulk all di days a yuh life and mek di boat lef yuh deh galang a chuku! No mi love!"
"I know, but.." I tried to explain, but she just wasn't having any excuse punch through.
"No buts baby! Sometimes yuh affi put yuh pride aside and 'APOLOGIZE'... cause mi and yuh both know seh waan simple apology go a long way.... So apologize and go after yuh man! Cyaan mek a gyal like mawga crawny body Jade grab him up!"
What she was saying was facts, but just the way she said it, I really had to laugh. Kelly was the queen of gestures.
'Bawn comedian! But anyways' I tried to contain the laughter and focused on her words of wisdom.
"No joke... So apologize and go after yuh man!" She nodded. "Now fi a man like Reign, yuh affi mek sure yuh cut dung fi yuh shame tree low low, cause mi and yuh know yuh man dark an fool an ignorant 'baaad', no lie... all 'you' good fi stomach him.... But dats besides the point.... No Charity, nuh go back inna the water niecey! Wi soon ready, so go and pack up the stuff sweetie!"
"OK!" Charity shouted and ran back towards her bucket and things.
"Yeah... so you have to make a big gesture fi him.... yuh memba how him did rent out the yatch and mek yuh birth night special and ting! A dem big things deh yuh affi go do ya now! Dats why mi seh, as a Yamhead cause yuh affi yuh Yam out yuh pocket fi him ya now!" She laughed. "And that is why mi date man inna fimi calibre, cause seet deh! Me glad a Probox mi man drive... But yuh now and yuh 'Range bloodclaat Rover' man!"
'Mi hate har carry on!'
"Yuh too awful man!" I tried to push her off as she buried her weight on me while laughing. She ran out to help Charity to gather her belongings while still laughing away.
"Yuh gwaan bout yuh have wife write pon batty deh!" I mocked her.
"Yuh affi speak things into being... after mi nuh side gyal!" She stood at attention then marched. "Certified Yamhead... signing out!"
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WE ALL NEED THE TYPE OF FRIEND THAT WILL WILL TELL US AS IS, WHETHER RIGHT OR WRONG.... HOW MANY OF US HAS THAT?🤔
HATS OFF TO KELLY....AS A REAL YAMHEAD!🤣🤣🤣
SHE NUH EASY ...
BUT WHO AGREES WITH WHAT SHE SAID?
IF YOU DON'T, FEEL FREE TO EXPLAIN WHY TOO, WE VALUE OPINIONS HERE...
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ANYWAYS... AS A REAL YAMHEAD....🤣🤣🤣🤣
I LOVE YOU GUYS!
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