5 | Feel No Way

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📍 Manchester, Jamaica | Ingleside

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📍 Manchester, Jamaica | Ingleside

A Week Later | Saturday, June 18th

1 PM

"Alexander? Yuh doh have a yaad? Nobody nah look out fi yuh come home?"

She love fuckery enuh...

"True yuh tun big celebrity yuh think yuh can style mi Amina?" Alex shoots back at her.

Amina and Alex have been arguing back and forth since they got here earlier this morning.

I was home today, as I often am on weekends, and I wouldn't be back in the club till Monday morning.

The goal of this whole meeting was to get some help to get stuff together for Father's Day tomorrow, but as you can see, we are really off track.

At this point, all Gabriel ah get from we ah wah cartridge paper card and two sweetie.

"Ah beg she beg people fi money pon TikTok, dat anuh celebrity" Maxe chimes in.

"Look pon yuh to...of course you woulda know bout begging" Amina mutters.

"Learn how fi kibba yuh mouth" she says.

Ah suh di war always start enuh.

"Mi tell yuh dat inna privacy and yuh really decide fi talk mi business" Maxe says, getting up from his position in the couch to walk towards her.

"Ah bwoy! Weh yuh aguh?" I shout after him, stopping him in his tracks.

"Dare yuh fi touch her, mi done tell yuh ah ting already" I taunt him.

Him only have mouth fi ooman.

He was just mad because she hit a sore spot, but it wasn't like she was lying.

"Chro man...cyaa bada wid unuh" he hisses, returning to his seat to pick up his phone.

Badness gone out di window.

"Mi ah cut, when unuh decide how tomorrow aguh text mi" he calls over his shoulder.

The room falls silent for a bit, as we watch him walk out the house, slamming the front door behind him.

"All dat ova what?" Amina asks, rolling her eyes.

They usually butted heads, but these past few weeks it's been getting worse.

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