Gangsta Luv

Popularity

It's like 30k views and I normally just get like 10k or less. I'm not popular and I barely post on social.

I click on the gossip page that seems obsessed with Zaidan's life.

I need to private my page.

Oh my god.

I scroll and it's a video with gabby recording her self beside my picture I just posted on my story.

What exactly is this for?

I scroll to the comments.

* Dem nah last...Zai fuck dung di wul a St.Thomas*
*Shi pretty tho*
*Him nice just like him fada woulda make dem run a train pon mi*
*Unuh a gwan like a first the man a sekkle dung wid a one gyal unuh lowe di people dem*
*She's there for his money in my opinion*
*See a girl a whine up pon him a him sista party , him nah sekkle dung*

I feel sick.

It's so early too some people really have no life.

I scroll down on the rest of them.

I don't bother to show Gabby because she probably saw them already.

*Amoya a wifey we all know this*
*Whats his @?*
*@Sexybody_tashy look yah*
*Him neva gone a foreign ?*
*Him nah sekkle dung a waste she a waste fi har time*
*Mi know har enuh , mi neva know a suh shi fool mi honestly lose off a har*

I stop reading and turn my phone off.

I want to ask Gabby about it but I'm embarrassed in myself to show his cousin that probably even knows all this already.

I'll definitely tell Jada about it tho.

This is too much for me.

I'm distracted from my thoughts when I hear Zaidan car from outside.

Zaidan's POV

Sunday

12:15 pm

"Yuh good mi don?" I ask kissing Aaliyah on her cheek.

She only nod but I can sense her attitude.

"You went out?" I ask her because she's in makeup and she doesn't normally has it on unless she's going out.

"No" her voice comes out in a sigh.

I hate when she's like this.

What now?

"Wah wrong now madhead ?" I ask pulling her down on me to sit on the couch.

Maybe she's hungry.

We had breakfast this morning and the chef should be coming to cook again soon.

She's probably hungry by now.

"I'm okay" her voice low.

She's acting weird.

Bloodclaat man.

"I'm going to take my makeup off" she says getting from my lap.

I pull her back down before she could walk off.

"I'm finally here to spend some time with you make use of it" I say.

She needs to talk what's on her mind...I hate when she does this.

"Stop play wid mi" I whisper in her ear .

"You seem really popular " she finally speak.

Why would she say that?

What is this now?

I don't say nothing but wait for her to speak again.

"Just tell me what you want from me Zaidan" she says.

Wah?

"Wah yuh mean by that Aaliyah ?" I ask her.

"Just tell me Zaidan"

"Aaliyah talk nuh" I say now at the tip of my anger.

Shi nah talk straight up.

What the fuck could be wrong with her now?

"Aaliyah I want this to work"

True shi deven bloodclaat know.

I just been fucking her.....mi deven look pan a next gyal from wah day yah.

"You don't"she assume.

"Pussy is every fucking where Aaliyah and I could get that if I want , I want us to work " I scoff.

"Oh" she says getting from my lap, crossing her arms distastefully.

"Easy yuh self" I say shaking my head.

Always thinking some shit.

"Aaliyah yuh sleep a mi house, some weh mi nuh mek nobody sleep even if dem come dem affi guh home di same fucking day"

It's just the truth.

She says nothing after then goes upstairs.

This is exactly why I don't do relationships.

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