Iyana McKinney didn't come from a rich family. She grew up with her sickly grandmother in a run down apartment building until her grandmother died just after she graduated college and even though they didn't have much, her grandmother made the sacri...
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Shavelle had texted me earlier in the morning saying that she wanted to go to the pool and in my mind I was like where she aguh find pool fi guh an mi nuh know bout no public pool inna ochi.
Maybe it did exist enuh but mi neva know cause mi nuh guh nuh weh.
We ended up at turtle towers and last I checked, you had to know somebody over there to be able to get in.
"Who yuh know ova yah gyal?"
"Yuh memba Mario?" I racked my brain to see if I could put a face to the name and I thought I did.
"Demario?"
"No. Yuh nuh memba di bwoy weh wi meet dung a plantation smokehouse pan mi birthday?" Mario, oh, Mario. I now remembered exactly who she was talking about.
"Yeah, suh a ova yah suh him live?"
"Yeah."
"Suh Travoy know seh yuh deh yah suh?" Travoy was her high school sweetheart slash on again, off again boyfriend. She kissed her teeth and rolled her eyes.
"Yuh si before mi kill him or next gyal kill mi, mi aguh leff him alone cause Travoy tek mi fi a big eediat." When it wasn't one thing with them, it was another and I tried my best to keep up but I had lost count of how many times they had "broken up" and gotten back together since I knew her.
"Wah happen now?"
"Dis likkle dutty drankro aguh tell mi seh him wah wi fi fix tings as usual an tell mi seh fi come ova only fi guh ova deh guh ketch him a fuck next gyal."
"Weh yuh mean fuck next gyal?"
"Mi mean mi walk in an him ave di gyal pan a backaz, mi did wah vomit yuh fuck cause mi did know seh him disgusting an whoring but mi really look into it an a seh guh si how much time him fuck gyal pan di same sheet dem mi guh lay dung pan. Mi too nice fi mek di likes a fucking Travoy mek gyal a laugh afta mi a road suh mi done now, mi tired a di foolishness."
"Yuh sure dis time?"
"Swear seh mi done fi good dis time." If she was really done this time then I was proud of her for finally realizing that she deserved better but I wouldn't say anything because I had heard her sing the same song many times only for her to go running right back.
"Okay."
"Mi know yuh nuh believe mi but mi aguh prove it tuh yuh."
"Shav yah fi understand y it hard fi mi believe yuh."
"Yan mi know." She picked up her phone and was on it for a few seconds before she spoke. "Dah bath suit deh look good pan yuh mi gyal, mek mi tek two picture fi yuh Instagram."
"Mi nah guh post dem girl, yuh know mi nuh duh di social media ting girl."
"Yah guh post dem an mi done talk cause yah gwaan like donkey bite yuh."
