"Gwaan poh yuh head."
"Wa?"
"Yuh nah hear?"
"How mi aguh duh dat when mi foot tie up?"
I sighed but obliged whilst holding onto his hand for support.
He rubbed my folds and teased my clit before positioning himself at my entrance and jumped in.
"Bom...
After making my way to the bathroom, I get undressed and get my shower cap so I can properly secure my wig.
Bombaat mi eye dem red yuh fuck.
I got in the shower and decided on cold water. As the water poured over my body I started crying.
Why the fuck mi even a cry? Mi need fi just accept the fact seh him just neva want nothing fi duh with mi that's why him neva play an active role ina mi life. And that's okay. Maybe a this mi need fi some character development.
Maybe a this aguh make mi stronger.
Bro stop chat shit a mi head. Anuh your fault. If him did play an active role you wouldn't be an over thinker, you wouldn't have anxiety, you wouldn't have such a low self esteem and the list fucking goes on.
Stop blame yuhself fi stuff like this. It isn't your fault.
A few mins had passed and I am all dressed making another snack. A fruit bowl to be exact. This is my second one today. It just easy fi make and tasty, luv dat. I made enough for both Dominique and I, cause one thing bout him, him nuh guh nuh weh without him gut.
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Dom had texted me that he was outside so I opened the door for him and went to sit in my living area.
Turning the tv on, I resumed my Law playlist from earlier. Him and weed a the only thing me need.
Mi nuh want nobody a tell mi how fi cope either cause mi nah tell nobody that.
Atleast mi nah run up mi mileage or mi anuh wan alcoholic.
Which part mi lighter?
I lit the tip of the blunt and puffed it.
"How yuh eye dem red so bredda."
I looked up from the scliff as the smoke enveloped my face.
Pity him deven know bro.
I don't normally smoke. Only when my thoughts get excessive and i'm in my head a lot. Only when I feel like i'm loosing myself.
"A from when ya smoke Liyah." Dominique inquired concerned.
"Last night." I simply answered.
He placed the cup and the weed bag he had in his hand on the centre table and came to sit beside me.
Him aguh lecture me but him bring it same way lol
"Talk to me Liyah, a wah happen?"
"..."
"Liyah.."
"Mi not even know to be honest bro. It's just that sometimes mi look pon mi life and wonder why it haffi so fuck up and complicated yzm? Mi have all a these issues. Attachment, Commitment, Self destructive issues and the list goes on.
