❝ THE QUARREL ❞
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───── ⋆⋅Chayanne⋅⋆ ─────
Favio disappear the wul evening but mi actually never mind it. I like Dianne's company. She only know mi fi few hours and already treat me like a daughter.
She did seh mi can mek miself comfortable while she cook but mi insist fi help her, fi pass time. Mi help her cook rice and peas, fried chicken, mixed vegetables and chilled potato salad. She commend me seh mi really know mi way around the kitchen, cause most girls nuh know fi cook these days (her words, not mine).
Mi just smile and tell ar thanks. Ina mi head all mi cuda think a yes, maa good woman cause me wudn feed yu son pussy alone.
"I'm going to get Favi," mi tell her.
"Okay," Dianne nod.
Mi walk through the house and nearly get lost three times. Eventually, mi find him room pon e third floor. Mi thank God when mi see him in deh. He's lying shirtless on the bed with his arm ova him forehead.
"Favi?"
"Sì?"
"You okay?"
"Yes, just tired," he moves his arm to usher me over. "Come here."
Mi go straddle him and him rest him hand dem pon mi waist.
"Why yu nuh sleep?"
"I don't sleep during the day."
"Arite, hero," mi seh and him dryly laugh. "Come eat."
"You?"
I gasp and slap him. "Yu cya behave?"
"Dianne mad yu?"
"No, she's nice," I say. "Mi nuh know why you come so bad breed."
Him nuh seh nun. Him flip me over and now we a face each other. My hand trails his body and my focus goes to his tattoo. "You never told me what the snake means."
"Everything you waa know."
Shuda just box mi ina mi face!
Mi glare pon him and kiss me teeth. "Nevermind, Favio," mi start fi get up.
Him pull me back dung pon the bed. "Why yu so easy fi vex?"
"Me ask yu a simple question and look how yu ansa me!" mi bite back. When him open him mouth fi ansa, mi kiss mi teeth and forcefully pull miself outta him hold. See how mi day did ago arite and this big foot bwoy come bruk mi vibes! Mi get up outta the bed and start walk towards the door. Mi nuh waa deh round him right now.
Favio slam the door shut when mi open it and brace me pon the door.
"Move, Favio," mi snap at him.
He glares down at me. "Sometime mi cya badda wid yu."
"Me worse!" I retort. "Move, Favio, me naa ramp wid yu!"
He grabs beneath my chin and force me fi look up at him. "Look pon me and tell me if it look like maa play," he snaps and mi scowl. "Yu swear yu fucking mature and half the time yu act like yaa eleven. Wa the fuck dis fi yu vex ova?"
Mi chest start feel tight and mi sure tears ina mi eyes when mi look pon him and seh, "If me a eleven wa dat mek yu?"
Him quiet and mi shake mi head in disdain.
"Exactly! Move cause if yu touch me that makes you a rapist."
Him kiss him teeth and step weh from me. "Yow, gwan yu ways cause wa you deh pon me nuh deh pon."
Mi nearly pop off the door when me open it and come out. Mi dry mi face as mi storm down the stairs. Back in the kitchen with Dianne, mi will all the anger fi leff mi body but it so hard. Mi cya stand Favio. Him neva have no right fi talk to me like that.
"Where's Favio?" Dianne ask as she tek up a third plate.
"He's not coming," I tell her.
Thank God dis house too big so she neva hear we a shout afta each other.
Silently, mi sit around the counter and pick at my food. Favio has never spoken to me like that before and me feel so saddened and angered by it. . .
Mi cya even eat to how mi just waa lay dung and bawl.
I know I ask a lot of questions sometimes but dat nuh give him the right fi talk to me like that!
I withhold a sigh, trying to remember that Favi nuh like when people bother him especially about things he doesn't seem comfortable talking about. Maybe mi fi go apologize. . . and tell him seh me will neva ask him nun again as long as life shall last, cause me nuh know who him feel him be!
Mi excuse miself and carry a plate a food go give him.
He's in the position mi did first come see him.
"Favio. . ."
Him nuh ansa mi.
Mi cya tek shame ino. And me worse naa roll over like no dog fi him neither! Mi nuh know a who and dis big foot bwoy but it is not me Chayanne Arya Bailey!
"You do not have to worry about me cause me naa ask yu nun eva again. See some food ya if yu want it," mi put the food and fruit juice pon the dresser then leff him in deh.
If him waa vex me vexer.
Downstairs, Dianne a watch Young and the Restless.
Mi sit in the chair opposite her. "Neva know seh dis still gwan."
She laugh. "Yes, it's my favorite."
"I used to like Bold and the Beautiful."
"Really?" the lady eyes light up. "That's my second favorite. I can play some reruns-"
To how me nuh watch it from primary school but she look too excited fi mi tell her no. . . Mi just smile and tell her okay. Anything fi keep mi mind offa her demon spawn.
We watch reruns of Bold and the Beautiful fi the next few hours. Mi thankful nuh ratid seh she's not the type to talk during the show cause me deevn memba half a dem people ya.
Soon, night come and mi find miself back ina Favio room. Mi thank God seh him nuh ina the room. The plate a food clean and mi roll mi eyes.
Mi go bathe and lay dung, feeling haunted. I watch The Vampire Diaries on his TV, then end up afi videocall Chezzy so we can talk and watch it together. Gyal wi cuss out mi baxide if mi watch a show without her, according to her it's cheating to watch a show without the person mi initially a watch it with.
Hours pass until Chezzy get tired and seh shi ago sleep. When the call cut I realize it's twelve a.m. and Favio nuh mek an appearance yet. Mi start fi become worried. . . This house really big, wonder if he's in another room? Wonder if he's just not at the house? Mi neva hear when him leave and Dianne probably a sleep-
The door opens and Favio comes into the room. Our eyes meet and him just shake him head and go ina the bathroom. My heart sinks and me lay down cause mi body suddenly feel heavy. Look how me did a worry boh dis bwoy and him just come in and deevn fawt pon me.
I don't understand why him so upset over a question. . .
"Chayanne," his voice comes from the foot of the bed.
Mi turn fi look pon him.
"Come here."
Mi withhold a sigh and get up go stand before him. "Yes?"
"I want head."
My anger rises. "Yu nuh talk to me wul evening and feel yav e right fi ask fi dat?"
"Chayanne, me nuh really ina the talking wid you right now-"
"Yet yu waa head-" I abruptly stop, smelling alcohol on him. "Are you drunk, Favio?"
"I'm not," he answers. "Yaa do the thing or not?"
I briefly stare at him in disbelief before saying, "Yea. . ." sinking to my knees, I watch as he frees his erection before I open my mouth.
He enters my mouth with one powerful thrust, hitting the back of my throat. He holds my head in place to better drive himself into me with a frenzied force. I look up at him, his eyes are trained on his dick pummeling my watering mouth. I choke and sputter around his cock and he uses that as an invitation to fuck my face harder. My throat burns and my eyes water. I can't-
"Mm-" I groan, barely managing to free myself from his grip. "It hurts," I say to him, wiping my hand across my salivating mouth.
From above me, Favio goes quiet. "Okay," he says. "Strip and go on the bed. Arch yu back."
I do as he says. With one foot on the ground and the next already on the bed, I feel Favio approach me from behind. He pushes my back down, restricts one of my arms behind me while the next grabs a fistful of sheets. My pussy is unabashedly exposed to him and I feel him run a finger through me, testing if I'm wet enough. I close my eyes in shame that I am.
I feel his dick slap against my slit before he shoves it into me, ripping a loud scream from my mouth. He doesn't give me time to adjust before he begins frantically pounding me, making my pussy sting from both pleasure and pain.
The sound of slapping skin fills my eardrums. The scent of sex wafts into my nostrils. My hairs are standing and my entire body feels sensitive.
"Ah- Favio-" I moan, gripping the sheets tighter.
"Don't speak," he says.
He pulls out to put my next foot onto the bed. When I adjust my arch, he practically shoves my face into the bed to muffle my screams while he takes me again.
My pussy is being stretched to accommodate these quick, hard pounds. I can feel him hitting a spot he's never touched before. It feels as if I'm being punished with pleasure. I can feel my orgasm drawing near. I throw my ass back on him, collecting his deep strokes. Chasing my orgasm, goosebumps prick my skin and I shatter into an euphoric release.
He pulls out, positions me on my side and plunges himself deep into me. He grabs onto my arm, tugging me towards him while he thrusts his monster into me. His breathing is short and rough from atop me while he damages my pussy.
"Favio- I can't-"
"Can't what?"
"Take-" I feel myself clamp around him, suddenly overcome by a surprise orgasm. I want to scream his name but I find myself biting into my lip to silence my scream.
Without pulling out, he turns me onto my back. He holds beneath my thighs, slightly lifting me off the bed to send his cock into me from this angle. I can feel him hit my cervix after every ruthless pound. My hand finds between us.
"Move your hand," he says. Not giving me a chance to, he releases his hold on my thighs to restrain my hands above my head and curl his fingers around my neck, applying pressure.
My eyes are rolling to the back of my head and my body feels consumed by ecstasy.
"Favi, me ago cum!" I exclaim, getting a rough thrust into my hole because I disobeyed his order not to speak.
"Chay-" he gives me a hard thrust. "-anne?"
"Y-yes, Favi?" I force out.
"Doh walk away from me again."
"I w-won't!" I scream, tightening around him as my back arches, blown away by another orgasm.
Favio releases me and pulls out of my throbbing pussy. Gripping his glistening shaft, he begins to rapidly stroke himself above me, grunting as he paints my stomach, cunt and the sheets with lines of semen.
When he's through, I frown.
He's panting. "What?"
"Yu nuh cum ina me." He always does. . .
Him kiss him teeth and mek fi move when me grab him hand, stopping him. "Favi, me nuh understand why yu this upset. I'm sorry. . ." Even doh mi nuh understand wa me do.
"Me hear yu, bro."
"So why didn't you-"
"Nuh you eva seh yu nuh waa breed?" him kiss him teeth. "Me nuh ina it wid you right now," him pull out him hand.
Mi grab him back and pull him dung, he rolls over pon him side so him nuh crush me. I feel sticky and between my thighs a throb from pain wid how dis man just mash me up but dat nuh important right now. Favio never get this upset wid me before and me nuh know wa fi do.
"I'm sorry for implying you're a rapist," I say and him nuh ansa dat neither. "If yu nuh waa share yu tattoo meaning or anything else with me unless yu ready mi understand, but the least yu can do is at least tell me wa me do if ano those a bother yu."
Him still quiet and mi try the last thing. I bring our faces closer and mi kiss him. Him kiss me back but there's no sparks or nun. Mi pull back and sigh. Mi give up yaa man. If him waa vex him can stay vex! Wa me look like a beg him? Mi just about fi come off the bed and go wash him cum offa me when him sigh and finally talk.
"Yu good, Chayanne," he says. "Stop worry yuself yu too pretty fi a mek up yu face so."
I smile and him caress the side of my face. "That's better," him kiss mi forehead. "Sorry," him seh. "I don't always like voicing my feelings but you should know this by now."
"Lie! See how yu find it easy fi class me," mi bitterly seh.
He narrows his eyes on me. "That's why I prefer to stay silent."
"I understand I guess. . . but me nuh like that, Favio. Mi feel disrespected."
"You called me a rapist."
"Sorry. . ."
"You good," he says. "Next time mi write yu waa letter," he jokes and mafi laugh.
"As long as ano waa letter a cuss me," I say. Now dat we seem good mi waa ask him weh him a come from but mi just wul mi tongue and get up. "Me ago bathe."
"Okay," he says and hops off the bed to swoop me off my feet.
While we bathe, him calmly explain to me the meaning of his tattoo. He says the snake and roses are like the rose that grew from concrete, except he chose a snake because it looks cooler. It's a double entendre because the snake also appears to be getting strangled by the roses. According to him, it mean him nuh fraid fi get rid of anybody weh stand between him and whatever him want.
Then a really dis him gwan so ova?
"That's why dem call yu Slitta?"
"No," he says. "It's not like 'slither' because of the snake though many people think so. Gimi yu foot."
Mi hold on pon him shoulder. "Then?"
"Mi cut the throat of the first smaddy mi kill."
Mi eyes bulge out of my head. "Wa-?"
He looks at me and shrugs. "Nuh like when nuh man pree mi certain way."
I'm in a state of shock when this man spin mi round and turn on the shower. Mans just seh him kill smaddy cause him nuh like how dem look pon him. . . and we just ago continue as normal?
"How old were you when you. . ."
From behind me, he massages my boobs and casually says, "Sixteen."
My blood runs cold.
If mi neva know before then mi surely know now. . . Favio Welsh has several screws lose.
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