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📍DYKE ROAD, SPANISH TOWN
Z A R A
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"Yaw idiot? Put gun pan you ooman youth?!"Outlaw slams a fist in Nickoi's face, his mouth starts bleeding.
I jerk back.
I told him what happened and this is how it's been going.
He lured Nickoi saying he had a meeting and started beating him ever since. Each time he speaks, he punches Nickoi.
The thump dem deadly.
"Suppose yuh did shoot her? A love yuh call that youth?!" he gives him another punch that makes me look away.
"Answer me! Me a talk to miself bad man?!" he grabs his collar.
Nickoi looks down. He has been like that for the entire time. No emotion, no groans, no nothing. Just stillness.
"Who mi a talk to?!" His voice echoes throughout the room.
Nickoi looks up. His eyes moves to me, I feel my heart stop. The powerful slap across his face snaps his eyes to his dad.
I feel bad.
But...
But nothing! What if him did pull the trigger? A yuh life dat.
I guess I'm too much of a kind hearted person.
"You love her?!" he shouts.
Nickoi turns his eyes to me, before shifting his attention to his lap.
"Look like yuh wah get man cross eno bwoy Nickoi," his name sounds strange coming from his father.
"Just answer bro," Junior chimes in.
I feel uncomfortable. We're in a room filled with tables, coats, guns and printing machinery.
All his workers looks like killers too.
Nickoi sighs, looking over at his father approaching him with a gun.
"I..." I stop myself.
"Mi nah kill him," he tells me before he shakes his head at Nickoi. "Look at that and a she yuh have gun pan?"
He sighs. "If yuh nuh willing fi work pan yourself stay away from the woman Pitney youth!"
I gulp, rubbing my arm.
"Me and yuh chat pon the phone and yuh tell me say yuh want work pan yuhself fi har eno," his father surprises me when he says that. "So wah this fa?"
Feeling uneasy, I cross my arm. I switch to my next leg.
Nickoi looks up at me and I feel my heart pounding.
Outlaw looks at me too.
Jesus mi feel nervous..
Mi just want the earth fi open and swallow me.
"Yuh feel Junior a deal with Suzanne so? Yuh get a good woman and nuh know how fi deal with her?"
Nickoi finally speaks. I wish he didn't open his mouth, he only makes things worsts for himself.
"Just a follow yuh footsteps.."it pisses off his father.
Outlaw swings the gun around. Nickoi's face turns to the next side by the impact. "Be better than me!"
Nickoi smiles. "You give me the chance to?"
I look away, when he speaks again I'm forced to look at him.
"Past few days has been the best days inna mi life...but mi cya even handle simple things cause my emotions don't work like a normal person, who cause that?" he stares at his father, silence follows.
Ah bwoy.
"Take yuh medicine den!" In anger he raise the gun to hit him. I run towards him and feel strong arms around me, holding me in place.
"Relax," it's a very tall man. He has a look of Lennox.
"Can you stoppp?!" I shout and my voice breaks. Everyone looks at me. I just stare with pleading eyes.
"Please..." I softly say.
Outlaw is staring at me. Nickoi looking away in rage, legs bouncing.
"Mi just want you to know cause I was scared...and you're his dad..I...I," I stare at him, his skin red. His nose bleeding.
It's almost like he's used to being beaten like this.
I speak with my voice shaky.
"I didn't want this.." I feel guilty. He probably hates me right now.
"So what you want?" Outlaw looks at me. "How can you feel better? Cause I would hate if yuh parents know bout this."
I shrug and say. "It's traumatizing and...I love him, I know..."
"Don't need fi love me," he speaks coldly. I snap my eyes to him.
Oh please..
"And....I understand that he's going though stuff.." I look back at his father, deciding to be the bigger person.
"Don't need fi understand me," his voice deep.
I don't speak.
The silence is loud.
I look away, ignoring him. "....if that's how he gets over trivial stuff then..." I trail off, hoping that they—well, he gets what I'm trying to say.
He just stares at me.
"Apologize to har," he commands. "Now!" he shouts when Nickoi doesn't conform.
"Bredda just stop move stubborn no," Junior adds.
He still doesn't say anything.
Even when his father's powerful voice shouts his name. His lips are sealed. I've never seen someone this stubborn.
Omg!
A weh dem get him from?
"He doesn't have to. Mek him stay, but thanks for actually listening to me," I say and walk out.
"Zara?"
I stop walking when he calls my name.
"Wah?" I turn to look at him.
"I'm sorry," his words lacks confidence.
Mek him move!
"You even believe yourself?" I cock an eyebrow at him.
"I want to do bett—"
"Then do better," my voice harsh.
"And work on yourself," I add before he could get a word out. "Listen to yuh father too."
"It hard and...mi a try..." he tells me without looking.
"Mi nuh wah that, when yuh actually apologize and yuh nuh do that cause yuh forced by yuh father yuh can link me," and with that, I close the door behind me.
****
📍HAGLEY PARK, KINGSTON
A WEEK AFTER
A whole week passed and him still nuh talk to me.
A him wrong eno.
Yet here I am thinking about him when I should be focused on myself. As per usual, my friends and I bought kisko and sky juice.
"Is like mi cya stop sweat," I argue while they shop for their man.
"Zara yuh nah buy no gift fi yuh man a tomorrow Wednesday a Valentine's Day eno, not next week," she gives me a look.
Which man?
The same one weh push gun dung me throat?
Dem wouldn't know that still.
My mind runs back on what happened at his father's Subterranean store house.
"Yea Zara even a cologne," Gina adds.
"Eeeh a the third store this we a walk inna and yuh a lef with yuh long hand," Zanne says with two bags in her hands.
I just smile.
The yam in me already bought him gifts and me not even sure a the state a we relationship.
Can imagine?
"Mi a see if me see nutt'n him will like," I lie in order to not sound like we have an actual problem.
I throw the kisko in the bin before focusing on my sky juice.
"The lady dem a buy big brand eno," I hype them up.
Stop gwan like yuh never save and do private tutor session fi buy the bwoy big brand, yuh likkle Yamesha yuh. Now look how the bwoy malice yuh.
"Zara yuh need fi take up sup'm fimme bredda," Suzanne says when I leave another store empty handed.
I laugh to myself.
"Girl him funny....him nah go like dem sup'm deh and me never walk with no money like that," I say.
"Why mi feel like yah lie?" Suzanne ask me with a laugh.
"Chro."
They enter a lingerie store on Hagley Park Road, called Tamouchie Boutique. That's when I actually get something.
I chose a purple lingerie.
Weh me even a buy this fa?
"Mi just know that ago sexy pan yuh," Suzanne coos.
Smiling to myself I use his black card.
It declines.
Shameeeee, shame a kill me!
"Uh..." the Cashier picks up the machine and push it back in.
"Yeah...try again," I say feeling a little nervous. There's no way it declined and it's been working all along.
The bwoy lock yuh out goods what a shameeeeee...
It declines again.
Oh, God bag yuh face!
Mi hate the dutty bwoy essi.
The love a yuh life?
"One a the post dem outta door a fix eno nice girl so the service probably low," the Cashier says.
True she know a black card she nah think otherwise eno.
Gina realizes and steps closer.
"Yeah a true, mi a just pay for it," her tone soft. Anna and Zanne are busy talking.
Thank God!
Dem would a probably laugh. Well, Anna. She have a laughing problem.
It's obvious Gina picked up what's happening though.
I feel like dying.
Embarrassment a kill me!
I feel uncomfortable. It's the worst I've felt in a very very long time. Not even taking the bus to Portland without fare felt this humiliating.
A so it go babes...
Shame a fi the wul a we.
No matter how hype smaddy behave somebody shame dem before.
"How much for this lingerie?" Gina ask the lady, she's playing it off cool. The Cashier is down to earth too.
God deh pan yuh side.
"The purple one is the most expensive it's for $8,500," she retorts. "I think it's a Fenty."
"Okay," Gina nods. She takes out the cash from her purse. I put the card back in my bag, feeling so ashamed.
The way mi feel mi affi a fight mi tears.
There's no way a black card just declined like that, so that crosses probably changed his pin and locked me out.
Try him a try punish me?
Watch how me a go do sup'm to him. If mi nuh do him sup'm me nuh know Zara.
Mi must hurt him backkkk fi shame mi like this.
The lady shame people.
Nickoi brings the best and worst out of me allllllllllll the time.
"See it here Zara," Gina turns to me. I finally look up back to see her handing the bag to me. I take it with a neutral face expression and walk out when they're ready.
Poor baby shame...
Nickoi affi guh dunggggggg!!
Today Today!!
Thank God Anna a talk bout her gift, so I don't have to dwell in the embarrassment just now. I doubt they saw though.
Dem mouth deh pan spring.
"Mi say mi see when Jaden hide the Teddy Bear inna the back a the car eno," she laughs. "Mi a say this bwoy finally retire off a the street."
Suzanne and Gina are invested.
"At least him come back to him senses," Gina nods.
"If Junior try nothing like that me kill him miself," Zanne adds.
I sigh to myself. Not because of what they're talking about.
Mi still shame.
That a nuh the type a shame weh yuh can just brush off.
I heave a sigh.
Trying so hard to hide my anger as I walk with my friends.
Zanne approaches a Soap man. I wait at the side, looking at nothing in particular. The vendor keeps flirting.
"So how deh nice one deh vex so?"
"She no talk much," they lie.
My subconscious goes off.
Zara weh love chat like she nyam Chicken batty?
Mi convince say you and Nickoi a me biggest enemies in this world!
"8 bills fi the soup yer baby," he tells Zanne. She pays him and take the soup.
She turns to me. "Zara carry deh bag yer fimme."
I take the bag without a word being uttered from my mouth.
"Mi ago give deh soup yer to we mother in law," Zanne nudges me. "You never go up a har hair Salon?"
"No," I say softly, looking at the building she's pointing at on the upstairs. It's across from Bignall Law Firm.
"You alright?" she cocks an eyebrow. It's like she's reading my mind.
"Well come on make we go look fi her," she says with a smile.
I sigh and follow behind her. Anna and Gina not far behind.
Nuh know a how dem one so excited bout Wednesday eno.
Kiss me tooth.
Mi cya' relate.
****
📍HAGLEY PARK, KINGSTON
Nick's POV
The shop is busy. Clients waiting on my mother in their lines, though Clova and Poochy are available.
Nuh 3 wah hear dem eno...
For that reason I have my earphone in.
Chronic Law's Corrupt blasting. Deh Valentine's Day line deh tuff yuh f—
So yuh say man..
Legs rocking slowly as I sit on the chair, the dryer up. I snap my eyes close. I can't stop seeing her.
All a smell her.
Sketel Dior just stuck inna man olfactory nerves.
My mind runs on the gifts I got her.
When yuh go give her the gifts when yuh vex with the b?
I kiss my teeth.
Affi figure out sup'm.
A tomorrow eno? Wah bout the flight?
"A yuh son dat over desso Nicki?" I hear someone says when the song ends.
"Him same one," she brags. She's in all black. Well militant. Her hair long, makeup pretty in her business top.
"How him so niceee? Me too big fi be yuh daughter in law Nicki?"
"You cyaa be mi daughter in law," Mommy glance at me. Her braces sparkles as she smiles.
I see a message comes in from Eric. I use my face to unlock the phone before clicking on iMessage.
A smirk curls on my lips.
How yuh so petty bredda?
"Then yuh never see him father?" Is the last thing I hear mommy say before I start over the song.
Fully Corrupt.
I close my eyes again. Minutes after, my mother is next to me. She begins to do some of the twist.
"Hey Nicki a do bout ten people hair one time eno," Candy, the nail tech laughs.
"Tired," mommy sighs. There's really a lot of people waiting.
"You want finish dem hair and mi wait?" I look up at her. "Can fawud and do it.."
"Nickoi mi done do a row," she insists. "And yuh have the flight."
The door opens behind her. Everyone turns to see who is entering the shop. Suzanne, Anna, Gina—my eyes narrows.
Zara is behind.
Our eyes connects. She cuts her eyes at me, I keep my stare on her.
"Good afternoon," they say like a choir.
"So you can't talk?" I purposely say to Zara.
Weh yuh no lowe the girl?
She looks at everyone else and greets them before walking out. In a way to spite me. She's extremely pissed. It's all over her face.
"Mi a wait outside," I watch as she goes through the door and close it behind her.
I stand and walk out as Suzanne hands the soup to mommy.
"A pork chop?" she's excited.
"Yeah," Suzanne nods. My focus on her friend.
The love a your life.
No shame no inna mi game.
"Girl one a the time me a wonder if yuh lost," mommy loves soup. If yuh want she love yuh, buy her soup.
I thought she'd be outside waiting as she said but she surprised me when I see her already hurriedly walking down the street.
How she a move so?
Yuh forget how yuh deal with the girl inna yuh anger?
I run towards the staircase, making my way down swiftly. I don't want her to leave.
When I'm on the road, I see her making a turn. She's walking fast. I jog to catch her up, she lose me.
Shit.
That fi reach yuh.
I stop, trying to think quickly. Then I spot her getting in a bus. It drives off, I stop walking. I put my hand out as if I'm stopping it.
Bredda yuh nuh have no chill?
The driver pulls over.
"Portmore mi G?" he seems surprised to see me out of all person stopping his bus. I step in, scan it and notice that she's hiding.
Has to be.
Cause how mi nah see her?
"Who yaw look fa bro?" The conductor questions, looking in too. He has some $100 notes behind his ear.
"Wah St. Hugh's girl, short...cooly hair," I describe her.
People starts looking back. Indicating that they did see someone who matches the description.
"She nuh in yer," a Queen's girl says.
Another one adds. "Mi did see her, she did come out back."
The first girl speaks again. "Yeah cause she never wah sit down pan the middle seat." Next to her is a space. As if there's no one there and if it's one thing with Town drivers, every row affi pack.
"Eeeeh?"my voice unconvinced. I start demanding everyone to break up the cross seats.
Nickoi nuh ramp.
"She nuh in yer!" They continue. It makes me even more suspicious.
The driver looking back. Impatient, but knows better.
Same with the passengers inside.
I get to the row and see her hiding her face in her arms. Everyone laughs. Not in a way to jeer her, it's just entertaining to them.
She has EarPods in too. Zara doesn't use earphone in public.
Who she a fool?
Zara?" I gently hold her arm.
She looks up at me. "Him annoying," she says more to her audience and walk out. They laugh at that too.
"Don yuh deh with girl, dem nuh know limit," someone laughs.
Hmm.
What is a limit?
I get out of the bus, holding my head down due to my height. I take out the money I had in my pocket. "Pay fi all a the people dem who conform. Know the badness go."
"Respect bossy!" The conductor smiles. The driver chuckling.
"1 Don and a him that."
They're excited, all smiling happily a so close the foot and walk off.
I'm now walking behind her. "You girl.." I say purposely.
I can't stop looking at her ass. I have her bag in my hand.
Just incase she get run again.
She can't hide her curves. It's all showing now. Her hair in a low ponytail. She has a pink rag in her hand.
She turns to look at me. "Nickoi you are soooo unserious."
I reach up to her and start jogging pass her with her bag of course. I look back at her just walking.
"See how yuh sexy?" I smile, mesmerized by her.
She rolls her eyes, walking with her rag covering her mouth as she pass people, her shyness is cute.
Cause me know how she gwaan behind closed doors.
The maddest thing.
Head the mon!
By now the wul Treez know a yuh woman this.
Braggin' rights.
I open my C63 and put her bag inside. She's just staring at me, her head tilted to the side in frustration.
I lean against the Benz, looking at her from head to toe.
"Yuh no get it all now?" I cross my arms, looking at her.
Why she cross her legs?
What she a look pan man so?
"Say you no fraid fi shame me? Yes mi get that," her tone sarcastic. I laugh to myself. She rolls her eyes and cross her arms.
"Yow yuh just mek man a laugh," I shake my head.
"Nickoi how comes the card decline?" comes her voice, her face annoyed.
I shrug.
"Mi nuh sure," I lie.
"You change the password?" she narrows her eyes at me.
"Weh yuh did a try get me?" I smirk.
She kisses her teeth.
"Tek back yuh card if yuh go play dem games deh with me, cause a good things Gina was there," she's in rage.
It's cute.
Cya' tek har serious.
"Done now?" I say nonchalantly. She's irate by my reaction.
She just looks away.
"Mi ask yaw question. Weh yuh did inna store a buy fi yuh man?"
"Feel mi a fool? A mi self mi did buy something fa," she snaps. "Bout man. Brite," she cross her arms.
I laugh.
"Wah yuh did a get?" I wear a smirk.
"Tomorrow mi ago horny...so mi did a get a dildo," she glares at me. Wonder if she know how pretty she look upset?
I smirk, thinking to myself.
For our Valentine's Day. She's gonna be flew'd out. Whether or not we inna dealings. I'm taking her to Bali.
Everything is already set.
You toxic eno. Plan big big Valentine's Day vacation and you and the woman nuh inna no dealings.
A she alone did inna malice.
Mi did a breeze her.
"Nuh buy yuh nothing still," I lie just to piss her off again.
"Oh..." she trails off. "Which size yuh father wear?"
I start laughing. The smoke almost chokes me.
"Weh yuh deh pan?" I'm amused by her words. It's annoying but I can't lie, that caught me off guard.
"Clearly we nuh deh pan the same page," she turns.
"A when yuh get so feisty?" she kiss her teeth and walk off. I step off and grab her hand, pulling her back to me.
"Weh yah go?"
"Nickoi yuh no buy me nuh gifts and the whole a yuh fren dem buy them woman gifts," her eyes filled with hurt. "Wah you deh pan?"
All a dem gift combine won't be as half as good.
Weh she nuh relax?
She nuh know say she gov' once she round the Don?
Valentines could a come and me nuh buy my woman sup'm?
"Mi can still buy sup'm fi yuh tonight," I tease her.
She walks off, I grab her back to me.
"Let me go, mi buy yuh gifts but no worry yourself me ago give them to Lennox and yuh father," she pouts her lips.
I bring my vape to my lips and stare at her in admiration.
She love yuh eno..
"Just as Chronic Law say mi buy a Bimma mi Valentine's Day," I like getting on her nerves.
In my rage though, I did by myself a new car.
It wasn't a Bimma. It's a Jaguar SUV. I ask them to deliver it on Valentine's Day.
She nuh know how much she turn me on when she upset still..
"Hope yuh crash again but no dead," she breathes out.
"Sure yuh want that?" I ask her.
"Wah dem did a do to yuh hair?" she tries to change the topic.
"Twist...how yuh would a feel fi do it fimme in a private jet?" I smirk at her.
She's confused. "When?"
"Mi hope yuh know say yuh nah go home tonight," I say in a way to surprise her. Her mother is aware of this.
The plan was to show up but she made it easier for me.
Per usual...
"Nicki son..." she comes in my face. "Yuh push down a gun inna me mouth. Bad me up, malice mi fi days. Yuh forget?"
"And yuh did buy me gifts still...wah yuh point young girl? A you a the Bipolar one?"
She glares at me. "Boy bye."
"Get used to the madness...." I smile at her. "Nah do yuh nutt'n."
"Yeah but yuh did malice me," she won't let that go.
I see.
"How yuh feel fi do mi hair pan a private jet?" I ask again.
"Um..."
"Yes...." I use my kerchief to slightly brush against where her print is. My eyebrows up, she keeps her eyes on me.
"Zara?" her friends call. She turns around to look at them.
"Unuh a go home now?" she ask, sounding like she wants to go too, I want to see that happen today.
"Yeah," they answer.
"Can I get my bag?" she turns to me. She's frustrated.
"Tomorrow," I wave to the girls. "Mi a bring her home."
Liking what they're hearing they smile. "Well babe tomorrow we talk."
"Or Friday if she recover," I tease her.
They laugh.
"Okay mi want mi niece," Suzanne winks.
"You go get me niece. Me a child," Zara says in defense.
Zara sighs after waving at them. She's now looking at me.
"Why yuh obsessed with me?" she cross her arms.
"You a mi woman wah yuh expect?" I ask her.
"Well....it's overwhelming," she admits.
"Mi sure yuh wouldn't wah know say me have a next ooman lock dung with tomorrow. No matter wah kinda week we been having, a you a mi wife. Cya make yuh spend Valentines alone," I tell her.
She's silent.
"Wah yaw think bout?" I ask her.
"Nickoi yuh put a loaded gun to my head? Mi fi just pass that?" she narrows her eyes.
I look down in deep silence.
"Mi need an apology and a promise say yuh naggo ever try that again," she's serious, it's like she's reading through me.
"It no sound better do argue inna private jet? Cry inna private jet? Moan in a private jet?" I smirk.
First a woman ever make it hard fi stare ina' her eyes.
She sighs, considering it.
"Zara want a joke?" I ask her.
"Nutt'n no funny bout none a this," she's so sassy. "But shoot."
"The gun never load," I admit. She cocks an eyebrow at me in shock.
"And me fi believe that?"
Here we go again..
I look away in frustration then back at her.
"Whether or not yuh want believe. Mi make sure mi empty it before mi come in deh to yuh," I tell her.
She keeps a steady stare on me. "So why yuh never tell yuh father this?"
I just stare at her.
"Daddy say if mi nuh willing fi change me fi leave yuh alone.." I trail off.
"And?"
"Mi nah go ever lef yuh alone," I tilt my head back. "So mi start work pan miself..."
"Hmm," she rocks her body with a shy smile, her ankles crossed.
"Ready fi yuh apology?" I tilt my head, looking down at her.
"Hmm......listening."
"Mi cyaa' do that pan th–"
She cuts me off. "If yuh say private jet one more time mi squeeze yuh balls."
I laugh.
She laughs too.
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