The Crossfire | Revised | Sample

i | 35 | the p r o m i s e

❝ THE PROMISE ❞
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Squealing, mi fly offa the veranda and into Trav's arms. Him hand dem wrap round me waist and him slightly liff mi up offa the grung.

Back to my feet, wid a bright smile, mi ask, "When yu come back?"

"Today. Surprise," he says with a smile.

"Wow. Favio deevn cuda tell me!" mi throw him a glare and him remain unmoving.

"That a cause me did fi come out last week but fuckry gwan."

Last week. . . geez. Cya believe it's been a week already since we get robbed. Waa whole week a police coming to mi yaad just fi seh dem nav information pon nun. Waa whole week a me hoping Favio neva catch on pon mi awkwardness towards him. . .

"Chichi?" Trav voice come, breaking me from the trance. "At least me deh here now."

Mi play off how far mi mind just gone by hugging him again. "Mi so happy fi see yu."

"Gweh a cause yu neva have nobody fi bully every minute."

Mi laugh and let him go and stand closer to Favio, who now have a spliff kotch ina him mouth side. What a bwoy fi smoke.

Him touch him pockets and come up empty. "Lighter?" he asks Trav who hand him a lighter fi light him spliff.

I look back to Trav. Mi neva know seh it possible, but him look more mawga to me. "How have you been, Trav?" mi ask him. I don't know if he knows about Asia and I'm unsure how to break the news to him.

"Gov," him grab me and ruffle me hair. "Mek mi worry bout you."

Mi laugh and pull miself outta him hold and go stand up back beside Favio.

"Ketch ticks," Trav seh.

Favio throw an arm around me. "She's right where she should be."

"Exactly," mi smirk afta Trav and wrap mi arm around Favio nice body.

"I'm leaving," he says to me. Him move him arm from round me and dap up Trav. "Mek mi know wa yu decide."

"Ah, nuh seh a word."

Me wid mi fass self waa know a wa dem a talk bout but mi afi bite mi lip fi keep mi mouth quiet. Nuh waa nobody tell mi again seh everything me waa know then mash up mi likkle front.

Favio takes a pull from his spliff. He turns to me, grips beneath my chin and places his lips onto mine. Pulling away, there's smoke between our lips and it feels sensual.

Trav loudly clear him throat.

Blinking, I look away from Favio's smirk. Him seh him will call me later before him go ina him car and drive off.

"Me neva waa see dat still," Trav says and I stifle a laugh.

"Come walk wid me."

"Where to?"

"We usual spot."

Mi eyes glisten. "Neva know seh yu even memba deso."

Our 'spot' is the abandoned building weh deh near Steer Town football field. One time, it use to be waa Post Office, but government shut it down.

Trav and me nuh link deso from e time mi get upset wid him fi wa him do Dayshawn when me and e bwoy break up - Dayshawn did come a Steer Town a look mi back afta mi leff him, and Trav see him and give him a proper beating. Doh the bwoy did gi mi bun, mi did still love him dem time deh, hence why mi get vex wid Trav and we nuh talk back until the night him draw gun pon me.