Ruin

58

Friday: 12:30 P. M.
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"Watchya! A wah do yuh, Miss?" Deidre asks, flinching at the sudden movement.

I look up at her, as she says so, with my cheeks heating up. My eyes move past her to see Lucas staring at me pointedly with his lips drawn into a scowl.

Lawd God!

Instinctively, I drop the earbud in my hand onto the floor.

My heart is in my chest as I bring my attention back to Dee. "Mi earbuds drop. Scoot over make mi pick it up."

Make up yuh alibi yes, goodie. Mi nuh wrong yuh.

"So a that make yuh a dive off so, Lady? Mi swear yuh see duppy to rass!" she murmurs, with a chuckle, as she does so.

I don't want to laugh, but a small chuckle of my own still manages to leave my lips.

Think a laugh mi waan laugh...?

Yuh fuck.

My phone vibrates in my hand as I stoop to pick up the item from underneath the seat.

I look at it and my heart skips another beat.

Lucas ❤️: Yo, a wah that fa?

I can sense his tone through the text.

If him never see and say sum'n, sum'n wrong.

Jesus, if mi nuh dead inna this bus yah today!

Trying my best to play it cool, I hit reply to his text.

ME: Wah what fa? My earbuds fell. 😒

Stay deh...

Yuh think him ago buy that?

Look how him ago crick yuh fucking neck when yuh come off a this rass.

Lucas: Ah.👍No say a word.

Hear that?

Wah mi tell yuh say?

Like, seriously?

He doesn't even know the real reason why I reacted that way, and look how he's behaving already.

I don't respond. Instead, I lean back and roll my eyes, inhaling a few discreet puffs of air to calm my racing heartbeat.

My eyes find D'vante again, who sits beside Sanai at the front.

I close my eyelids tightly...then open them again, but he's still there.

This can't be happening.

I swear to God.

The universe couldn't be so wicked to me.

Because, what are the odds that D'vante of all people showed up here, today?

Karma?

It really makes me wonder. This is the second time I'm running into him when I least wanted to. First, at the apartment, now here. It's like he's everywhere. Literally. No, man! Jamaica couldn't so small.

For some strange reason, this feels like more than a mere coincidence.

I wonder if Deidre knows anything about this?

"Dee, nuh the realtor that?" I decide to play oblivious. I want to know if she knew him personally.

She looks at where my mouth is pointing. "Who? The guy beside Sanai?"