Caught Up

Stress

Kenya's POV*| Later that day

I've been giving him the silent treatment all morning

I have no idea what's happening at my house and me landlord a call dung me phone from morning!

Me process and make peace with the fact say Aaron kill. Him did a protect himself
Ok fine

But the fact say mi cyah go inah my house because "it's not safe" because of him.

Mi cyah go a work because "it's not safe" all cause a him!
Mi just start, how this ago look?

I hiss my teeth while scrolling through Instagram on the bed with a pout

"From morning ya kiss kiss up yuh teeth. Me think me did explain to yuh already" He says

"Aaron doh say nothing to me"

I say before getting up, heading towards the door

He quickly moves in front of the door, blocking me from leaving the room

"Watch yuh tone wid me" He says in a husky voice

"Fuck you and come out a me way nuh"

He gently grabs my throat, moving me backwards

I sit when the back of my leg hits the bed and he's standing in between my thighs

"Mi done tell yuh say mi sorry bout wah happen, Why ya move suh from mawning b?" He says with a sincere look in his eyes

"Mi pay how much money fi come and try build my own little life here. Mi cyah go a me yard now and mi cyah go a work.... Mind you, My work is my dream job! I'm so excited for it, it's literally my second day and yuh mean fi tell mi say mi cyah go? Cause man wah kill you and I may end up as a target? Mi nuh fi upset right now?" I say to him in a calm tone

"Yuh nuh think mi feel a way bou dat? Mi cut up yuh fuck but Kenya wah mi go do? Yuh wah go out now and risk it?"

I narrow my eyes at him
"Wah go happen when police go a me yard? Wah me fi say?"

"Nuh worry bou dat."

I scoff
"Best thing yuh do a move from in front me enuh" I say in an annoyed tone

He lets out a deep sigh before walking out of the room

I face palm my self before going in the kitchen for something to drink

"Eh likkle time mi and yuh deh" I mumble under my breath
I open the fridge and I see a Smirnoff

I open it and walk out on the balcony

I see him in the back yard on the hammock smoking

Murddddaaaaa eh man a relax!
A wah this???
Says my subconscious

Fuckry aside him house nice.
Big yard space, The exterior nice.
Modern

Mi like it
I say to my self before my phone starts ringing

I look at it and it's my landlord again.

I take a deep breath before answering

"Kenya, Police deh a mi place. Dem get call how much a clock inah morning from yuh neighbor who heard gunshots... You haven't been answering your phone and I've been trying to reach you all morning"

Fuck. wah mi fi say?
Come Kenya, think quick

"What??? Really?? Mi never deh home last night enuh, mi nuh know nothing bou dat. Me deh up a me bestfriend house. From yesterday evening mi feel sick"