Zyairie POV
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It's been a hell of a past three months maya grandma was buried it tore her apartThe day of the funeral she got so sick she couldn't even walk or talk all she did was lay down not saying anything but looking
It scared the hell out of all of us
Took her to the doctor she was completely fine the results say
Yet she couldn't speak brought her to church the pastor prayed for her she started speaking again
Turns out her grandma was playing with her which made her sick
She's currently watching TV in the living room I'm in the kitchen getting her a glass of water
She's been feeling drained and down these past few weeks she sleeps through most of her days
"Here" I say handing her the glass she takes it thanking me without looking away from the tv
"Run girl run," she says as the main character runs away from the killer clown
"Look how she ago drop," maya says. "see she drop deh" she says rolling her eyes
Sitting beside her she snuggle into my chest
"Look pon da ediatt gyal yah," she says cursing at the TV
A loud noise sounds the room lamáya jumps her head hitting me in my face
Fuck-
She turns away apologizing
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to do that," she says looking at my face
"It alright mon," I say to her getting up I walk to the downstairs bathroom
She follows me still apologizing over and over again
Washing out my mouth I spit it in the sink
Checking in the mirror I realized I only got a small cut on my bottom lip
"Bae I'm sorry neva spite," she says holding my face looking at my lips
"It alright b just cool stop apologize," I say to her kissing her forehead
"You sure,?"
"Yeah," I answer lifting her off the ground spinning her around as she laughs
Putting her down we walk back to the living room
My phone rings
Taking it up off the coffee table I sighed
Weh dylan wah now
Muss supmu serious mek him a call mi personal phone
Yo
"Weh yah seh to mi!" I shout lamáya stops what she's doing and stare at me
"When?" A muss joke dis who inna dem right mind woulda teef mi gun dem?
"Ah mi a fawad now no mek no man leff yer!" I say feeling infuriated
Ago kill everybody eno
"Yuh alright,?" Mi ooman ask mi looking worried
Fuck-
Mi neva memba she deh ya?
Checking my phone I realized the time
11:56pm almost midnight
Cya leff har by herself eno but afi deal wid dis rn
"B mi afi go sum weh yah go alright by yuhself,?" I ask walking to her
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