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Jayden's POV
10:35 a.m
Slightly bobbing my head to the beat of the song, I made my way into the house with the last boxes of my sister's belongings.
Spray on di potion, sprinkle di powder
Guzu dung, yuh nuh smell eh money odor
Get dah ring yah from May Pen, dah one yah from Portland
Me do scamming and drugs and obeah.
But a which part pon you do obeah Jay my sister ask before taking the box out of my hand.
Yuh soon know man I said before walking off in the direction of my room.
No, but diss strange,look from mawning mi text him and all now him cya ansa.
Ano, my ashie dis cause when mi text him phone, him normally ansa back within seconds I mumbled.
Who yah text I heard my sister asked now standing at my door way.
Dat nuh concern you likkle girl I said, getting up and walking towards my closet to look for changing clothes to put on.
You cya tell me dat she answers before sitting down on my bed then taking up my phone.
Fuck......how yuh suh nuff I blurted out before grabbing my phone out of her hands.
Shit mi know shi muss see mi wallpaper wid me and ash I thought.
Jay a wah dat pon yuh wallpaper she asked with a shocked expression her face.
Seet deh now a dat mi did a run from eno kmft.......
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Broken Souls/completed
Non-FictionI'm in love with a Jamaican Badman but I'm a boy and he's a boy I'm gay and he's "straight " AND A BADMAN This story is not real. It's made out of my imagination ,so don't take it too personally it's totally frictional ❤️!
