Zyairie POV
*********************************************************"Aye yuh ugly eno," evil says looking at the female who was tied to the chair
"Deven surgery did fix yuh, crawny like frog swear how man deh wid yuh fi even breed yuh,?" He asks genuinely concerned
"Imagine a kiss yuh wid dem liva lip deh," he says gagging
He's mocking her
Her eyes are filled with tears
"Yah bawl fah? Yah battyman?" He adds
"Ano lie yuh crawny eno,"
Dylan buss out laughing as I look away to not let her see me laughing
Evil mean eno dawg
"Bredda medz how half a har batty deh pon di chair and eh next hang off fake yuh fuck,"
"All you cya go beach eno enough plastic inna eh sea dem goodly all dash yuh inna one recycle bin," my eyes are filled with water from how hard I'm laughing
This has been going on for twenty minutes di dawg just start roast har outta nowhere and we can't help but laugh as he scrunches up his face at her
"No badda bawl yuh fava supmu outta jeepers creepers just stop mon,"
"All ur man afi bag yuh face wen him a fuck yuh mi know seh him favorite position a backshot so him naah fi see yuh face,"
"Gyal yuh ugly," he says walking away from her with disgust on his face
(P.S... No hate to the female I choose....she's beautiful in her own way and she must be comfortable in her skin to look how she does!)
Not being able to control my laughter I get up turning towards the wall as dylan disgustingly laughs loudly at her
Evil exits the room
Wiping my face I tried to stop laughing as I stopped I sat back down not looking at dylan so I wouldn't laugh as evil comes back in the room
"No mon yuh ugly eno mek mi go back out before mi ketch eh. Dawg unuh be careful fo unuh ketch eh ugly supmu weh a go roun in ya," he says coming back out the room
"Yuh deh pon yuh own," dylan says getting up he looks at her and starts laughing
He laughs his way out the room
Dem is a set a bully eno
"Don't cry," I mutter sitting In front her. She's just looking at me
For a split second I do feel bad for her given that's she's pregnant and all I wouldn't want Lamaya to experience any of this
Taking my gun from my waist I got up going to the table taking up the knife she looks terrified
"Relax,"
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