Oakridge Stillwell📍
St Andrew.
October 22
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Armanii Billings. 18
"Manii?"
"Manii?"
Feeling a sharp slap to leg I immediately jolted up.
"Fuck wrong wid- oh mommy," I frown.
Tiffy kill yuh now.
"Finish dat and see wah yuh get," I roll my eyes.
"Why yuh wake mhi up suh early?" I ask.
"Yuh promise seh ya guh a today's session, that's why mhi mek yuh skip school todeh," she said sitting on my bed.
Taking a good look at her, I realize the red bruise under her eye.
Jah jah
"Wahm to yuh eye," I ask, she stiffens and stands up.
"Nothing, did a come from bathroom and lick up inna the door," she chuckles, I knew she was lying.
"Dat yuh always seh, everytime yuh lick inna door? Naldo nah stop put him hand pon y-"
"Hear mhi seh a the door mhi lick up inna," she raise her voice.
A normal ting. Whenever him stress or drunk dem always a fight and argue. Nah seh nth stillz cause by the next two hour a dem dat again.
"Ago bathe," I get up and walk to my bathroom.
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Nice to see you again Armanii," Mrs Porter smiles, her pen tapping away on the paper.
I nod, not wanting to make a big deal out of me being here. Again.
"Okay. First question, ready?" she asks.
"No,"
"Okay lets go. Have you been eating at least three times a day?" she asks.
Why she a look pon mn suh?
She want me or sumn
"Yes, even more than three times," I gave her a big smile.
Likkle liad bowy
"Mr Billings, drop the sarcasm. The last time you came here you fainted because of lack of energy," she rubs her forehead.
Meh.
"Okay," she signs.
"Any panic attacks since your last visit?" she asks.
"No," I simply said.
This was true. I've been going to the pharmacy every week to get refills.
"Good," she writes something and then face me again.
