"Stop ramp wid me," Noah tugs the strans of my weave backward, forcing me to look up at him. "Weh mi did tell yuh seh?"
"Who ave mi heart?"
~♡~♡~♡
Giana and Noah.
For Jamaicans who wish to read Jamaican books.
[This book is under editing at the mom...
<Also didn't use insta for a part bcz I didn't feel to anymore>
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📍Kingston, Jamaica
10:45pm
NYLA's POV
I couldn't beleive he put her over me. At this point I regret the plan not working. Just mek mi get mi hands pon har and she aguh wish she neva born. E dutty bitch escape- the plan was Shawn should have been the one to rape her but they made ajustments without my knowledge and now the fucking plan gone to bullshit.
I hiss, pacing my room with my arms crossed. Noah aguh regret meeting the bitch. School resumes next week and I haven't heard from Chrissy or Asia.
Asia probably a get pimp out by har wuckless daddy anyway -but Chrissy no usually avoid mi.
My phone vibrated with a message. Speak of the devil. <Mi deh pan mi way gyal mi ave a update> I furrow my brows, confusion etched onto my features. I quickly replace my mothers gun in the safe, locking it inside her room with the code. Giana death trap dat.
I shut her room door, quickly running to the front door where a loud knock was placed. "Gyal stop beat up Mitsy door," I shout at her before pulling the door open.
"Mi seh gyal!!" She starts, clapping her hands dramaticly. "Mi ave a piece a story fi yuh" I leaned on the door frame watching in amusement. It try involve Giana downfall or else mi no wah hear.
"Come in nuh," I move to the side so she could step in.
"Muma- har man name Dejaun and him go KC" Giana man?
"So whats the tea?" I raise a brow interested.
"Mi aguh show yuh, mi screen shot e wull convo" She pulls out her phone, searching in recent photos for the screenshots.
