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M A T E O
Watching her going downstairs with her suitcase as she tried not to make any sound, I shook my head rubbing my hands over my face.
Sex cya fix everything, she still hurt.
Worse like how she neva did a do nothing with Lee.
The whole situation dem did a refer to Kash.. another known gay girl weh dem mess wid. She never cheat but yet still we never hear her out.
Yuh nuh feel yuh fi let har go?
No? Yah mad?? Like yuh sick man.
"Oye? Fuck yuh think yah go?" I said, as her hand grasped the doorknob.
"Shit." She cursed under her breath as I tried to get my grimy thoughts to behave.
"Suh yah leff? Even afta dat last night?" I asked as she nodded.
"Sex cya fix everything. So yeah I am. Mi stay wrongly accused fi a while. Nun cya really fix the heartbreak plus.. I got over ya'll." She shrugged as I looked at her trying to decipher if she was lying or if she really is done.
Lie lakka indian show bout get over.
Maybe she get over dem, but me? Nah sah.
Naago check pan yuh babymada?
Yeah, afta mi done check pan har woman.
"Shantae weh mi tell yuh seh?" I said, trying not to raise my voice as venom coursed through my body, my pulse moving erratically as I tried to control my self.
Just breathe Mateo.. breathe.
Coaching my self, I sinked my fingernails into my palm the active pain bringing me back.
"Seh a body bag mi a leff yah inna..." She trailed off a bit timidly.
"Shantae. Mi tired fi fucking tell yuh seh yuh cya leff mi! Unless a inna body bag! Memba a death do us part and mi will mek sure we part with death yer!" I shouted as she looked at me her lips twitching as she turned her face away.
Not before I saw her smile.
"Come here." I call after her as she shook her head indicating that she doesn't want to be near me.
