Chapter 69 Exertion
Exertion
So now that I’m sure of the situation, I’m finally letting go of the anger that
was building up towards my mother. Junior though, I feel really bad for him but he said he’s over it so I guess I’ll just move on from it too.
We don’t have a choice though, do we? It’s not like we can get a time machine and plug some sense in my mother’s head and some self control in my father. He’s to be blamed too. He took his brother’s woman, creating this mess in the first place.
But I’m moving on.
What’s done is already done and I will accept it.
What I won’t accept though is the messed up part of this story.
I don’t care but Junior is my brother and my brother only.
Nothing more, nothing less. Orion might have impregnated my mother but my father was always Junior’s father and so it will be.
In my mind at least. I breathe, watching as my friends enjoy the sea.
I’m finally closing this chapter while I’m sober.
Can you imagine? I’m high grade free, painting free, Hennessy free. .
My thoughts are disrupted when I spot Zara.
She traps a plastic cup between her teeth while she grabs her hair in a high ponytail. She always amaze me how she protects her false hair, she never wah get it wet but yesterday she never mind. I chuckle to myself as my eyes trails down her body. I fold my lips when I stop at her ass.
…and I’m sex free.
It’s just me, finally healing and moving on from a sordid past. I’m proud of myself. This is a first. Zara thick enuh dawg, my subconscious says as I start admiring her again.
The view is obstructed when she moves over to the deeper side, the water is now at her waist. I hiss then Rick grabs my attention and I look over at him.
“Mi nah dead, park up the fat mark x or Benz house a build up, you a hear me again? ah… fi dah new year ya, new year ya, new year ya,” Rick sings while making a video of himself with a pure Hennessy in his hand and of course he’s dancing.
He’s sitting on the lounge chair next to the empty one beside me. He turns the phone, showing me in the back and I tilt my head making a trigger finger gesture briefly. “Still a look out fi me bredrin, ‘cause life still a battle like wrestling, hey poverty, a next thing..”
I build a spliff and as soon as I’m done and pour moscato in my cup. Relaxing, I stretch my legs out on the lounge chair, dragging at the spliff while observing the ladies in the water.
When I look away from them I spot Scar talking with a white woman who seems to be sun tanning.
Keno is a little far out in the sea, if not everyone, Keno definitely deserves this break.
Him been working non stop, mi barely see the man.
It’s safe to say everyone is enjoying themselves. Wait, I don’t see Gutta and Junior.
“Rick weh eh man dem?” He looks away from his phone when I ask that. “Gutta and Junior?”
He looks over his shoulder before he answers. “Dem gone get the food, dem did a shout yuh enuh but yuh did a meds.”
I laugh briefly. “Oh,” I drink a little more moscato. As I smoke, I slowly get in my zone then someone starts blocking the sun, forcing me to open my eyes.
“Nickoi Jacobs a hot bwoy style yuh deh pan?” Zara asks, standing over me. I laugh with my legs rocking involuntarily. She leans and slap it. “Come in a the water wid me nuh,” she says tugging at my shorts gently.
She scans me. “Obviously yuh never plan fi come in a the water, yuh come fi lidung in a lounge chair.”
I get off the chair and walk behind her. I bend, press my palm in the sand with my eyes on her ass. I approach her and smack her ass. I bite my lip.
“Ow!” She squeals, looking at her ass. I laugh at her, her glare now on me.
“Mi a kill yuh!” she comes after me. She starts attacking me with slaps and I put my weed in my mouth, before grabbing her hand.
I hug her tightly, slapping her ass two more times.
She screams before she kneels down, wrap her legs around my knees, with her arms snaked around my waist. I make a step with her like this.
We’re laughing incessantly. She’s almost touching the sand while whining and I lift her back up, forcing her to wrap her legs around my torso.
Man strong enuh cause Zara batty weigh 100 pound.
“You make mi bottom sore,” she says as she caress her ass cheeks. I put her down and she pulls me in the water and I come to a halt. I put my weed down and join her in the water. She’s already moving back.
I greet everyone, talking with mi dawg dem and joking around with the females before I swim over to Zara. She seems like something is botheringher even though she’s socializing.
“You good?” she sighs at my question, stares up at me and shakes her headno.
“I’m worried Nickoi,” she mutters and I furrow my brows.
“Why?”
“Mi… mi,” she tries and I stop her, holding her waist.
“Gather yourself first.”
“Yes so… I took the injections and it’s suppose to last for 3 months then I’d get another,” she starts and I interrupt her.
“And you been a do that. Zara weh this a go?” Why yuh so impatient G?
She swims into my arms, holding my face. “Why don’t you listen?”
“Mi a listen,” I tell her, we are close to each other, both making eye contact.
Aww.
“Are you listening Nickoi?” She looks up at me and I sigh. She’s beingsarcastic.
“Ah talk,” I let out.
“No but watch the lovers,” Suzanne points out and they laugh.
“Stop pree the Don and him woman man,” Keno says.
Suzanne chuckles. “Mi just a bother them.” I focus on Zara again, drowning out the other chattering.
“You make mi nuh wah talk again,” she says when I give her the ‘start talking’ look.
“Zara just talk nuh,” I say sliding my hands inside her bikini.
She moves back after slapping my hand away. “Not the time for that.” Oh?
I sigh. “Alright mi a listen… yuh say something bout 3 months.”
“My point is mi a be dumb again and that’s why I was crying,” she admits.
“Yes you were rough as usual but I am just worried. I mean the last time I missed the pill and it’s not like I regret my babies because I don’t, but after you you-know-what in me, I realize that it’s a little over the 3 months since I’ve taken my injection.
And my period isn’t here yet so I’m wondering. ”
I stare at her.
“Uh… so you think mi score again?” I trail off.
She’s annoyed by my wording. “Yes it’s possible, I’ll just watch and see, mialso know seh the injection can change my cycle and even make it nuh come when it should but Nickoi we been nah use no protection,” she adds.
“We can,” I say.
“Nickoi you nuh worried?”
“Fi wah? Mi tell you say anything fi do with you mi ready enuh.” I shrug . She smiles somberly.
“I’m scared,” her voice soft and I hug her.
“Mi nuh wah yuh be scared Mami, mi deh yah fi you enuh,” I promise.
“I know it’s just that it’s probably not the right time since the twins are just 7months. I am mostly scared of the labor, I felt like I was going to die.”
“And mi say mi deh yah.” How much time she go mek mi say this?
She snuggles into me. “I’m happy for this little break away, it was on mymind a lot.”
I hug her before kissing her forehead. “Don’t worry about it, we can check Aunty tomorrow and whatever the situation is we work with it. If you pregnant then we just deal with it and if not, we use the protection.”
She hugs me tightly. “I love you-”
“Yow eh food deh ya enuh!” Gutta shouts.
Junior gestures his hand. “Fawud!”
“Food?” Zara says surprised and I chuckle to myself before I hold her hand. “Come on.”
UNKNOWN
I scroll through Prezi’s woman Instagram and all I can say is, she up deh wid Lori Harvey and em’ girl deh. Most of her videos are saved in her highlights and her pictures. Jah… she’s fine as hell. Gyal body firm, skin clean. Jah know. I glance down, and just by looking, I’m hard.
A good thing a me alone deh yasso. But that’s the thing with him, he always wants the best. The best cars, the best house, the best clothes, the best woman, the best everything. And thinks so highly of himself.
I scroll through her comments and I find him but his account is private. Gwaan like him a the smartest man pon earth.
Or the safest? My subconscious adds.
Mek wi see how safe yuh be nuh Prezi.
I laugh to myself.
As I continue to scroll I spot Alrick’s account. I breathe, him a the next idiot. Him know say Nickoi and him bredda murder my father which is his uncle and he’s still around them playing ‘loyal’.
His page isn’t private.
Nice.
He has ten pictures but I don’t bother to look at them instead I press on his story with my fake page. He’s singing Teejay’s new year and I chuckle when he says ‘mi nah dead’.
“Yuh nah dead but yuh Don will, if yuh get caught up, it would a just be your fate cuz,” I say to myself. Then adrenaline surges through me when I spot him in the background of the video. Prezi. They’re at Lime Cay. Rick naw learn enuh.
Then again he was never ready fi the bad man life, he’s only a ‘pretty bwoy’ scammer. Nick nuh tell him say him fi post two days after him lef the location? Or eh bwoy Nick a slack up?
You see if mi never in a good mood mi go down deh wid mi dawg an’ mek everything dead inna dat. Brawling. I replay the video, only focusing on him. Bwoy nuh fi a breathe. Him a live the life man and he seems happy too.
You soon mash up that man. Soon.
Soon tek him likkle 3 points.
FLASHBACK
“Which bwoy yuh seh a diss yuh?” Prezi asks, driving us to school in his Bmw.
“Eh bwoy Jonathan,” I tell him. He doesn’t say anything for the remainder of the drive. He pulls over at one of his friend’s, parking the car there before we walk over to school.
“Eh bwoy Willis out yet,” I say to Nick. Willis is the head prefect and him always see or find something wrong on us. Especially Nick. Him a one athe reason the man ever a get in a trouble.
As we walk through the gate a few students walk through and Willis allowsthem to past. When we approach he tells me to turn over my belt before hetouches Nick, stopping him.
Nick yanks his hand away. “Doh put yuh hand pan me prefect bwoy.”
A few students around chuckles and Willis ignores it, upsetting Nick withwhat he says next. “Empty your bag.”
“Why?” Nick asks and I interrupt him.
“That mi a seh too a wah? Yuh mussy love eh man bredda,” I shake my head.
“I have to do it,” Willis says.
“Says who?” Nick laughs in disbelief. He’s angry. He starts cursing andWillis flinches but he’s taller than Nick so he’s trying to ‘stand tall.’ “How much man pass and yuh deeven meds them but as mi fawud yuh see everything pan man fi talk bout?”
“I have to check your bag,” he presses.
“Mi naw empty it so is either yuh move out a me way or yuh call eh principal else suh’m a guh gwan,” Nick says close to him. I always admire how serious he is. The both of us together is trouble. Nick didn’t really talk much but deadly while I was the one who would jeer you but also deadly.
“Yow mi nuh like repeat miself enuh, is either yuh move out a me way elsemi-” before he could finish what he was saying Willis was out of the way.
We got to the first two classes and stayed at our spot for the remainder ofthe day. Nick on his phone with his Mexican girlfriend while texting otherwoman who would text him.
Later that day we linked with the other niggas, Doritos, Gutta, Keno, Rick and attacked Jonathan and his friends. They’re big men and we are only in11 Grade. We were successful in the end, we didn’t kill them but we mash dem up. And imagine, we a juvenile.
PRESENT
We were like brothers. I can’t believe we’ve reached to this, where I hatehim and want him dead.
All because him family greedy and corrupt.
Anything is possible though and I mean anything.
I’m sure of this especially when I think back on our past and where we are now.
The love that I had for him turned into so much rage and loathe.
Unuh a did blood enuh, that’s how close you were, my subconscious reminds me.
I know but things change. People change, and situations change. A nextthing I learn is that betrayal comes from your close friends most of the timeand then it destroys relationships and nuff other good things. It makes youforget your history with people and just act off emotions.
And a that mi a do… and a dat mi a go do.
Wah that?
Act off my emotions and put a shot in his head. I’m doing it myself, even ifthat’s the last thing that I get to do on this earth.
And deh same gyal deh weh him have a mi a go have that.
Just watch.
I know his weakness enuh, so I know exactly where to strike. I smoke the weed, relaxing on my chair then my girlfriend calls me from the room.
I hiss.
“Come help me take this up,” she says and I get up.
“Why you even get up, yuh better?” I ask her.