《The Jamaican Savage and Ratched kinda Love》'The L word'
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Reign's POV
"Mr. Ross, mi ago lef out now yuh hear? Bye Miss Brown, Bye Mr. Whyte.."
'Shit the girl outta front. Mi not even did realise seh she outta deh to how fast mi run in ya!' I turned to face her.
"But a wa kinda Bomboclaat comedy bus business dis ya mi really a run?" I had to ask.
"Reign, don't!" Casidy whispered tugging my hand.
"Casidy, no tell mi fi no seh ntn!" I pulled my hand away. "Try no come back ya eno! Unless a waa package yuh a come pick up or come fi gi wi waan wuk, no put back yuh bom..."
"Reign STOP!"
"Fi big ole international company now, a dissa bloodclaat dressing ya mi staff dem a pudung right a di head office ? So C yuh no see dis when yuh walk in?" I turned to face her.
"Yes, But there's a right way to do things Mr. Whyte!" she said with widened eyes. "I'll deal with it the proper way."
"I apologize for Mr. Whyte's outburst just now Miss Francis. Please have a great weekend and be in by 10:30 Monday morning," she tried smoothing things over.
"So ... no work tomorrow and mi can go a bank Monday morning den! Thank you Miss!" She answered happily then head out the door.
'Poor ting think har job well safe eno! No sa... smaddy can so f...'
"A have a great mind fire every bloodclaat body and done. Cause all mi big ole Manager...Eey!" I tried to calm down. " Yuh know wa. C yuh ready?" She finished packing her stuff.
"Mr. Ross!" He jumped to the sound of my voice. I wanted to laugh at his reaction, but I had to show him that I was serious. "Fix up dis... ano dolly house... This is a business, Policies do apply!"
"I am already working towards that ... Ummm... Mr. Whyte,"
I really don't know why but Keneil has always been so afraid of me and he is thirty five years old, which seven years older than I actually am. Normally, he has always been on top of his game, but something has been quite off with him lately. But whatever it is, he has to pull it together because I mean business!
"Have a good evening." Casidy smiled and walked out.
"You too Casidy," he said and I could've sworn his eyes dropped to look at her ass as she walked out.
'Wa him just seh? Casidy??But a wa di bomboclaat a gwaan...'
"A dem friendly fucking business ya a gwaan when mi no deh ya? Fuck yuh mean Casidy? Yuh know who she be?" I was about to catch a case. I slowly stepped over to Keneil who was shaking as if the room suddenly got cold.
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"A swear mi naa do this no more!" I looked around to find Casidy standing in the doorway pissed. "Mi cyaan do this no more! Yaa get pon top a mi nerves now! GOD KNOW!" She stormed out.
'Fuck!'
I walked briskly behind her. She got in her car quickly then locked the doors.
'Shit!'
"C...No!" But she ignored and switched the ignition on anyways. And without even looking at me, she backed out and drove on her way. Without any other thought I jumped in and followed her.
I could tell just by the way she drove, that she was really angry. But I tailed her nonetheless, every overtake, every brake, I was right under her tailgate!
She got out of the car and rushed into the house.
'Wa mi go do now?'
Whatever it took, I was willing to do so I can win her over. I was not gonna let her walk away now! I never imagined a future with anyone before meeting her and now, I can't see a future without her!
I ran as fast as I could into the house so I could talk to her before she could shut me out. Charity leaped into her arms and she headed upstairs after glancing at me. She knew I wouldn't start anything with Charity in the same room.
'Shit!'
Just then I heard Mama P clearing her throat.
'Yes! Mama P must can help mi out!' I thought as I walked over to the couch and put on the most desperate face I could display!
"Mama P please mi a beg yuh..." I pleaded.
"No bada come ya so wid yuh sad puppy eye dem." She held her hand up in the air. "Mi no waan a soul go draw mi inna no banga rang! Dem seh yuh spread yuh owna bed, so a yuh fi lidung in deh!"
I was dumb struck. I stood still on the spot with my mind completely blank.
"I doe know wa yuh do and mi nuh waan know! But all mi know is, yuh betta fix ee!" She said walking past me as she hit me with the folded newspaper.
'Jah jah Gawd! Mi need fi clear mi head!'
Defeated, I got back outside, jumped in my car and just drove.
Casidy's POV
Mr. Clifford came to pick Mama P up, even though I explained the danger that lies ahead, she reacted just the same as she did the Sunday after he told me everything. I even asked her to move here so we could be protected and she claimed that 'Har days a close eeen pon har, so she naa give up har chance fi tek it freely, where eva or when eva she waan' . She's so stubborn!
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'Poor Mr. Clifford!'
Charity was asleep and I was hungry, but I couldn't avoid him forever. I opened the door and headed to the kitchen. Mummy had cooked curry goat earlier, so I wouldn't have do do anything but reheat it.
To my surprise, he wasn't in the kitchen or living room. I was not about to roam around that big ol' house to find him so I checked the garage for his car. And ofcourse, it was missing!
"That little fucka!" I voiced.
I got back inside, dished my dinner and cozied in the living room while I ate and caught up on 'Bridgerton season 2'.
'Any mount a clock him come in ya wi deh go have a conversation, him coulda deal! So mek mi gwaan wait yaa!'
***
Clash!
I woke up having an instant headache.
"A wa time now?" I searched for my phone that seemed nowhere to be found. I glimpsed Reign in the kitchen. He seemed to be cooking something. "No man, wait deh!" I dug in the sides of the sofa.
"Oh seet ya!" I checked the time. It was 6:01 am and he's up? In the kitchen too?
'No sa! Supm a gwaan!'
I realized there were four WhatsApp messages from Reign.
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Reign💦: Saturday 3:24am
I don't normally do this but, I'm reverting back to the way I was taught by my therapist back then to say something I don't know how to say out aloud. So here goes.
Reign💦: Saturday 3:25am
Dear Casidy,
I know that ever since I came in the picture things started going wrong for you and I truly apologize. That was never my intention, but it seems bad things find me where ever I go. And I know I have some deeply rooted habits that annoys the hell out of you and trust me when I say I am working on it, but change is truly alot to come by.
You have all the right to have reacted how you did , especially after that surprise visit you got. I should've only been concerned about your safety and not blow up over natural occurences. I was wrong! I admit that! I shouldn't have reacted that way. But watching a next man have eyes for you just drives me insane!
Reign💦: Saturday 3:31am
Again, I am sorry! I know you are thinking about leaving or you're probably done, but I beg for you to just give me this one last chance. There's still so much I wanna do to you, achieve with you, do for you, for us, for our family. Being with you have surprisingly unlocked another side of me that I honestly didn't know I could've had. And thats what is driving me to be even more protective of you and what we have.
Reign💦: Saturday 4:02am
Casidy I love you and I promise to do everything in my power to protect you, Charity and Mama P. No harm will ever come to you guys I promise! I SWEAR!!!!
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'Wait whaaaaat?' I pondered. 'He loves me?'
I didn't know whether to feel happy or sad about it.
On one end it means that we are both feeling the samething, 'love'. I loved this man with my heart, body and soul. However, on the other end, do I want a man that can't tell me he loves me out loud and only through a text?
But then again, he did mention it! And he did explain that this is a technique that he used back in therapy. So that definitely shows that he is trying to adapt to the 'new,' because this relationship thing is obviously new to him.
I got up, straightened myself and headed towards him. It was as if he sensed me behind him because he looked over his shoulders and quickly turned back his head when he saw me.
I could tell he was nervous because the spatula, that was once stirring, became quite still. His upper body slowly rose. I wanted to grab him, or just hold him a bit, but I was angry, a simple text won't fix this!
But the first step to fixing it is actually acknowledging that he was wrong and that, he did.
'Cho fuck it yaa!'
I gave in to the temptation and dismissing the dilemma, I hugged him from behind. My left hand covered his heart and he moved his placing it over mine. I could feel every single beat! It was almost as if time was slowered and everything moved in slow motion.
Now this is what they spoke about in Bridgerton, the feeling you get when you're in love. Its as if nothing or anyone else exists around you. Time and matter doesn't exist. Just two souls floating together in unison.
My subconciousness coughed and fanned the air, and thats when I realized the seasoning was beyond caramelized! They were burnt black! I quickly pulled back and he snapped back into reality.
"Cho fuck!" He chuckled while turning the stove off. He took the frying pan to the sink and turned the pipe on. As the water fizzled in the hot oil, he ran playfully towards me hugging and shielding me from the splashes.
Who knew he could be such a playful soul? He tickled me and guided me to the sofa... the place where it all started!
'Yeah but this time mi a finish it off right here !' *wink**wink*
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