ʙᴀᴅᴍᴀɴ ᴀ ᴍɪ ᴛʏᴘᴇ

Break

Zyairie POV
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Jumping out the car not sure if I placed it in park or not I rush into the warehouse using the code to enter taking the stairs not waiting for the elevator I ran to the third floor

Mi really fit mon

Opening the door not caring to knock I saw whatever her name is tied to a chair with a bloody face while dylan and evil stand in front her

"Stronza," she spat out spitting blood at dylan

He slaps her hard making her face twist to the side

"Dylan," I say making him stop

She starts laughing

"You're going to pay for this," she says

Her thick accent doesn't give her a break as she struggles to talk with blood running out her mouth

Taking a good look at her I can see how badly they have beaten her

Jah know

Taking a seat at the door I watched the ongoing sight in front of me. She deserve even worst than that fi weh she do

"Dawg mi neva trust har from day one," evil says looking at her up and down with disgust

Same

"Bredda eh story deven did believable," he adds

Well it was somewhat at the beginning

"Did the russo send you,?". She doesn't answer but stares at me with hatred. I maintain eye contact tilting my head a little

She know eh things dem weh a go through mi head right now? Kill mi fi kill har eno but naah no need fi start a war wid eh Russians

Right now I still can't believe that they would do something like this after I did business with them gave them a chance to experience Caribbean culture and lifestyles

"He's gonna kill you," she voices out

He who?. Who ago kill who? Cya me...she must a smoke lascivious to rass mad she a mad out as weh valiant seh

"Shut up," rasheem said hitting her as she spoke Russian

"Aye gyal mind yaah try obeah mi eno," he says getting dawker

"Watch it eno," he adds

I listen to them bicker back and forth until I can't anymore

"Yo enough," I say as they both stop talking still glaring at each other

Let's get down to business

Getting up I walked to the table taking up the drill I press it testing the batteries then turn towards her as evil and Dylan moved away

I give her a taunting smile she swallows

Now for the real fun

Lamáya POV
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Once again I did it

I messed everything up.

The feeling of my heart breaking rips through my chest as I hold onto nothing but the memories of the long nothingness that is now replacing the love I once felt/ had

Wish I knew better then but I guess for everything there is a season and for everything that fails and is real will find it's way back yet again still it hurts

Thought I found a way out of my mind cycle that keeps me trapped within the same concept that I never seem to grasp

It's not real