Ackeem's POV
This must of to be my suffering..... my punishment, bearing the pain of loosing my real friends and stuck in this damn wheel chair. It's ungrateful of me to ask God why he did this to me but In truly I did this to myself and I should be glad he consider saving my life.
A nuh likkle people mi send a hell
A nuh likkle mada mi mek bawl fi dhem son.
And mi find joy in doing so tuh, right now mi haunted becaz mi cah get fi exercise me riffle.
All da bwoy Julius deh, better pray him ole mi before mi ole...
Ole Clip mi a empty in a him face...
From playing game to watching tv is all I do all day, wheeling around in this fucking wheel chair is just not my thing.
Mi should a deh a road a mek money but instead mi stuck in a this bombo..
I wheel to the side of my bed and help my self up since Kayla decided to abandon me for the past two hours now.
Bout she gwan pon road wid fren like she nuh know mi miserable when mi cah see her.
Mi skin a hitch mi fi kno she deh out suh fucking long..
I ease up one of the pillow to check for my gun and see it resting well under there. I then switch the tv on, just skipping through netflix because of how bored I am.
"Pure fuckery pon ya" I hiss, switching the tv off and toss the remote aside.
I reach for my phone and lay back comfortable before opening my WhatsApp.
Me: Yow, weh yuh deh so long?
I tap my hands impatiently on the bed as I wait for her response.
Kayla: mi deh a d supermarket, mi suh cum😒
Me: mi hungry enu and memba mi cah fucking walk.
Mi nuh hungry, mi juss wah har ya..
Kayla: food nuh in di kitchen Ackeem weh yuh can ketch 🤦♀️
Before I could reply, Nelly name flashes across the phone screen and I answer him.
"Yow" I answer turning into another position as I get uncomfortable in the first one.
"How things dung deh?" He asks.
"Nuh di same"
"How di therapy a gwan? No improvement" He asks.
"Dhem a duh dhem thing yea" I answer him.
Mi nuh like it but mi wah walk again suh mi just a bare it out..
And di fish weh wuk deh, aguh pon mi death list... man fi a dig out ooman ole nuh man... mi and him when dem foot ya start wuk..
"Cool, wah give yuh a talk enu" he says sounding like he's chewing on food.
"Wapm?" I asks as I try to get back into the wheel chair.
Wah one a dhem security bwoy deh fi cum take dung one a dhem liquor deh weh mi muma hide.
"Yuh passport up to date? Wah yuh cum up ya soon enu, betta therapy and medical ser-
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काल्पनिकWARNING!!!! explicit language, abuse and strong sexual content. "Mi tired a yuh a swear 🤬!" I say out loud then quickly regret it. "Repeat weh yuh just seh pu**yhole!" He dare me. Tired a who? Pu**y yuh think you cah lef me... a white man yuh wah...
