Page 134 of Not My Type
I ignore her and she tries again. “Papi?” I ignore her.
She still a call yuh that?
“Yow mi did rate yuh zeen and yuh do some things weh mek mi a pree yuh,” I say, without looking at her.
“You did?” she sounds disappointed with her eyes on me. She huffs. “The bitch—” she starts.
“Zara,” I correct her. “Watch how yuh talk bout har.”
“Yes Zara... that bi–” I look at her. “That girl is messing up my life.” She argues.
“Nobody nah mess up yuh life. I made my choice and you a be petty. Cas look how much man out deh weh would a dead fi have you but you decide fi tek up things in a your hand and pull dah idiot stunt deh,” I say.
“Solo estaba enojada,” she says with pleading eyes.
(I was just mad.)
“And what if yuh did shoot her?”
And mek she dead like how har wasteman father mek man kill Gina.
I tighten my hands around the steering wheel. “Just lock chat man,” I hiss with my jaw clenched.
Maybe if she did make sup’m like that happ’n to Zara she would a be the first woman mi kill. Nuh 3 wah pree so dawk right now enuh especially in a this situation.
“I don’t know why you so wrapped around her... I can’t believe you,” she shakes her head. I ignore her.
“Nickoi..” she reaches over and hold my Ferragamo belt buckle. I yank her hand away.
“Stop this nuh,” her Mexican accent thick as she attempts patois.
“We lived together and our relationship was moving on to the next level and you allow her to end our relations—”
“Mi did tell yuh seh mi nuh do relationship so how you a seh that? mi just cut eh link... no seh relationship,” I’m annoyed. Well wah throw har outta mi car.
“How you doing it with her?” She asks.
“She didn’t even know you,” I ignore her question. What me and Zara have going on a we alone suppose to understand it. Plus mi nah explain miself to nobody.
If anuh Zara, my subconscious adds.
I open the pocket of the car and hand her a blindfold. She looks at it and I give her a cold stare. Talia gulps and slowly puts it on.
“Just mek sure seh yuh have it on,” I turn in Rick’s direction. When I get there I drop her off and Rick holds her.
“Do eh right bro. Know mi cya bring back Gina but one thing mi know a if anybody violate and hurt nobody fi wi a jungle justice fi dem and wi nah stop til dem feel back eh pain weh wi feel,” I hug him and push him playfully and he chuckles.
“Arite bro,” he smiles.
“Soon fawud,” I jump in the Mark X.
I didn’t include Rick in the plan because that would a be evil. Him a grieve him nuh in the right state fi all a this. I honk my horn and head back to Spanish town to pick up Zara and her grandma.
I check my time 9:18 AM.
ZARA
I get up quickly when a black Mark X stops at our gate. I stare for a while and I notice that he isn’t coming out.
