Page 143 of Not My Type
“Zara everything good? A 2:30 now enuh,” he tells me.
“I-I want to talk to y-you,” I say, trying to sound calm. “About s-sup’m.” His line is silent before he breathes.
“Why you a cry?” he asks and I face palm myself. His ears too clean enuh.
“I am w–” he interrupts me.
“Accept,” he says and I notice that he’s requesting a video call. I quickly wipe my face and accept the call. The video is black.
“Wah dem do b?” He asks. I know he thinks it’s my family. As I try to gather the words to say to him I start crying.
The way how everything a run right now I don’t even know what to think. Look how people heartless nowadays? Them nuh care how you look or who you are fi shoot you. Look how dem kill 15 people just so and run weh free. Who knows what they’re doing next or who them a go kill next.
Sigh stop overthinking mon, nothing nah go happen to Nickoi.
A Spanish town this enuh. Right now mi stress out.
“Mi a come,” he says, getting out of bed. Maybe because I went silent. I don’t want him to come.
“You nuh have to,” I say because it’s too early and he’s already in danger. “I- I’ll talk to you on the phone.”
“Mi a come,” he insists. So stubborn.
“ Nickoi I don’t want you by yourself so nuh come here!” I say to him angrily.
He clicks on the light and he has a stupid smile on his face. “You a worry?” he smirks and I roll my eyes.
“Nickoi I’m not joking enuh mi a hear some things weh mi doh like,” I say to him and he sits down with a sigh.
“Arite talk to me,” he says, he looks a little sleepy. I breathe out before I speak.
“Who and you in a war?” I ask and he gives me a weird look.
“Wah yah talk bout Zara?” he asks.
“You a lie to me?” I tilt my head and he shakes his head. So if him nuh in a war why dem wah kill him?
“You and nobody have nutt’n?” I ask again.
“No,” he says. “Not right now.”
“Somebody want you dead and I’m worried as hell,” I tell him in a sad tone.
He doesn’t say anything. On his face is a weird expression but he definitely isn’t worried. Weird. “Nuh worry bout that b,” he says and get up.
Is he serious? Then smaddy can calm so when them hear seh smaddy wah kill them? “How yuh mean mi nuh fi worry?!” I yell. “Yuh life in a danger and you a act like yuh nuh care? Mi seh somebody wah kill you and people a warn me about it,” I say angrily.
“And mi seh nuh worry about it cas mi hear,” he says. “Mi a come link yuh.”
I stare at him for a while. “Okay.”
I knew Nickoi was coming so I brushed my teeth and wait for him in the living room. The house is very quiet because everyone is asleep. I power the TV on, scrolling through Netflix for a movie to watch until he’s here. A car engine grabs my attention and I look through the window and spot Nickoi coming. Him take forever fi reach because it’s almost five o’clock. I pull the door and use the key to open the grill. He walks in and I close the grill before I walk inside behind him. He walks into my room and I power off the Tv.
“Who tell yuh?” he questions as soon as I walk into the room. He’s lying on my bed. I join him.
“It nuh matter I just want you to be careful,” I say softly.
“Zara who tell yuh?” he repeats.
