Page 219 of Not My Type
. “This was a big accomplishment enuh...1048 steps?... In a sun?” Gutta says to Anna. I chuckle at their conversation before I look at Nickoi who’s in deep thoughts.
“You okay?” I inquire, and he gives a nod.
I sense the weight of unspoken thoughts resting upon him, yet I decide to let him be. Nice girl. From my little bag, I retrieve some fruits, sharing them with the others before gently placing a grape at Nickoi’s lips, which he happily eats.
“Thanks,” he chews.
“Wah more?” my eyes on him. He takes a few more grapes and gulps his water, I do the same, mirroring his actions.
We linger until we’re fully ready and refreshed before heading down the trail. “This feel easier now,” Gutta chuckles.
“True but yuh affi watch yuh steps and be careful,” Nickoi says and we did just that until we finally reach the bottom.
“Wah yuh wah eat?” Gutta asks Anna, his voice low and playful.
She looks up, a smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth. “Hotdogs,” she replies with a wink.
Nickoi looks at me. “Mi want shaved ice,” I answer because I know he was about to ask the same thing.
“Food,” he presses. “Yuh can always get shaved ice.”
“Alright... umm beef,” I decide.
“Ah, fawud,” he shoots Gutta a look.
“Do unuh thing and meet wi back at the car by 12 cause we affi get ready fi the flight,” Nickoi tells Gutta, his tone firm but casual. He walks off, his hand slipping into mine as we head toward the restaurant.
We board the plane at exactly 1 PM, getting settled into our seats as we wait for takeoff. Anna and I sit together, while Nickoi and Gutta sit across from us, deep in conversation. I don’t try to eavesdrop; instead, I turn to Anna, starting up a conversation to pass the time.
“The flight a guh long mi cya bother,” I whine and she laughs.
“Girl, don’t even talk about it. How yuh meet Nickoi thou?” I blush at her question.
“I met Nickoi in the worst way... he was about to shoot my driver and he saw me.” I start telling her the story and she looks at me intently. When I’m done she smiles.
“Girl that nice eeeh!!!” Nice? I chuckle and hear the pilot talking and I ignore it, asking my question.
“How yuh meet Gutta?” I question. It makes her laugh.
“Mi always know Jai enuh,” her voice drops to a whisper. “A one a mi bredda friend though and him never like it so them fall out.”
“Ohhh so them nuh talk back after that?” I ask and she shakes her head no.
“No sah mi bredda live a Canada now though.”
The plane takes off and we continue to talk, we exchanged numbers and asked each other questions until we got tired. I moved over to snuggle into Nickoi and Anna does the same with her man. He sips his Dussé and I raise my brows even though my eyes are heavy. Mi wah sleep.
“Yuh change up today.” I say, getting comfortable.
“Mi like this too mon but that a if mi feel for it,” he says and I rest my head on him.
“Yuh always feel fi Hennessy?” I tease and get a smirk.
“You wah watch sup’m?” he rasps.
“I’ll sleep faster,” I tell him and he turns on the Tv putting it on Night School. As I watch the comedy I laugh at Kevin Hart and Tiffany Haddish.
“Hey mi can never watch them and nuh laugh,” I continue to laugh. Nickoi smiles. My eyes starts getting heavier the more I watch the show until darkness takes over. Just as the first journey I woke up a couple times to eat and fall asleep again.
