Page 232 of Not My Type
I feel so bad for Mrs. Adams. She’s such a lovely lady, and she doesn’t deserve any of this. I lean back, trying to figure out what to do. I’ve got two options, but both come with consequences, making the decision damn near impossible. When I think about it, it’s always easier to just mind my business, but damn… Mrs. Adams is too kind. Should I really just sit here and pretend I don’t know her husband’s out there cheating with younger girls, possibly giving her an STD? She really doesn’t deserve that.Aye!! Mi nuff enuh. It’s for a good cause…
And also when I think about it, what would happen if I talk? That could put me in danger because he would know I told her. He’s such an arrogant man and if he’s bringing woman in his house while his wife is just a room away he’s capable of doing anything. And look how the news demdisturbing... mi nuh wah be the next headline. If I laugh I dieeee!
Hello miss yuh forget who your boyfriend be... wah that man could a possibly do yuh?
Alright, so let’s say I go to her and she throws him out or divorce him. Wouldn’t I be the reason for all that? What if her heart is weak and she gets a heart attack or her blood vessel burst? A my conscience it would a deh pan. Egg–Zackly. This bigger than me, mek mi leave it alone.
I get back to studying with it on my mind. It’s so unfortunate on Mrs. Adam’s side. With a sigh, I shake my head to rid myself of those thoughts and focus on the video until she’s back.
“How is it going?” She asks and I look at her. Why him a do this to the woman?
“Um it’s going good,” I retort and she smiles. Mi distracted.
“Okay good and I see you watching videos, that’s a smart way to cover the wide topics,” I nod at that.
I feel so guilty knowing that I know something this serious and I’m holding it back. I don’t even know if it’s my place to tell her. Ugh mi hate this!
Why mi neva have in an earphone fi nuh hear the sound? Jesus.. Mi wouldn’t feel this guilty. I feel as though im carrying a 100 tonne load on my back knowing this information.
“You look stress you can take a break enuh,” If only she knew.
“You eat turkey neck?” she questions and I nod slowly.
“Long time mi nuh eat it,” I tell her. “Alright mi did cook up some mi a go just steam some rice... that’s okay?”
“Yeah,” I smile. She walks out shortly after. I open my phone and call Nickoi and Rick’s face pops up causing me to smile.
“Wah gwaan sis?”Sis? Nickoi friends a come round mon.
“Heyy can I talk to Nickoi?” I can see that he’s at our home. The background noisy bad!
The Outlawz are talking at once. I can hear an ear shattering meld of video game and music playing too.Wah dem a gwan wid? No sahh. Nickoi a have boys getaway with his friends. How cute... mi spot Gutta and Junior too.
“Wifey pan the phone,” Rick hands the phone to him. He takes it, sitting it on his lap, eyes on the screen. Watch ya!?
“Sir!” I call with an attitude, his eyes falls to the camera with a smile only I can put on his face. He gestures his hand to his brother.
“Yea Zara distract the bwoy fi mi deh,” Gutta laughs and I hear cars speeding.
Ohh, they’re playing Need for speed. Gutta nuh easy enuh. Nickoi quickly gives Junior the control and walk outside.
“Deh pon?” he asks and I look around me.
“I’m in a situation,” I whisper and he furrow his brows.
“Kinda situation?” Concern etched on his face. “Nuh the teacher lady yard yuh deh?”
“Yea..” I take a glance behind me.
“Why yuh keep looking around... wah a happ’m? Mi need fi get the clip load?”
I blush and say. “I saw her husband cheating babe and I don’t know if I should tell her or not.”
“Doh tell har,” Why am I not surprised?
I breathe. “Okay.”
“Always hear mi mother seh yuh nuh fi get in a couple problems... wi nuh know the reason him a do that yuh zi mi,” Nickoi adds. “Wah you go over there fi do?”
