GOD IS GREAT.........this is beautiful , I am so happy for you .

I finish , I catch up, mi deh pon di same page has unnu.........

A wah wrong wid Delmar...........Mya nuh want you........sick head man guh kidnap har.....

Too much smoking will do dat to you......... Mad , sick, head nuh good..............you bredda gwan muder you when him catch you..........Tink the wedding build up was good........wait .unnu just wait....Fitz ( a him seh dis , mi not even memba) bu tMya can hadle har self.....

Jawi tanks........you come back with a vengance

doan mi tell u...

Jawi..thank u sooo much for those many pages..I pray u will be better

Ladies mi a go a mi bed mi cyan ole up ...u woulda tink mi 5mths nite nite ladies

be blessed
Kimmy

I'm late i didn't know you where pregnant. go ahead ya'll have all the kids for me i dont want know more than the 2 i have.

Delmar: Mya baby! OOOOooo! I can wait to taste you girl. I had to perfect my skills on some other women, but I’m sure you will be pleased. Touch mi hood babes. Mi cocky stiff doan? *Delmar places Mya’s submissive hand in his lap to touch him. He runs his hand through her silky hair over and over again, while he dry humps the lifeless hand in his lap.*

Delmar: Ow yuh gwaan shy? Squeeze ie puttus…squeeze hup de cocky.

Mya gains consciousness again. This time, she remembers the horrible scene in the locked carport. She is careful not to make much noise, or draw attention to her awakened state.

Mya: MY God! He has truly lost his mind. Father, I know I don’t pray often…but I need you now. Please don’t let him rape me or hurt my unborn child. Please give me the strength, endurance and wisdom to find a way out of this. Please God. Amen

Mya is repulsed and sickened by the things Tran is doing to her hand. It takes all of her self restraint not to claw at his naked d**k with her nails. Instead, she wills her hand to go limp like a noodle. Delmar continues to rub her hand up and down his shaft inside his pants. He squeezes her fingers around him so tightly that it felt as if her fingers would all break from the pressure of his hand.

Delmar soon grows tired of pleasuring himself. He starts humming to himself. None of the tunes make any sense because he is stringing different songs and genres together to suit his ever changing moods.

Delmar: Mya, I forgive you for being with my brother. We have fooled a lot of women into sleeping with us. You didn’t really know me long enough to be able to tell my work from his, so it’s okay. I’m just happy we are together now. I hope our friends and guests aren’t too upset that we didn’t make it to the reception. I’m sorry baby. Were you really looking forward to going? I know you wanted to cut the cake and drink champagne, but I’ll make it up to you. I promise. Hearth Hangel, we are almost there. Wake up puttus! Look at the beautiful scenery. Portmore is the most beautiful area of Jamaica in my opinion. Do you like it? Come on Mya! WAKE THE HELL UP MI LIKKLE BIT**!!!

Lawd! This story doan turn into ah singting!! Mi neva see dis ere a come! Now dem on a high speed chase! Wooieee! I am stressed out!!!!! I feel all ah Rasta pain...Jah knoa!!!

Ah wah!!! yuh late fuhreal!! yuh nuh kno bout deh VJ wata deh?

WTH!!! This man is NASTY!!!! Why is he raping her hand wid his nastiness!!!?

Mi tell u he dun lost it fit tru



Nasty... perverted... FREAK!!! Mi hope em brudda nah have too much of em genes

Delmar getting on my nerves w/his mad man ways.....he's another Ian....sick basta*d

Jawi.....thank you for the morning read...you have surely set me in a good mood this morning.

Mya: Oh hell no! I got your bit**! Don’t get it twisted! I will whip you’re a** up in this piece! Travis please come after me. Okay, Mya get your head together girl. Play the game. You have got to figure out how to get the gun from him.

Mya begins stirring again. She moans louder than required. Then she touches her head gingerly.

Mya: Ow. Tra-Tran baby. Where are we? Why are you driving so fast? Slow down baby. Let’s enjoy our day. I’m so glad you didn’t give up on us Delmar. But-but, you really hurt me Delmar. Why did you hit me? Why did you pull a gun on me? On-on our-our wedding day?

Delmar: Oohh Baby girl. You’re up. Did you sleep well? You are beautiful Mya, my beautiful Hearth Hangel. I’m sorry I got a little rough with you. My brother put obeah pon yuh. So, I had to take drastic measures to get you back. You belong with me. Your heart is with me. Did you miss me baby?

Mya: Uh-yeah. I missed you. Wh-what is obe yah? Where are we going?

Delmar: Ha-ha! Puttus! Obeah is witchcraft, voodoo. Rastas love using obeah to control oomens minds. We are heading to Portmore, Boston Bay actually. Are you hungry? When we get there, I will stop to let you taste some of the best jerk pork you will ever taste in your life. You need to freshen up a little. Yeyewata mash hup yuh make-up. Mya, I’m really hot. I need you right now. How about pleasing your husband a little? I mean…I waited for our wedding night.

Mya: Huh? Oh no! I mean…I mean. Sh**! You know I can’t manage certain things since I’m carrying your child. I’m really hungry baby. If I don’t eat, I’m going to get sick again. You don’t want me to gag and throw up all over you. Don’t rush things now Tran. We have all night. It will be just like our first time in the restroom at the airport. Baby, I need to call Toya so she won’t be worried about us not showing up for the reception.

Delmar: Yeah…I don’t think I would be very happy to see vomit on my cocky. Ha-ha. I’m going to feed you soon. Then, I will feed the baby too. How’s Daddy’s munchkin? Rude bwoy pickney juss like im faada mash hup mummie rass. My favorite moment with you was the airport restroom, the park bench…ooooo yeah the park bench. Oh yeah, and the beach. I think I fell in love with you that night on the park bench when you quint hup de pums pon mi, pull mi locs and bite mi hup. Bwoy real yeyewata run frum mi yeye dem. Baby, I can’t let you call Toya. You know that baby.

Mya: Why honey? I don’t we should make her worry for no reason. I can tell her not to tell anyone our secret. Come on baby. Then I can really relax and enjoy please my baby.

Delmar: I’m weak for you Hearth Hangel. I hear your voice in my dreams. You can call her, I will speak to her first, to make sure you aren’t slipping under his spell again. Then, you can tell her. Don’t make me get rough again.

what a twist..........
Mya girl use you head....play the game fi real.I only hoope he really allows her to call Toya

Frowzy: Yo Rasta! Yuh gyal move har harm dem. Har nuh ded. Look, har just move har headtop! Bumbo!

Tradee: Jah! Mi ere baby…mi ere. Mya just focus on our love. We have to get her away from him. Mi ago lick im rass! Whaa appen tuh mi brodda?

Fitz: Rasta, maybe yuh should call im. Find hout whaa im chat bout. Try fe figure im mood and ow im stay.

Tradee: EEhhnnn. Mi might mad im ead, mek im do sumting tuh mash har hup. Too risky.

Frowzy: Let mi do ie. Mi can tell im dat Chantelle look har mummie car. Nuh man…we can get Chantelle fe call imp on tree-way.

Tradee: Nuh sar. Mi brodda nuh eediat. Im ead gwaan mad…but im nuh rass eediat. Come on Mya babes…chat im hup…mek im stop somewhere. Jah knoa mi cyan manage dis.

The ringing phone startles all three of the men. They all look at Fitz’s phone, then back at each other.

Fitz: Hey babes. Mi driving right now. Baby, we found them. Mya is okay, but we are following them now. Yeah…yeah Delmar managed to get her at the wedding. I will call you with more detail. I love you too. I’ll be careful. Are you okay Toya? No..no…no police okay. Street justice we ah deal wid. He’s not doing too well. Yeah he just wants his woman back. We’ll get her back safely.

Tradee: Yo mi yout…dem pull hoff de road! Fitz ova yereso!

Fitz: Zeen. Toya likkle more babes. *Hangs up the cell phone* Awhoa!! Tran just got out of the car with Mya. Im stop fe food? Rasta yuh call.

Tradee: Frowzy mi yout. Walk hup next tuh dem zeen. Delmar nuh knoa yuh. Try fe tell Mya mi dere yere.

Frowzy jumps out of the car. He walks up behind Delmar and Mya. Mya glances over her shoulder, and almost faints from joy. She shakes her head no, and her eyes plead for him to move back.

Delmar: What’s wrong girl? You aren’t going to sleep on me again are you? Come on baby.

Mya: Honey, I’m sorry. My head still hurts a little. I stumbled from the pain. I’m just trying to clear my head. Delmar, I have to use the restroom. I think the smells are getting to me. Can you get me some chicken and bread? I don’t think I can handle the pork.

Delmar: I’ll go with you. Nah, maybe not. I don’t want the vomit to ruin my appetite. Besides, it’s just you and me now. Give me a kiss Hearth Hangel.

Mya looks up at him, and she offers a small peck on Delmar’s once smooth and baby-soft lips. The roughness of his lips startles her. Delmar palms her a** crudely, and literally inhales her lips. He shoves his tongue deep into the recesses of her mouth. Mya can feel the bile rising, and threatening to spill forth. She wants to do nothing more than vomit all over him. Instead she pulls away from his hungry kiss, and asks someone for the restroom. A gentleman too busy to look at her, hands her a key on a heavy wooden chain and points in the direction of the small restroom. Mya kisses Delmar’s neck to reassure him, then walks quickly toward the restroom. As soon as she gets to the restroom stall, Fitz grabs her. Fitz and Tradee tell her to get in the car and lie on the floor out of sight.

NOW !!! OONUH GO OVA DERE GO BEAT HIM RASS!! dyam mad eediat bwoy ..

Frowzy: Yo bredrin! Whaa gwaan? Beg yuh a smalls man. I man nuh nyam frum mawnin.

Delmar: Whaa gwaan mi yout? Mi dere yere bredrin. Times hard inna de ghetto mi yout. Whaa yuh wan fe nyam?

Frowzy: Respect mi yout…mi nyam fish ar fowl. Nuh pork pass mi mout lips!

Delmar: Dread! Wan steam fish bredrin! Walk good mi yout. Likkle more.

Delmar begins walking toward the restroom with his and Mya’s food. He looks up, and notices that the key is on the ground and the stall is still padlocked. Delmar looks around and spots Fitz and Tradee walking toward him. His first reaction was to run, but he remembers the gun. Delmar drops the food, and grabs the gun. Before he can aim the gun at his target, Frowzy rushes him from behind. The gun goes off into the air. BANG! The crowd begins screaming and running.

Frowzy and Delmar tussle on the ground, both trying to take possession of the gun. The gun goes off again, BANG! and blood pours on the concrete. Delmar drops the gun, stunned because he has never wounded another person, less known taken a life. Mya screams, and covers her mouth in horror at the scene unfolding outside the safety of the car.

BLOODCLAAT ..him kill Frowzy....lawd !! mi head

Wooo mi suh glad dem git tuh MYA Tings nuh be suh good fe Delmar cause 'im bout tuh git de BLOODC**T dawg Boo Boo outta 'im Rass :yes:Han ie serve 'im right wit 'im dutty kidnapping, hand raping, lyaid, mad self!! Go nuh bwoys beat 'im dung!!

De gun go hoff twice!! Oh lawd mi hope 'im nuh shoot Tran tuh!! Lawd mi belly nuh feel good bout dis 'ere atall

No wey Jawi loves Fitz...besides she would neva do us dat wey

brownie not Fitz Frowzy 'im bredda

On noooooooooo, him can't kill Frowzyyyyyyyyyy..........like yeye wata drop from mi eyes, I am really into this.........

RASSCLAAT.....PLEASE DON'T TELL ME THAT FRITZ OR TRAVIS GET SHOT.....PLEASE DON'T

MORE MORE MORE MORE.......PRETTY PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lawd mi belly drop too! Mi cyaan tek ie!!

OMG! My stomach hurt! I feel sick!

HOW YOU HOLDING UP TODAY JAWI?????????

Marsha...I love each of ur siggy...I pray u get thru whatever u've been going thru

Thanks kimmy, with the help of the most high and my new found family I know I will get through it..... ;yes:

Frowzy and Delmar tussle on the ground, both trying to take possession of the gun. The gun goes off again, BANG! and blood pours on the concrete. Delmar drops the gun, stunned because he has never wounded another person, less known taken a life. Mya screams, and covers her mouth in horror at the scene unfolding outside the safety of the car.

Fitz runs to his brother as some men from the crowd grab Delmar. They pin him down to the ground until the police can get there. Tradee is shocked, not sure which way to go. He looks through a fog at the scene before him. His twin lying on the ground, pinned by strangers, a gun lying a few yards away from him, and his best friend now covered in his own brother’s blood. Tradee runs to his friend. Fitz is sobbing uncontrollably, and rocking Frowzy’s lifeless body back and forth.

Fitz: Nuh man…nuh man. SH**!!! Mi ere baby brodda…mi ere. Wake up Frowzy…wake up baby. Mi promise mummie dat mi tek care hof yuh. Mi ah get yuh tuh de hospital and yuh gwaan good. Come on warrior! Yuh strang man…please baby brodda. GAWD!!! *Fitz continues to rock, mumble and cry to his brother*

Tradee: *Kneels and tries to find a pulse on Frowzy*Fitz mi yout…mi sarry. Mi sarry bredin…Bumbo! Ah mi fault. Mi shoulden let im do ie! Fitz…im gwaan man. Im gwaan. Jah knoa! BUMBOCL**!

Tradee gets up calmly and stalks over to his helpless twin. Tears stream down his face, as he looks into his own mirror image. He kicks Delmar in the face full force, over and over again. Delmar spews blood and teeth from his mouth. His face crumbles from the onslaught of Tradee’s foot. Just as he lifts his leg to stomp Delmar’s chest, Mya gets out of the car running.

Delmar: I love you Mya Heerarrerth Haaerengel! Sheredd’s mieneeyne Raasdtda!

Mya: TRAVIS!!! BABY NO!! NO!!!! PLEASE TRAVIS! You are going to kill him. Baby think about me and our baby. Please Travis, he isn’t worth it. Come on Travis baby. Please don’t. Let the police put him behind bars. Don’t give up your life for his. Your brother needs help.

Tradee falls to the ground sobbing. He is breathing hard from the physical exertion that would permanently disfigure his twin. Mya kneels beside him, and cradles his head in her small arms. Tradee holds on to Mya as if his life force depends on it, and thunderous sobs rack his body. In what seems like eternity, but was in reality only 10 minutes, the police and ambulance arrive.

Jawi.........please don't leave me hanging like this......please pretty please

I'm glad it wasn't Travis or Fitz but Frowzy....awwwwwwwww damn him dead fi true.

Toya paces back and forth at the reception. She absentmindedly accepts both congratulations and sympathetic concern from wedding guests and family members. Her parents do their best to distract her from her worries. Fitz’s mother and grandmother talk to her in comforting tones, and assure her that both Mya and Fitz will be fine.

Toya: Grandmummie…why won’t Fitz call me? He told me that they found her with Delmar. What could be taking so long? Something is not right. I can feel it. Fitz needs me. Oh God! Please let them be okay.

Grandmummie: Toya mi gyal. Hush yuh frettin. Yuh married a very wise and brave man. Im smart and im knoa ow fe stay inna dese streets, undastand? Everyting criss.

Toya’s mother: I’m speechless. I can’t believe any of this. What happened to just relaxing on the beach for your vacation?

Toya’s father: Baby girl, Ian is outside. He wants to talk to you. Now, I agree that he wasn’t the right man for my angel…but, don’t you think he deserves some answers? I raised you to be forthright and honest in your actions Toya. Do the right thing for your own peace of mind.

Toya: But…but…he doesn’t…Okay Daddy.

Toya’s mother: Carl, that man doesn’t deserve the right to breathe the same air as our little girl. Toya, do you want me to come with you?

Toya’s father: Katherine, Toya is not our little girl anymore. She is a married WOMAN. She has to make adult decisions, and running away from things is not an adult decision. Toya, don’t start your new life with baggage. Clear the air, so you can live with yourself. I’m here if you need me.

Toya kisses her mother and father before she walks to the front yard to see Ian. Melodee is standing almost in his back pocket, and she is glancing around nervously.

Toya: What is going on? I thought I told you that you were not welcome Ian. What do you want to talk about? Why is she here? Is she your bodyguard now?

Melodee: Eeehnnn. Ah mi man now. Mi have hevery right tuh stand by mi man. Mi nuh have wuds fe yuh mi gyal, yet. Low mi.

Toya: What?

Ian: Melodee, give me a minute or two. I love you. Do you want to go back to the truck until I’m finished?

Melodee: *kiss teet* Are you trying to get rid of me Ian? I’m not going anywhere.

Ian: Baby. You told me that you were okay with me coming here to settle things. I don’t mind you being with me, but Toya does. I need answers to a few things okay. Remember what I said about class honey.

Melodee: Alright. But, I’m not going to the truck. Do you think I can get something to drink, ma’am?

Toya: Fine. Whatever. What do you want from me Ian?

Ian: I just want to know why. Why did you sneak off to Jamaica to get married? How long have you known this guy? Did you meet him online or something?

Toya: I didn’t know him when I booked my trip Ian. You treated me like a possession, like a dog, actually worse than a dog. My self-esteem was shattered. I mean for God’s sake, you told me that you gave me HIV right after you proposed to me. What kind of sh** is that to pull on the person you claim to love? Fitzroy is the best thing to happen to me. I told him that I may be HIV positive, and he loved me anyway. Fitz opened his heart to me, he gave me friendship, companionship and more love than I ever thought I deserved. So, when he asked me to marry him, I didn’t hesitate. Fitz showed me that your type of love was all wrong, and I deserve better than you. By the way, I’m not HIV positive. I got my test results here in Jamaica.

Ian, I used to want to know why you did the things you did. But, now I don’t…I don’t…Mya? My, honey? I’m so happy to see y-y-you. FITZ!!! OH GOD BABY!!! WHAT HAPPENED?

Lawd!! Too much happening ere! i kinda started feeling bad for Delmar when im bredda kick im inna deh face. Ohhhh, mi nah like deh violence, so me get scared feh Delmar. Den Fitz haffi comfort im ded bredda.....Lawd mi cyaan tek ie! Den, ian ah show hup agen!! All mi haffi seh is, mi fadda would not let mi guh tuh Ian alone!

All this foolishness cause crazy rass Mya wan feh rooks deh twins dem! An har still nah kno who har baby daddy do she?

Toya spots Mya and Tradee getting out of the car. Fitz remains in the car, staring straight ahead. He is covered in blood, and his face is streaked with tears. Toya picks up the hem of her wedding gown and begins running toward him, screaming. Tradee stops Toya, and holds her still.

Tradee: Toya, I need you to calm down. Fitz is not hurt. I have to tell you something very serious. Where is Fitz’s family?

Mya: T…calm down please. Fitz is okay. I promise. Baby, I’m so sorry.

Toya: Mommie…Daddy. Grandmummie! Come quick. Let me go Rasta. Fitz needs me.

Toya and Fitz’s parents and family run outside from the commotion.

Tradee: Fitz is okay. It’s Frowzy. Frowzy didn’t make it. He-he…Fr-Frowzy got shot. Im nuh mek ie!

Grandmummie: Dear Father GAWD! NO! No Father. Jesus Savior pilot mi!

Fitz and Frowzy’s mom: NOOOOOOOOO…nuh mi baby! Nuh mi baby! Where is my baby? Dear GAWD..whe mi pickney?

Toya’s mom runs to comfort Fitz’s mom, and Toya’s dad and Tradee run to catch Frowzy’s grandmother. Mya holds on to Toya.

Toya: Let me go Mya. I have to see Fitz. He needs me. He needs me. He needs me. Oh God, what happened My?

Mya: Fitz is not ready right now honey. He hasn’t said two words since…since…since it happened. He wouldn’t talk to the police, he wouldn’t talk to the ambulance staff. He has just been sitting in the same position. Let me help you change clothes honey. Then, we can go over and help Fitz. There is a lot of blood.

Toya: NO! I don’t give a damn about this dress! I need to get to my husband! LET ME GO!!! Fitz, I’m coming baby. Please let me go Mya. I don’t want to hurt you.

Mya releases Toya, and Toya runs to the car. Mya walks behind her, being careful not to interfere. Toya yanks open the car door, and she grabs Fitz’s hand.

Toya: Fitz honey. It’s me…Toya. I’m here. I’m here baby. I love you so much Fitz. Ba-baby can you talk to me? Come on, it’s okay. I love you. Oh baby…please talk to me.

Fitz: To-To-Toya. He killed him. He saved me and Rasta and Mya. Toya. I need my wife. I need Toya. Mummie…whe mi mummie? Doan tell Grandmummie. Ssshh. Granmummie tek wan rass cutlass tuh im headtop. Betta har nuh fe knoa.

Toya: I know honey. I know. Baby, do you think you can get out of the car now? Come on Fitz baby. Let me help you.

Fitz: I love you Toya. I miss my brother so much. Why did he leave me? Why did he leave? Toya, I never got the chance to tell him that I loved him. He saved my life. He saved all of our lives. Frowzy was a warrior baby. Toya, I need you. Damn baby, I need you to hold me. Just make it go away. Make it go away.

Toya: Okay baby. I love you too. I know you loved him. He loved you too. Frowzy knew you loved him Fitz. He knew it. Remember that. Hush baby. Come on, let’s get you out of the car. I’m going to hold on to you for eternity baby. I’m here. I’m here now.

Somebody help me get him out of the car! Rasta! Daddy!

Tradee: Mi got im sar. Please stay wid de oomen dem.

Tradee runs over to the car, and helps Fitz stand. Fitz blinks for the first time, seeing Toya in her white gown. She wipes at the tears flowing down her cheeks.

I feel you on the violence...but I'm trying to touch on a little of everything. Hush puttus...ie soon gwaan. Remember Melodee just got pregnant by Ian. She and Delmar thought that she was the reason they couldn't have a child together. Melodee got rid of Tradee's baby, not Delmar's when they were in school.

*Hint* Delmar is shooting blanks

Fitz: Baby, what’s wrong? Why are you crying on our wedding day? Didn’t I make you the happiest woman alive? Did you like the surprise? Your face was so angelic when you saw your parents, and Jah Cure. Toya, baby my baby brother is dead. He didn’t make it. But, he was strong. He didn’t go down without a fight. He was a warrior. Don’t cry Toya. I don’t ever want to see you crying. Please baby. I love you Mrs. Davidson. I love you.

Tradee: Come on bredrin. Let me get you into the house. We are going to get you cleaned up okay. Toya, can you lead me to your room? I can find the bathroom.

Fitz: Toya, please change into that beautiful dress Mya bought you. I can’t wait to hold you in it. I didn’t miss much of the reception did I? I told you we would bring Mya home safely. You know your husband will never fail you, or break a promise to you.

Toya: Oh baby! God help him…help me. Bring him back to me please Lord. Don’t take him from me. There has been too much loss. I loved the surprises honey. You make me so happy Fitz. Frowzy was a warrior, and he was loved by all of us. I’m not crying honey. I promise. No tears okay. I’ll change after you get cleaned up and changed. Rasta follow me.

Tradee: Mya, I love you. I’ll be inside okay.

Mya: Okay baby. I’m okay. Take care of Fitz.

Lawd jawi yuh juss come wid ah singting right dere!! Mi neva got dat wan!! I forgot all about Mel not being able to have babies!! Woooo....!! Mi tell yuh, yuh need fi write a movie bout dis here fi tru!!!

Oh yeah, and Mya was pissing me off holding on tuh Toya. I mean dang, leave the girl to go tend to her HUSBAND!!! WTH!! mi woulda box Mya dung!

Weh errybaddy deh?! mi need someone fi chat wit bout dis ere! Ie too much drama and mi cyaan handle chatting by miself.

I'm here.

Mya was attempting to be caring and concerned...in her off-kilter materialistic way. She didn't want Toya to soil her wedding dress with blood.

The grapevine travels quickly with the tragic news. People are huddled together, hugging, crying and whispering. Melodee feels so alone and cold. She can feel the whispers and people pointing at her. A woman feels sympathy for her, and walks over to her.

Melodee: What happened? Why is everyone crying? What did I do?

Woman: Melodee, Shotta kill Frowzy. Im ead gwaan mad, and im kidnap Rasta’s gyal frum farrin. Fitz, Frowzy and Rasta go hafta im fe ketch har back, and im shot Frowzy inna im belly. Dem sey Rasta try fe stomp im life outta im. Shotta inna critical condition in St. Ann. Dem ago tek im tuh Bellevue when im stabilize. Yuh nuh fe recognize im same wey. Yuh man face mash hup mash hup.

Melodee: Wha-whaa? When? Why dem nuh call mi? Oh Gawd. Frowzy ded? NO! Nuh sar. Mi nuh believe dem tings. Whe Fitz and Tradee?

Woman: Dem dere yere. Nuff commotion ah gwaan inna front yaad. Yuh neva ear hall de screaming did gwaan?

Melodee: Please Gawd nuh. Nuh mi Shotta. Nuh mi Shotta. Dem cyan tek im frum mi.

Melodee looks in her clutch, and realizes that she still has the keys to the Navigator. Without hesitation, she runs along the side of the house, then jumps into the truck. Melodee turns the ignition and begins maneuvering the big truck out of its tight parking space. Ian runs up beside her, and motions for her to unlock the door. Melodee cracks the window on his side.

Melodee: Ian, I have to go to the hospital now. I don’t have time to argue with you or explain. If you are going to give me a hard time about it, I will run you’re a** over. Move out of the way Ian. I’ll be back for you soon.

Ian: Wait. You can’t just leave me here. I don’t know anyone here. Besides, it’s my rental. Let me in Melodee. Why are you chasing after a man that killed someone for another woman? He doesn’t want you, can’t you see that?

Melodee: MOVE! Lata.

Melodee shifts the truck into drive, and pulls off at full speed. Ian attempts to hang on by gripping the frame and standing on the running board. Halfway up the driveway, he falls off. Melodee doesn’t look back. Ian hobbles back down the driveway, brushing dirt and rocks from his torn Ralph Lauren suit.

Ian: PHOCK! This is some bullsh**! PHOCK! PHOCK! PHOCK!

WooHoo!! that is a funny sight...having ian hol on den fall off!! haha!! mi needed that one laff!

yuh kno, mi such a softy, cause mi feel sarry feh errybaddy inna dis ere singting. Mel, Delmar and Ian too.

ole heap ah duppy dun dere..yup-yup, yup-yup

Toya and Mya: Why are you walking in this direction Ian? You are not welcome here.

Toya: LEAVE IAN and don’t come back! You are not welcome around my family during our time of grief. My husband would not want you here, and I don’t want you here. There is nothing left to explain. Take your tired a** back to America! NOW! PLEASE! RASTA! RASTA!

Ian: Hold on. Wait a minute. I want to be here for you Toya. I swear, I am on the up and up. I would never try to take advantage of such a devastating tragedy. Whether you believe it or not, I grew close to Frowzy. I wouldn’t have been here at all if he hadn’t befriended me. He was a good man.

Toya: Rasta! Please make him leave! Get him away from me and my family! I don’t want you here. I don’t want you here. You tried to ruin my wedding. LEAVVEEE!!! MY GOD…please leave.

Tradee: I’m here sis. I’m here. Mya get Toya out of here. I’ll deal with Ian. Toya honey go check on your husband. He is asking for you inside.

Ian: Ha! You will deal with me? What like you dealt with your own brother? Are you going to kick my teeth in, crush my nose and rearrange my eyes too? What? You are all like a bunch of country inbreeds! Everyone phocking and sucking each other. How often do you all share women anyway?

Tradee slams his fist into Ian’s face with a nasty right hook. He backs it up with a solid jab to his flaccid stomach. Ian drops to the ground on one knee. He palms a handful of loose dirt, then he flings it into Tradee’s eyes. Ian plants a stiff knee into Tradee’s groin. Tradee tries to clear his eyes, and he doubles over in pain. Ian attempts to kick Tradee in his face, but Tradee grabs his foot. Tradee twists Ian’s foot, and the ankle immediately snaps. Tradee holds Ian by the collar and draws his fist back to pummel Ian’s face, but stops when he feels Mya tug on his arm.

Mya: No Travis. No. No more violence. There has been too much violence today for our entire lifetime. This was supposed to be a day of happiness and joy. A day for us to unite families, and enjoy each other. I will be damn if I loose you to jail or a bullet! NO DAMNIT!

Ian you have to leave, and you need to leave now. I will call you a taxi, or you can walk. It’s your choice. Please do not come looking for us again, or I will let my man finish the job.

Woman: I can take you to the hospital sir. Are you ready?

Ian: Yeah…yeah. Let me get out of here before you have two funerals and a wedding.

Tradee: Mek mi chop yuh rass! Trust me Babylon nuh find hall yuh body pawts fe de next thirty years dung yereso! Move hout eediat bwoy!

Ian attempts to walk, but falls over on his face. His foot hangs limply behind him. The adrenaline from the fight has left his body, and Ian cries out in pain and terror.

Ian: You will be in jail before nightfall. I have tons of witness, and I will sue you for everything you have, including your first born.

Mya: Nobody saw anyting here, except you falling off the speeding Navigator sir. I hope that it’s not broken. I heard that ankle breaks can be the nastiest bone to break. Maybe, you won’t need a cane for more than a couple of years.

Come on baby. Let’s go inside with our family.

Ian: Didn’t you see what he did to me ma’am?

Woman: I only saw you fall off the red Navigator sar. I can take you to the hospital, but I won’t go inside with you.

Ian: PHOCK! Can somebody help me get to the car at least?

The crowd shakes their heads in the negative, and slowly turn their backs to walk to their own cars. Mya and Tradee walk slowly back into the house, with Mya inspecting Tradee’s hands for any bruising or cuts. Mya and Tradee clean up the house, and they drive Toya’s parents to their hotel. Then, they come back to stay with Fitz and Toya at their house. When the house is completely quiet, Mya breaks down.

Mya: *Crying softly* Frowzy lost his life for me. I am the reason for all of this mess. Why did your brother flip out like that? Why did this all happen? Why did Fitz have to loose his brother on the same day he gained a wife? I thought I would never see you again Travis. I prayed that you came to rescue me. But, maybe I should have just tried to get away by myself. Frowzy would still be here if it weren’t for me.

Tradee: Mya babes. Hush puttus. It wasn’t your fault. I should have taken my brother’s actions earlier more seriously. Maybe, I should have taken the time to talk everything out with him. The guy that killed Frowzy today, was not the brother I grew up with. I always thought I was more physical than Delmar. I didn’t even know he owned a gun. I underestimated him and his rage. I am solely responsible for what happened today. No more tears Mya baby, come here. I just want to hold you until I wake up from this nightmare.

Toya lies down in the bed with Fitz. He sleeps fitfully, occasionally screaming out from his nightmarish memories. Toya holds him tighter, and she wraps her body around his in an effort to get closer to him.

Toya: I love you Fitzroy. I love you so much. If I could do anything to take away your pain, I wouldn’t hesitate. I love you baby. I love you.

Fitz wakes up in the middle of the night. He searches for Toya’s face in the darkness. Fitz waits until his eyes adjust to the darkness before he speaks.

Fitz: Toya. Toya baby. Are you awake?

Toya: I’m here honey. What’s wrong? What do you need? I’ll get it. Whatever it is.

Fitz: Don’t turn on the light. Please. Baby, I miss my brother. I miss him bad. But, he wouldn’t want me to waste away either. My brother loved life. He loved the fast pace nightlife, smoking herb, drinking, partying and women. We were different and alike in so many ways. Toya, I didn’t think my heart could hurt this much. It was bad when I lost my ex-wife, Jr.’s mother, but to loose a sibling. My only brother. Damn.

I wanted your day…our day to be so special. Instead, it turned into a nightmare. I’ve asked myself over and over would I have done it differently. You know what? The answer is no. Frowzy wouldn’t have either. We would have both still made the choice to find Mya. Baby, Delmar was so far gone, he didn’t even realize that he had taken a life. He was still crying out to Mya, even with his face crushed. I wanted to pick up that gun and take his life, I swear. But, Frowzy wouldn’t let me go. He told me to just hold him. I begged him to take me with him, then I remember you and Jr. I wanted Tradee to take his own brother’s life for my brother’s. Does that make me an animal?

Toya: Oh baby. I wish I could take away the hurt. You are never going to be an animal. Your reaction was natural. None of us knew that Delmar would loose his mind so completely and so quickly. I can’t take any of it back, or make you feel any better about losing your brother. But, I won’t stop loving you. I’m here forever Fitzroy.

Fitz: I need you Toya. I need you tonight. I need you every night. I need you to hold me and engulf me in your warmth. I want to stay buried in your womb. You are my drug of choice Toya. Weed and alcohol could never take the place of your sweetness. I need my wife to make love to me, right here…right now. I have never needed anything so urgently in all my life. If I wait another minute, I will loose my small hold on reality. I’m being selfish right now, but I can’t help it. Please understand baby. I need to feel your fire.

Toya: Are you sure? You are still in shock Fitz. Let me just hold you, you need sleep baby. Just lay on my bosom, and rest. We have our entire lives for lovemaking.

Fitz: Tomorrow is not promised to us Toya. I will never take another second for granted. I need you to take me to another time and place. Please Toya, please baby. Please. Touch me. Taste me. Don’t make me beg. I need you. All I want to remember right now is you.

Fitz begins devouring Toya’s full breasts in between his words. His hand and fingers are nimble and anxious as he quickly brings Toya to her first orgasm of the night. Toya turns her head toward the foot of the bed, and the newlyweds take each second of eternity orally pleasing each other simultaneously. Fitz cries out to Toya over and over again as wave after wave crashes through his veins. His sexual appetite is insatiable, and his stamina is awe inspiring. Fitz has no problem recovering quickly from each orgasm. He holds his arms out above his chest. Toya interlocks her fingers between Fitz’s as she slowly lowers herself on his erection. They both cry out so loudly, that it seems the house shakes on its foundation.

Fitz urges Toya on, he begs and pleads for her to carry him past his troubles, past the heartache. Toya is eager to fulfill his every wish. Her body is drenched in sweat from the finely tuned power harnessed in her hips and thighs. Toya’s movements are tight and controlled. It is as if every sexual episode that had previously was practice for tonight’s opening act. Fitz savagely tugs at her hair. He coils his fingers deep into the long tendrils, and massages her scalp with his fingertips. The air is charged and conducive for a long night of lovemaking.

Fitz: Take it baby. Take it all. Swallow me. Drown me. I don’t want to feel anything but your warm soft walls, no pain there. No pain th-th-there. No more pain. No more night-nightmares. OOOOOO…sssssssOOOO. Yeah. Take it Toya. Make-make me whole a-a-aaagain. YYYYYeeeeeAAAHHHHHH!!! Oh sh**…yeah! I-I-I LOVE YOU…I love you…I love you…I love you Toya. Damn girl. I love you. I’m not stopping until we make our daughter. I don’t ever want to leave your pu**y. It’s all mine. Miine-mine…mine…MINE!!!! PHOCK!

As Fitz nears his last climax, he brings meeting Toya’s thrusts with his own. His movements are wild, erractic and equally erotic, compelled forward by unadulterated lust and love.

Wow mi nuh knoa wha fe sey bout dis ere ie look like deh ole wedding spin outta control!! Mi cyan believe Delmar kill Frowzy... Poor Fitz and Toya dem wedding suh beautiful who wodda thought all dis ere would appen Lawd 'im gain a wife an lose im brodda all ina deh same dey

Delmar wit 'im crazy self lay on deh grund even wit deh people dem hold 'im dung an haffi nerve tuh chat bout Hearth Hangel!! 'im ead jus gwan
lik heveryting CRIS! Wha MEK CHA!!!

Mya nuh waan fe har frock dutty suh har nuh get tuh close tuh har best friend inna har time fe need!! Mi wodda give har wan big box lick pon her headtop fe nuh let go mi!!!

Ian dumb Rass wha fe chat wid Toya fe wha?? Memba yuh nuh wan har fat Rass han she was a BI**CH jus a likkle while ago... Wha mek 'im need fe chat??

Mel show Ian weh har heart is... Har lef 'im dutty self right dereso inna deh people dem yaad fe go see har odda man (well har throw 'im hoff deh car ) Mi wonda fe she gwan throw deh erassa pon Mya cause Delmar lose 'im mine fe har!! ie nuh ova yet

Lawd dis ere jus tuh much fe mi!!

Ok mi guess mi rant hup enuff suh mi ago digest all dis ere DRAMA..

Jawi mi knoa yuh nuh finished wit de stroy but mi must give yuh a standing ovation mi gyal!! Yuh got some wicked writing skills

ok, this baby have mi a way..why I started crying oH MY GOSH...!! mi cyant even ketch up now..mi soooo tired..mi will read tomorrow night everyone

JAwi hunny love yah

tonks!

everyting right but dis pawt. Mya knoa Toya would fling harself pon Fitz in her white wedding dress. She was trying to help her peserve some purity from her wedding day. Remember she was stressed and taxed too. She just wasnt thinking very clearly.

LOL...my spelling and grammar are slowly deteriorating. I guess it's time for me to say goodnight as well. I will try to catch up you all later. I'll be back at work tomorrow.