Chapter 140 - Party Crasher

I woke about three hours later to the sound of music outside and laughter.

I checked my phone that was in my pocket and checked the time and saw that it was a few minutes to seven.

Oh shit!

I over slept.

I crawled out and rubbed my eyes as I stumbled, but managed to quickly catch my balance slowly making my way to my adjoining bathroom turning the lights on and gasped at my appearance.

I looked like a zombie as I undressed and took a quick shower before coming to moisturize and brush my wig.

I brushed my teeth and dried my body before leaving the bathroom and turning the lights off as I walked towards my closet to pick something out when I saw a plie of clothes with a note on top on my vanity.

'Wear this' it read so I shrugged as I picked it up and saw that it was a jean botty shorts with slits all over the front and back.

It was the size of an underwear, okay maybe I was exaggerating. It stopped at my butt cheeks still,  but I haven't one of those in years and didn't know how it would look or even if it would fit.

I sighed as I realized who it was from, "Abigail."

I nevertheless put it on without underwear since it would have shown throw the slits on the back that went all the way across the butt part.

I paired it with a cute black cropped hoodie and put on some deodorant and perfume before finishing a pair of slippers and went outside.

I welcomed to cool night air on my exposed skin missing this feeling for I had missed the warmth of night in Jamaica.

"Damn." I heard somebody whistled as I went onto the veranda looking at everybody socializing in the yard and on the road, drinking, talking and eating food when I spotted Shiwoo at the domino table with Adrian on his lap.

He was wearing a white wife beater exposing his tattoos and muscles.

My mouth became dry as I continued watching him play when I felt someone came and stood beside me, "he is hot."

"Yeah he is very-" I said, but stopped when I saw who it was and my face contorted into a look of disgust, "what are you doing here?"

"Oh to welcome you home of course." she said smiling and I folded my arms, "oh come on Tally. The past is past. Let us just enjoy it."

She smirked as she walked and I squinted my eyes at her as she walked off swinging her hips into the crowd. 

God I hate that bitch.

"Tell me about it." said a voice from beside and I turned to see Tristy.

"Did I say that out loud?" I asked and she nodded.

"Yup, but it's okay. Nobody likes her so I don't know why she keeps coming around."

"Ughh tell me about it. She is seriously like an itch that I can't get rid of. I really want to strangle her."

"Ha" laughed Tristy as she shook her head, "okay calm down Tally. We cant have you fighting her again. The last time she almost broke her nose."

"Yeah and this time I will." 

She laughed at me patting my head before she left me alone standing and I unfolded my arms as I walked over to where to Shiwoo was playing with my dad and two of my uncles and removed Adrian from his lap, "okay son your time is up. It's time for mommy to sit on daddy's lap."

I placed a kiss on his cheek before placing him on his feet and he ran towards where his sister and cousins were playing.

I was surprised that they weren't sleepy as yet.

"Hi" said Shiwoo as I sat straddling his lap as he played, "sleep well?"

"Mhmm" I mumbled into his neck as I rested my head, "why didn't you wake me?"

"You looked tired" he answered and I hummed.

"I was. I don't know why though."

"Hmm. I love you shorts by the way. I've never seen you in something like this." he sad as he ran his over my ass giving it a a hard squeeze.

"Ah yes. It's been a while since I have worn something like this. Abigail got it."

"No groping my daughter in front of me young man." said my dad and I chuckled as Shiwoo removed his hand from my ass.

"How is the game going so far?" I asked as I got up from his lap and changing my position.

"Him keep on a win Tal" said my uncle Sam slapping a domino on the table and I looked at Shiwoo as he smirked.

Trans- "He keeps winning Tal."

"Is that so? Are you guys letting him win?"

"Nope" answered my father as he slapped one onto the table and my ear wrung.

I swear I don't know why they have to hit the God damn thing so hard.

"Uh sure say him nuh know fi play dis or nuh black or something." asked my other uncle Steve

Trans- "Is he actually not black or something know how to play this?"

"It really is my first time and I am fully Asian to the best of my knowledge. Honest. Beginners luck I guess." said Shiwoo and eyed him and he shrugged. He must have been secretly learning this as well.

I sat there on his lap for a few minutes watching the game as I looked at the dominoes in his hand as I helped him play when I heard a familiar intro to a very familiar song and I instantly rose as if I had been summoned, and then I saw my sister running towards me.

"Tally Tally uh song a play. Come go mash up di dance floor."

Trans- "Tally Tally your song play. Come and dance with us."

I allowed them to drag me the middle of the yard as I placed my hands on my knees and allowed the music to take control of my body and I felt like a teenager again dancing as if there was no tomorrow.

My mom was at the side of the ring as she cheered my on and my dad and brothers shrugged for it was no the first time that I had 'bruk out'.

I felt alive as wined my waist going to the floor then back up never missing a beat.

I felt one of my cousin pored Campari all over me as they threw money and I laughed.

If it was one thing we knew how to do it was to have fun.

I dragged my sisters to the ring with me and we danced together and on each other until the music ended and we clapped and laughed as I peeled the wet hoodie from my body.

"That was fun!" I screamed as I hugged them as the crowed reformed.

"I know right. It felt like old times. We really did miss you." said Tristy as she handed me a cup of Ray and Nephew mixed with grape juice, my favorite.

"Mmm" I said as I took a sip loving the slight burning feeling, "that's good rum"

"Be careful. Don't let your mom see. You're not supposed to be drinking." warned Stacy who was the oldest of the pack and I sighed.

"I am turning 25 this year. Not 15."

"Tell that to her." said Abigail as I saw my mom walking over and I turned around looking for them and they were nowhere to be seen.

"Great."

"What are you drinking?" asked my mom and I chuckled nervously.

"Umm-"

"Veronica leave her alone. She just got back home let her enjoy some liquor." said my dad coming to the rescue and I took this as an opportunity to slip away returning to my safe placed on Shiwoo's lap.

"Damn girl. I didn't know that you could move like that." he whispered into my ear nipping at it and I giggled.

"I'm rusty. That was not mt best."

"Oh really? Then how about you show me your best in your bedroom tonight?" he said softly and I felt butterflies in my stomach.

"Okay. I hope you enjoy the show."

"Tally" I heard uncle Sam say, "can you bring us some beers?"

"Okay. Want something babe?" I asked Shiwoo and he nodded as he left his lap and went into the kitchen.

I saw some chicken on the counter so I pulled up a stool and made myself comfortable taking a big bit out of one of the drum sticks moaning in delight, "mmm.'

I was taking my time eating my chicken when I remembered that they were waiting for me so I wiped my hands and mouth and opened the fridge grabbing the dinks when I heard the voice that scraped at my existence.

"So tell me something."

I sighed as I put on a fake smile closing the fridge door after removing my head, "yes Winnie? What is it?"

"Oh nothing really. I just wanted to ask you something. Like how is it that somebody like you have a man like him. Meaning that you are a hoe and sneaky little bitch." I chuckled at her words and that seemed to infuriate her even more for she stopped speaking in English and switched to dialect. "oh so uh think uh betta dan mi caz uh have long hair and uh have pretty yeye? Mek mi tell uh dis. Nuh gyal, not even you nuh betta dan mi."

Trans- "oh so you think that you are better than me because your hair is long and you have pretty eyes. Let me tell you something. No girl, not even you is not better than me."

I sighed as I rolled my eyes at her as she walked beside me all the way to the veranda, "if that was all you wanted to ask then excuse me, but my uncle is waiting for me."

"Yeah man ignore di question caz uh know seh a true mah talk. Uh come yah a breed and say dem nah no fadda, but now uh come back wid man ad a say a him breed uh. Uh could a gi di poor man jacket.

Trans- " You are ignoring the question for you know that I speak the truth. You came here pregnant the last time and said that your child was fatherless, but now you return with a man and saying that he is the father. You could b lying to this poor man by telling him that these kids are his."

I froze at the mentioning of my kids being jackets and something within me snapped.

I turned on my heal and went back up the stairs and she smirked feeling victory for she had finally gotten me to snap, "wah uh just say bout mi pickney dem?"

Trans- "What did you just say about my kids?"

"Uh hear wah mi seh so no gwan deaf."

Trans- "You heard me. You're not deaf."

"You're dead" I said under my breath as she shoved me and I stumbled, but caught my balance coming full force as I swung a bottle at her head hitting her as hard as I could when she squealed and fell the the grown and I dropped all the bottles, glass and liquor all over as I held her by the throat.

She clawed and kicked as her her eyes rolled back, but I didn't let go, digging my nails into her throat until my nails were coated with her blood.

"You wanna say it again!? You wanna fucking say it again huh bitch!? Don't come for me unless I send for you! You got lucky bitch!" I screamed as I somebody pulled me off her dragging me to my room as she coughed there on the floor,  blood running from the side of her head and my hand print around her neck.

I should have taken a picture.

"Let me go I'm calm I said" as the person dragged me to my room.

"Are you now?" I heard the voice say and I froze.

"Umm Shiwoo it's not-"

"Quiet!" he said cutting me off and I bit my lip as he let me go and I faced him pouting and he sighed pinching the bridge of his nose then massaged his temples, "again Tally? Really?"

"Are you going to ask what happened or are you going to take her side like you always do instead of mine?" I asked and he sighed.

"Come here." he said pulling me towards the bed as I got on and so did he.

"I am sticky and reek of alcohol." I said as wrapped his arms around me.

"Go to sleep Tally. We will discuss this in the morning. My head hurts too much right now. Don't think that you are off the hook."

I sighed as I pouted for I didn't know if being yelled at or him cuddling me was worse.

I knew that he was disappointed and was trying his hardest not to yell at me so he just said let's sleep instead, but I was not sleepy, but I just laid there none the less.

I have been wanting to kill that bitch ever since I was young and I would have tonight if he hadn't stop me.

I was really scared of myself when I was angry for my mother was right.

I really was like my father.

I can't control myself when angry and I get angry easily so I was taught to breath through it, but sometimes punching is more effective than breathing.

That bitch's neck broke my nail.

If I ever see her again I will finish what she she has started and I don't care if Shiwoo get's upset.

Oh boy I forgot about my mom.

Ah.

I will not be hearing the end of this now.