Chapter twenty-one

Earlan's pov

Personally I think the breakfast taste really good, but Sariah only ate half of one of the fish, taste the orange juice and got up. She put the glass in the fridge and covered her plate over the pot on the stove. Then took up her laptop and walked up the stairs. I immediately lost my appetite and felt dejected.

I think for the first time in my life I'm utterly confused and unsure of what to do. Sometimes I feel like accepting that I lose in this relationship and just calling it quits. I felt terribly scared of what might or might not happen.

"Tsk. Oh God." I sighed loudly.

I covered up my half eaten breakfast on the counter and drain my orange juice glass. Washing and turning it down in the dish drainer, I took up my phone to start checking on my businesses. After going through the motions for half an hour and glad that I didn't have to go on the road, I went upstairs to my room.

I heard Sariah on her phone and went and cock my ears. After hearing that it was Carissa, I hissed my teeth and got out my laptop. She was probably telling Sariah about the tenant who wished to move out I thought. I took a deep breath and blew out hard on my exhale.

Disgusting, spiteful and annoying, that was what Sariah's sister is. Rajae's cousins have been calling him about the matter, which I personally think can be solved by the spiteful sister quitting her interfering with the tenant and her daughters.

I heard Sariah's room door open and I looked out from my open room door, to see her heading back downstairs. I got up taking my laptop with me and went downstairs to see if she was going anywhere. Sighting her office door open, I went and sat down in the living room.

Over and over I searched my mind for something that I could use to start up a conversation with her, but I couldn't come up with anything worthwhile at the moment. The businesses and farms were all doing alright. You made sure of that an inner voice said.

The beeping of the inner gate opening made me place my laptop on the couch beside me and got up. It must be the delivery truck I told myself as I walk through to the kitchen, seeing Sariah coming my way.

"Earlan?!" Rajae called.

"Yea!" I answered opening the back door.

Rajae was directing the driver of the delivery truck who was reversing through the inner gate to let off our ground foods and meats before driving out. Twain one of the farm hands jumped down from the truck.

"Morning sir." He greeted.

"Morning Twain" I respond.

"Urhm" he cleared his throat, "so mi have twenty-five pound a chicken an' Mass Robert say dis a di last set a chicken until two weeks time." He said and I nodded.

He continued, "a'right twelve pound a beef in a three pound bags and three pound a cow foot and two pound a cow head. E rest a it a go a e meat shop."

"Uhrm." I nodded.

"Where is the cow tongue?" Sariah asked from behind me and I answered.

"Ah, we have a good amount inside the freezer, so me a mek di rest go dung a di meat shop." I told her.

"Oh ok." She responds.

"Hello Miss Sariah, mi neva know sey yuh deh here." Twain smiled showing his missing front teeths.

Sariah smiled back at him and send a wave to the driver who beamed with a chuckle. She was now standing in the doorway where we all could see her and my gaze went to Rajae who has his head down looking on the ground. He turned away slightly as Twain began to speak again.

"Ehm two pound a chicken foot and ten pound a goat." He finished and stretch up taking down the feeding bags the meats were stacked in. I look towards Rajae who clearly had no intention of coming to help me because of Sariah's presence in the doorway.

"Rajae!" I called him, "gi Twain a hand nuh." I told him when he looked at me.

He came and took hold of one of the heavy bags Twain hoisted and went towards the kitchen. Sariah moved out of the doorway and he went inside helping Twain with the bag. We have been cooking together since we came back, now I wondered if we were going to share the produce which were usually shared between the houses by Sariah.

I helped to carry in the bags of ground provisions, the smell of the fresh pok-choi and broccoli assailing my nostrils. Sariah was perched on one of the kitchen stools.

"A'right." Twain said going back up on the truck and I and Rajae waved him off.

"Oh the back gate." Rajae said while closing and locking back the inner gate. I turned seeing Sariah opening one of the meat bags, I was really afraid to ask her for the password. Turning as Rajae walked up to the back door, I hoisted up a heavy bag of ground food and walked into the ten by ten pantry placing it on the ground.

When I came back out Rajae was standing just inside the doorway and Sariah was staring daggers at him. I looked at both of them then turned and took the stairs two at a time. The beeping request for the opening of the backgate was cut off as it began and know that it was being opened.

My heart was hammering in my chest as I tried to peer down the stairs to see as I heard Rajae's voice.

"Mommy mi really sorry bout what happen in Curean. It's not my fault nevertheless I was there, I did not know what was taking place and I'm really sorry about it." I heard Rajae speaking low and sounding really apologetic to Sariah.

I held my breath as I listened for Sariah's response and almost stifle myself before she did.

"Yuh need to look somewhere an' go, cause me want yuh out a mi place." She said bitingly.

I rubbed my hand over my face and through my plaited hair, with a deep sigh feeling pained by her words.

"Really? Yuh ago put mi out just because a bitch determine mi fuck wid Earlan and he was going to oblige? Tsk, yuh caan serious. yuh need fi figet sey dat happen an mek wi move on. Yuh a gwane like him did a go do it deliberate-" he was saying but was cut off.

"Watch yuh bumboclaate mouth. A you an' him a cum out ya, so gwane tek up fi him, a hope him tek fi you to. Two a uno favour fowl coob. Tsk." She said with distressed anger lacing her voice.

Favour fowl coob? Jeezas christ dah woman yah know how fi style people, I thought.

"Mommy please, please just mek wi put dis behind a wi and move on. Please mi a beg yuh." Rajae said and there was a long because before I heard him speak again.

"Mommy di girl dem really did a push on demself pon wi, mi no sey wi couldn't resist and push dem off, but mi a tell yuh di truth dem did determine and yuh see wha happen. None a we nuh end up do nutn, so just figive all a we and mi promise yuh it nah happen again." Rajae said to Sariah.

I was so anxious to hear what she was going to say, I leaned near to the stairs and end up slipping.

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"Ssss aahh" I moaned in agony from falling down the stairs to the mid landing. I looked up and groaned "dem damn suitcase deh. Uhgh"

Closing my eyes from the intense pain that racked several parts of my body. I held unto my left ribs that was on fire with pain. When I opened my eyes Sariah and Rajae was standing over me. I know my face must be screwd up and ugly from the pain but I couldn't help it, as I groan unwanted tears were already formed in my tear ducts and I fight to keep them in.

Rajae tried to help me up, but I cried in pain and held unto my right foot. I groaned and my tears started to flow, as I realize I have probably broken a few bones. I covered my face and howled in pain as Rajae tried to lift me.

Removing my hand I saw Sariah's brows knitted in concern. She went back downstairs and I heard her talking on her phone a few seconds after.

"Don't try fi move" Rajae was saying as I was trying to touch my foot to ease the pain shooting through it. I hummed and heard Rajae saying something but didn't catch what he was saying. A few minutes later the butcher Mass Robert came and was standing over me. I saw him look up the stairs and heard them talking around me. He began to touch and pressed on my right foot and I howled in pain.

"This foot bruk" he said and continue touching and pressing against my limbs.

When he and Rajae tried to lift me, I clutch my side and told them "uh uh, uh uh." He lifted my shirt and clicked his tongue.

"Dis ago hurt, but mi ago check if any a yuh ribs bruk or yuh just bruise badly because of your fall." He said and began pressing lightly against my ribcage. It was pure agonizing pain "mi nuh sure if any rib bruk but him get a nasty lick see how dey so bruise aready?" He said and I saw Rajae nodded.

"Him ago need fi go a hospital." Mass Robert said and walked off. I heard him speaking to Sariah and then a few of the male workers from over the farm came and they all lift me up and place me inside the back of Sariah's jeep.

The drive was uncomfortable and I could not wait to just be rid of the pains already. Sariah was driving and Rajae was in the front with her. If she wasn't taking me to the hospital I would think she was purposely swinging around the corners to make the drive more uncomfortable for me.

I could not even bother to look at which hospital we were at, once we reached. I was only interested in them just giving me one pill to ease all of these pains quickly.

I was painfully maneuvered unto a stretcher and taken inside the hospital. It was like the nurse was moving too slow as she questioned and checked me over.

After the doctor accessed me, he required that my pants be removed. My pants was taken off by Rajae and a male porter who took care not to hackle my broken foot and leaving me in only my underpants. The doctor came and held my right foot, after a few minutes with one snap he set back by bone in place. I screamed in pain, cursing every profanity I know. I began asking for my mother and was in extreme terror as the doctor used a scissor to cut through my ganzie. I wanted to ask him if he knew how much for it, but mi a wait till mi na feel no pain.

"Clear the room. Mrs Bartley please wait outside." The doctor who was dressed in green scrubs and a white jacket says patiently and I saw one of the nurse that was in the room, move to my left talking to someone. I turned my head and saw Sariah walking through the door with the nurse and I cringe thinking, oh shit! She was right here hearing me screaming like a bitch. A wave of embarrassment took me over along with the stinging pain in parts of my body.

I sighed deeply as a nurse put a patient scrub covering me from neck to mid thigh and then I was being pushed through double doors and down a corridor. I saw two male porters who came to aide the nurse who applied a cold jelly like substance all over my chest, belly and sides.

I was then pushed unto another bed or whatever and was strapped down unto it was and pushed into an ovillator and spun hanging me upside down. I felt nauseous and was glad when it turn back over and I was brought out.

After I was taken back to the room, the nurse gave me some aspirin and antibiotic pills. The doctor was reading through a file and then he came and did some more checks. By the time he was finished I felt like I had crashed, well I did sort of crashed down the stairs I hissed angrily remembering. Earning an awkward stare from both the doctor and nurse.

To be continued....

A/N: Hello my lovely devoted readers, I've got a few questions.

1. Do you like this book cover?

2. Should I add a Sariah to it?

I'm going with these four lovely chicas for now. Just comment "vote" beside the one you think best describes Sariah and keep in mind she look good fpr her age.

3. Should I leave the cover as it is?