ᴘᴏᴠ ᴏᴅᴇᴀɴ✾

The feel of something pressing into me and weighing on my chest as I rose from sleep had me hastily pushing away the hazy remnants of a dreamless sleep and pulling myself fully awake.

I heard a sigh and shuffling but I did not turn to look as I get up out of the bed and walk to the chest of drawers where I pulled out an EVERWORTH Inseam exercise shorts and put it on.

The small clock on the bedside table said that it was seven thirty-nine. I have slept most of the day away but now that I was awake everything came flooding back.

"Shit DD."

My mind flooded with images of Goodaz and I having sex and I curse under my breath and grabbed a towel that was on the chair and walk from the room.

Things were really getting fucked up, both literally and figuratively. I came to Jamaica to get Patrice and my daughter in my life but instead, all I got were  stressful situations than I bargained for and a woman I despise but still found it possible to sleep with.

"Fuck!"

I made my way to the garage with a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I needed to burn off the stream of frustrated feelings that were  threatening to overwhelm me. A few punches off the old punching bag should help somewhat.

In a matter of seconds, I was gloved up and throwing jabs as I pivot building up to a steady pace. In a matter of minutes, my punches became calculated hits against the now violently swinging punching bag.

I was soaked with sweat as my punches became the dominant release of my frustration. I felt the tingling pain in my wrists as the ungiving punching bag swing into me to connect with my driven punches.

My breath was an agonising whoosh as it rush from my burning chest. The muscles in my upper arms were beginning to feel sore but I was still not numb with pain to drive away the longing, despair and regret that still consume me.

I was about to land another punch when I heard my phone ringing. I made to ignore it but after a few seconds of deliberation, I went to see who was calling.

A number that I had not seen in a long time was on the screen and I quickly retrieve the call.

"Man yuh scarce lakka gold," a familiar voice said.

"Waah gwaan Malcolm," I returned glad to hear a familiar voice.

"You tell me," he returned. "Mi ere wat hapn to DD. How yuh a hold up?"

I knew that social media was burning up with videos of what went down and seeing that Soljie was a part of the army this added to the volume of the situation.

I sighed using the back of my hand to wipe the sweat from my eyes as I had left the towel in the garage.

"Mi a hang in deh enuh, wah more mi can duh."

"Kool, kool," he said and then as if suddenly coming up with an idea he added. "Mi deh yah wid a few a wi peeps.Wi deh a Ochi why yuh nuh tek a break an come dung come chill fi a while."

The mention of Ochi brought to mind another call that I had received. My mind replays the short phone call I had received from Patrice's mother and I wonder if this was a coincidence or fate pulling me where I needed to go.

"...we at Mammee Bay at the RUI OCHO RIOS" I heard him say bringing me back to the present. "We would like you to come."

I was tempted to ask him exactly who we were but I kept quiet. My high school friend was known for his wild lifestyle and knowing Keith Malcolm he was up to no good.

I smirk at the thought of what he could be getting up to.

I wondered if I wanted to go to Ochi beforehand and wait on Petrona to get in touch with me about her arrival as she had stated.

"Pity yuh neva pick up mi call dem earlier or yuh wudda did come to my Uncle's new rooftop bar opening  tonight most of our peeps are gonna be there," he informed.

I was not sure if I would be up to any form of entertainment even if I had decided to go down and meet up with them and knowing Malcolm he was going to ensure I gave him yes and not a no for my answer.

"Well, I---"

He cut me off and I paused on my return to the garage to get my towel to wipe my burning eyes and the sweat from my face.

"I saw Peggy today man what a wa..."

Nothing else he said held any significance than him saying he saw Patrice.

"What yuh jus seh?"

He did not get to reply as someone in the background saying something got his attention and when he came back on the phone it was to tell me to come on down.

"Nuh badda wid e fuckry ah nuh come enuh. Mi a fly out to Trinidad Saturday and mi a look fi yuh before mi cut," he said before telling me to check in with him.

"Ok," I mumbled as he rang off.

My mind was still on Patrice being in Ochi. Could it be that she had left early too in regards to her mother finally deciding to put us out of our misery?

I felt a surge of renewed vigour and I smiled broadly as I sat on a chair and silently figure out in my mind how I wanted to play my cards with this new game changer.

There were so many people here that stood in my way of getting to Patrice how I truly wanted but in Ochi, there would be fewer restrictions and I would not have to restrain my feelings.

My smile faded as I thought of her wanna-be Pretty Boy Floyd. Would he be there too? I did not really give a damn. It was clear that she still wanted what we had in the past it was just that circumstances kept pushing it away.

I had a trip to make as it seems time had finally decided to give me my second chance.

I was basking in this glorious change of event when I heard the garage door open and a naked Goodaz came in. I glared coldly at her but she just kept walking towards me.

The sight of her did not repulse me but how easy she had me coming alive by her sexy nakedness had me gripping tightly onto the towel.

"What yuh doin?" she ask her perky breasts with their hardened nipples catching my eyes.

"I think yuh betta get dress and leave," I told her quickly getting up and moving from her.

"OD," she said turning around to watch me walking away. "OD!"

"Wah d bloodclaat yuh a shout out mi name suh fah?!" I growled as I stop walking away and turn to face her.

"Mi tyaad a yuh fuckry. Yuh tink yuh jus a guh use mi den push mi one side?"

I gave a humourless laugh as I glared at her. "Listen mi nuh duh nothing to yuh weh yuh neva mi waah duh."

"Yuh goin to fucking regret a tre---"

I lessen the short distance between us in one stride and the furious expression on my face cause her to deflate.

"Mi a guh tell yuh dis it best yuh cut before yuh fuck up mi meds more yuh ere mi a tell yah!"

I watch as she contemplated her best move and with a scornful look at me she hissed her teeth and walk away.

"Best mi tek weh mi sef fra blooadclaat yahso enuh," I said walking out of the garage my mind now fully made up on exactly where I needed to be.

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