New house, new living and new problems. The latter was the issue.

A big issue.

I had to find my way to the twins school since there was an emergency.

Now I'm here with the other parent seated in the principal's office and we know what the emergency was.

I was in tears and crying as if someone died.

Rosario took his phone to school which I didn't mind and neither does the school, but since it's not updated like the rest who has iPhones, the other student threw it at the wall. It's damage, the new phone of not even twenty four hours, it was done for.

Rosario being the calmer twin got up to report it when the child slapped him in the face, calling him names.

Two mixes with expletives. Motherless fassy and batty bwoy informer.

Then pushed my brother to the ground before running away. The camera showing how my brother went fell head first on the rock that got his mouth busted and three teeth falling out from the impact.

A teacher also saw and was going to help but then she saw Prosper speeding across the school yard through the crowd and grabbed the boy by his head. He didn't fell but that twin dragged him by the head all the way up to his brother to apologise but then see his twin's condition.

Prosper kicked the boy a few times on the face and the teacher got there in time to save him from getting his head burst from a big stone my brother dug up with great speed.

How he dug up the stone buried in concrete was beyond me.

Now it's at the resolution part and this bitch wants me to go to prison.

I needed this meeting over to rush my brother to the doctor but she is wasting my time talking about her son's bruised face and hurting back.

I didn't know who else to call, not daddy and definitely not grandma. My best bet was Ben, and as crazy as he was. He was better than Saint or Lucky. I don't want an instant death and neither do I want a peacemaker.

"Ben, yuh busy?" I asked when he answered the call.

"Navy, yuh gov?" He must have known from my voice that I was crying.

I'm still crying.

"No." I shook my head, even though he couldn't see me. "Mih wah help with Rio. Mih deh a him school..."

"Navy a bawl and sum'n gwaan wid twin ova him school..." I heard him announced loudly and I should've told him to keep it a secret.

But mih nuh easy.

"Wahmn'?" Another voice asked and I started telling Saint what happened.

He didn't get off the call, even when I re-entered the principal's office to hear the parent still going at it.

"The phone is a simple purchase, but look at my child's face..."

"Miss Williams, both boys has been hurt but Rosario is seriously injured and we have called the police to handle this situation. What I can't do is delay his sister from taking him to the doctor..." The guidance counselor is even here with the teacher who saw, yet this delusional woman is wasting our time.

"Mek shi gwaan after shi pay fih mih son medical bills cause it seems him cyaw see outta him eyes."

"Miss Williams. You can take your son to a doctor and she will take her bother, when you get the bill and the police handles the incident..."

"Unnu nah listen enuh." She said stubbornly.

"If yuh cyaw afford the phone or the medical bills just seh dat mek mih gwaan and fix my issue mih self. Mih nah beg yuh nothin' but the school nurse cyaw duh nothing fih mih bredda injury. An any how the next twin get weh from security or buck up yuh son anywhere just know it nuh done. If mih stand up and hear yuh seh another word mih a guh prison and yuh a guh straight a dih morgue. Mih have a life and mih sure dih people dem here have things fi duh." I hissed at her then looked at the principal. "Mister Bailey, I'll keep you informed."

When mih step outta dih office building, it's three vehicles mih see pull up inna dih school yaad next to mine. Behind them is a police jeep.

Mih did park it bad and nuh care. Almost drop pah mih face fih a run guh tu mih bredda dem.

Saint match out and approach wih before everyone else. One look Ben tek pah Rio face and walk inside. Skunk and another bredda who inna dem police uniform guh in after dem duh the same thing. That's after skunk tek two pictures. 

"Give Lucky yuh key and fawud." He told me and I did so.

He took up Rio and bring him to his vehicle and I followed with Prosper holding my hand. I sat with them at the back, crying when Rio was as he was in so much pain.

He could not stay quiet for even a second.

Then to wait outside his room while he does the checkup, I couldn't go in. Saint went in instead and Prosper, he was quiet.

The more I looked at him, all I see is anger then when I finally calmed down a bit. He opening his fist revealing blood and his twin's teeth.

I cried out more and he had to be there hugging and comforting me.
 
He can't go to school.

He can't eat solid foods.

He can't drink without a straw being placed in his jaw.

Even then he is in pain from his cut and bruised, getting bandaged up.

To make matters worst, he showed Saint and the doctor along his elbow then Saint had to leave the room. His left hand was broken between his wrist and elbow. We barely noticed it but the doctor did.

From the loss of his teeth with all the pain, he could only cry and couldn't speak.

Just when everything was going right, something bad had to happen.

It's only the work of the devil.

Rae, Lucky and Molly came with Ben, and not too far behind was Reign running down the hall with MacKari.

I had no tears left to cry and was hiccuping every three seconds. Counting that took my mind off the situation and Saint sat across from me staring.

Prosper told Reign what happened and when they saw his hand, they couldn't look away.

"Dis nuh need an apology. Dih Bible seh an eyes for an eyes, and a tooth for a tooth. A three dis and mih affi tek dem one day. Swear pah mih life. Three fih mih bredda, three fih me, six fih both sister and mih a pluck out him yiy dem fih mih mada. All tek off him hand dem bout him come fling on box and call him motherless fassy and batty bwoy informer. Probably tek out him tongue tu."

Dat Saint and Ben wah hear.

"Bro bro." I called him over and he still had the angry expression, but still came over.

Put him fih standing up between my thighs and tek the wipes open it fih put the teeth on it. Him duh dat and mih wrap it up put it one side.

To wipe the blood stained on his hand he starts crying.

"A mih bredda blood, leffi!" He shouts at me, tears pouring down his face as he drags his hand away from me.

Then more tears starts coming to my eyes and I just couldn't stay inside anymore.

"Sis..." Reign calls and I covered my ears walking out. "Lani!"

Walked out bout mih a cross road and almost mek car kill mih. Mih not even realize until sumaddy pull mih back. Saint.

"Him good Lani."

"Fih how long!" I cried out. "Him inna pain, twin a pree revenge weh him nah guh forget and Reign, shi suppose tu deh home a revise fih Csec next week. Mih suppose tu deh guh work tomorrow and dis come happen. Wih father nuh care and hate mih because mih choose gun man ova him and true dem inna dih house a ask bout you him run with outta wih mada place. Mummy have high blood pressure and if shi hear dis now a problem. Mih stress out Saint! A not even one good year yet and mih deh duh thing mih nuh wah duh, just fih mek dem have a good life. Mih pray every day and ask fih help, mih get it just yesterday and today dis happen. Mih tired! Mih bad lucky!"

Den mih guh fling dung mih self pan dih dutty place and him affi come tek mih up.

Carry mih a him car fih lay dung and force mih fih drink something.

"Mih nuh want it!" I yelled in his face. Moving over to get out when he grabbed me by my hair I catch up at the back of my head.

Fisting and squeezing his hand, he held on tight. I even sung my nails in his skin but he was determined.

He brings my head way back till I cried out and he still didn't let go. With his mouth to my ears, he said.

"Shut up and relax mek mih help yuh. Stop play hero cause all a dem dead! Nanny get shot inna har batty and live, mih seh dih yute good. Tek telling nuh Milani. Bloodclaat mon! Mih cyaw eat suh nuh nyam nyam mih up. Mih deh yah a help. Mih a try fih be here fih yuh and dih same fucking people yuh cut and lef seven years ago deh yah a support yuh and yuh walk out inna roads fih get yuh self killed. "

Then there was silence, minus my breathing and his own.

"Dih yute good, mih get dih best care fih him. Mih nah guh no where outta unnu life if a nuh my time, suh mih naw mek twin dirt nuh body. Reign did deh ova dih internet café when mih bredda pick har up. Shi lef school and did a study. Yuh nuh need fih a worry bout nuh bloodclaat wuk either. Nuff out deh fih whatever position yuh want. Nuh fold when yuh under pressure, yuh mek it dis far fih waah give up. Drink dih fucking wata and listen when mih chat tu yuh, yuh ere dat."

I said nothing but I think I did. How can I nod when he's still holding on to my hair. Then he further on to slap me on the thigh.

"Fuck! Yes!" I shout out and fell limp when he let go of me.

Mih back.

Mih neck.

Even mih head a hurt mih.

He puts the water in my hand and took out his phone while I drink it all. "Ruffian soon pull up wid some food. Mek sure yuh eat or else yuh see dih next side a mih."

He got out leaving me, slamming the door shut and I felt that anger.

He loves his cars and took care of them so to slam it, I knew he wasn't in the head space.

Him guh tek it out pah sumaddy.

Mih pray God protect who it be.

Den me wid mih wicked self nuh confess tu dih dutty landlady wah mih duh har. Suppose a dat deh bad luck a tek mih.

Could neva, cause mih innocent.

A neva mih sen har fih thief mih likkle pantie dem when deh squeeze up har batty and siddung pan har batty peg. Look like squeeze up bulla.