My name ain't Stella....

[Jonesie 1]

Wan a dem bwoy aggo dead - didn't Melodee get preggers cause she was sexin the brothers and didn't know who the daddy was so she dash weh di belly? If Mya do the same thing it's gonna be some fireworks

[jawi876 2]

*Tradee wakes to a loud knocking on the door. He and Mya are entangled on the floor. He stands and walks over to the clock on the night table, 8:48 PM. He glances at Mya’s sleeping form on the floor, and walks back over to her. He lifts her effortlessly, and places a kiss on her forehead. She only stirs a little, and hugs his neck tighter. The knocking continues. Tradee is getting irritable, and may not be so nice to the person on the other side of the door. He places Mya on the bed, and shields her nude body with the plush comforter.

Tradee strolls over to the door like the king of the castle. He is aware that he is still nude, but the rude person at the door deserves to see whatever they see. Tradee opens the door and peers out.*

Edited October 31, 2007 by jawi876

[Forever Young 1]

Tradee strolls over to the door like the king of the castle. He is aware that he is still nude, but the rude person at the door deserves to see whatever they see. Tradee opens the door and peers out.*[/i]

BLOODCL**T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ...As Tenor Saw wouldda seh...'Ring deh alarm another Man is dying!!!'...Lawd God, mek it be Toya and not Tran...hennybody but TRAN!!!

Bwoy, Jaw-Jaw, yuh set dat scene up NOICE!!!! Arrright mi ready fi deh nex piece now...

, Gill

Edited October 31, 2007 by Deyoungting

[jawi876 2]

Tradee: Eeehhnnn? Whaa gwaan bredin?

Delmar: Sarry Rasta. Mi try fe knock pon Mya’s door. *Reality dawns on Delmar as he looks at his brother’s naked form* Eh…Eh! Yuh mek de Empress Toya tink twice bout marry de cabbie eh? Wooooiiiieeee! Gwaan tru Ras! Bullet! Bullet!

Tradee: *kiss teet* Mi yout…whaa yuh check Mya fe?

Delmar: Ah whaa?

*Tradee steps aside and walks back into the interior of the room. He casually slips on his jeans. Then, he grabs paper to roll a spliff, and looks at his brother. He walks over and closes the interior door that separates Mya from them.*

Tradee: Mi nuh repeat myself agen dred. WHAA yuh check Mya fe? Yuh business wid I and I Queen dun ovastand?

Delmar: Whaa de bloodcl** yuh chat bout star? Yuh knoa Mya rate mi mi yout! Yuh stare pon mi like wan eediat…but yuh tek de stalker ting tuh far tuh rass!

Tradee: Shotta mi neva wan war wid yuh ovastand? Mi neva step tuh yuh bout Melodee…mi gwaan same wey all til now. But, yuh business wid mi Empress DUN!!! Mya tell mi sey har tell yuh straight and dun har nuh rate yuh from mi bawn. Mya tell yuh fe tek wey yuhself. So mi ask agen, whaa yuh check Mya fe?

Delmar: Rasta yuh and mi his a big man bawn and grow. Mi nuh war wid yuh zeen? Mi nuh knoa why yuh deal inna phockery but mi look fe Mya straight? Mi ago gwaan easy and ting. Tell Mya mi soon come fe check har lata.

Tradee: Nuh RAMP WID MI DELMAR!!!! MOVE AN COME HOUT!

[MSNELLY 0]

this is good jawi

[Jonesie 1]

WWWWOOOOOOOIIIIIIEEEEE WAR A WAR!!

Dyam earthquake a mash mi up lass nite - tonks Jawi cah mi need this story today

[jawi876 2]

*Mya jumps, she is confused and trying to get her bearings. She hears the loud sounds of two men arguing. She leaps from the bed, and is startled by her appearance. Her hair is matted and plastered to one side of her head, and she has blue and black marks all over her neck and chest. The spots are tender to her touch, and she smiles gingerly at the memory. Mya grabs her robe laying on the edge of the bed, and runs to the middle door.*

Mya: STOP IT!!!! Baby please stop! What’s going on? Why are you both yelling? *Mya grabs Tradee around the waist.* Calm down baby. Let me handle this okay?

Delmar: B-baby? BABY? Are you serious? When did he become baby Mya? I come over to tell you that I can’t bear being away from you, and now I find out that you sent me away so you could phock my own brother? Yuh DUTTY PUSS YEYE SKETTEL! Mi ago chop yuh bumbocl**!

*Tradee lunges for his brother. But, Mya moves in his path. Tradee continues to reach for Delmar, being careful of Mya.*

Mya: NO! No! You will not fight over me! I’m sorry you had to find out like this Travis, but I’m in love with your brother Delmar. I-I never expected…

Delmar: *laughs harshly* LOVE?? DUTTY MOUT SKETTEL! Yuh inna love wid a man nuh tell yuh im real name? Yuh inna love inna one day? Yuh rooks mi hoff two days ago skettel an now yuh chat phockery bout loving mi brodda? Mi name DELMAR…nuh TRAVIS!

Mya: Wha-what? What do you mean? You lied to me about something as simple as your n-name? *She looks questioningly at Tradee* I-is…is that true T-Tradee?

Tradee: Baby, calm down. Let me handle this. Please sit down.

Mya: Wh-why do I need to sit down?

Delmar: Look. I’m sorry. I’m sorry okay. Mya, please let me talk to you alone for a minute. I can explain everything. I promise.

Tradee: Mya, I asked you to trust me, and let me handle this!

Mya: Y-you all planned this from the start? Y-yo-you both ran game on me?

Delmar: Mya baby. I lied about my name only! I loved you from first glance, and I had some legal problems under my own name. So, I used my brother’s name. I never thought things would go this far. I swear!

*Mya looks from Tradee to Delmar in utter confusion. Her hand goes protectively to her lower abdomen on pure instinct. Tradee looks at her and lowers his head in what appears to be shame. Mya allows the tears to cascade down her cheeks, and Delmar takes this as an opening to continue.*

[Yaads 0]

WWWWOOOOOOOIIIIIIEEEEE WAR A WAR!!

Dyam earthquake a mash mi up lass nite - tonks Jawi cah mi need this story today

Bring on the machettes!!!

Jonesie~ Hope you are alright girl! No damage or anything.

[Forever Young 1]

WWWWOOOOOOOIIIIIIEEEEE WAR A WAR!!

Dyam earthquake a mash mi up lass nite - tonks Jawi cah mi need this story today

Bring on the machettes!!!

Jonesie~ Hope you are alright girl! No damage or anything.

Fi real, mi gyal...yuh arright? Baby Saggi arright tuh?? It was bad huh? Hush, deh aftershock dem soon done! I can't even imagine how scary that must have been... Glad heveryone is arright though!

Blessed always,

Gill

P.S.-Bwoy, deh story ah really heat up now!! What a bam-bam!!! Gwaan thru Jawi!!! BULLET BULLET BULLET!!!

[Jonesie 1]

WWWWOOOOOOOIIIIIIEEEEE WAR A WAR!!

Dyam earthquake a mash mi up lass nite - tonks Jawi cah mi need this story today

Bring on the machettes!!!

Jonesie~ Hope you are alright girl! No damage or anything.

Fi real, mi gyal...yuh arright? Baby Saggi arright tuh?? It was bad huh? Hush, deh aftershock dem soon done! I can't even imagine how scary that must have been... Glad heveryone is arright though!

Blessed always,

Gill

P.S.-Bwoy, deh story ah really heat up now!! What a bam-bam!!! Gwaan thru Jawi!!! BULLET BULLET BULLET!!!

Tonks Yardie and DYT

We're okay - just vex me cause I was about to drift off to Dreamland and then the bed shake a start shake. I thought it was hubby playin a trick on me but he was still as a corpse and it lasted a long time (about 10-15 seconds). Aftershocks are minor but I hope that it's over cause my nerves are already shot.

[jawi876 2]

Jonesie hush puttus. ((((N and D and baby)))) And this after your adventure at the 7 Eleven.

Delmar: I became attached to you almost immediately. I came over here to ask you to go with me to Margaritaville tonight because you wouldn’t answer your phone. Mya, we had such a connection, what happened? I am ready to commit my life to you! I can’t stop thinking about you. There is something else I need to talk to you about…in private. I love my brother, but I never thought he would betray me like this.

Mya: I-I-I…

Tradee: I never betrayed you once! I stepped aside when you moved in on Melodee. I never bothered you, and I never tried to approach her once after I got out of jail!

Mya: J-J-Jail?

Tradee: I loved her Shotta! Melodee and I were talking about marriage before I went to prison. I just found out that she and Chantell framed me for rape! You know why she framed me “brother”? She didn’t tell you last night? Ha!

Eeehhnn? *kiss teet* Har dash wey mi pickney cuz we two pickney and har did fraid…and har give mi bun wid yuh. Melodee neva knoa who de faada and har rate yuh ova mi…so har dash wey har belly and frame mi fe rape tuh get rid of mi. Yuh still wan fe chat bout betrayal? De funny ting bout everyting his mi neva did dere wid Chantell. Mi NEVA touch har! But, mi nuh wan yuh fe do time same wey. So mi tek de case! Yuh use mi name when yuh go a bed wid Melodee friend cuz yuh neva wan Melodee tuh knoa yuh check har friend.

Mya: Mel-Mel-Melody? R-R-rape? Wh-what?

Delmar: Bredin…why yuh neva tell mi sey Melodee give yuh bly? Mi neva knoa dem tings a gwaan. Melodee dash wey har belly and now har cyan breed? Why yuh protect skettel and let har come between us?

Mya: WHAT THE HE** IS GOING ON?? And WHO THE HE** IS MELODY?

[phatmadame81 0]

Meanwhile, back in the States, Ian is reviewing his bills. He and Toya have a few credit cards together, and he is interested to see what types of things she is burning money on in Jamaica. He pulls up the pending transactions log for their Black American Express, and nearly falls from his chair. Why in the he** did she just spend $8000 on a wedding dress, another $1300 on shoes and accessories? He knows that she is not trying to force his hand at marrying her. He proposed to her to get her off his back, and that was as far as he ever intended to take it. He would just tell her that she would have to return everything. Better yet, he would let her keep it and model it for him. Then, he would give every piece of it to charity to watch the smile disappear from her eyes. Ian reviews a couple more of their joint cards, and was satisfied that she had not made any more major purchases. He lost his sight and all his body organs shut down when he got to the recent activity on their platinum visa card. Toya had recently put deposits down on floral arrangements, limo service and table rentals. Toya was planning a wedding, and he obviously wasn’t invited.

He had to figure out a way to get her away from Mya. Mya was a horrible influence, and had Toya believing in herself again. She was undoing all of his hard work, and Ian couldn’t fathom losing Toya. Ian’s father always told him that he had to keep a woman in place at all times because they were all closet whores, and would cheat if given the opportunity. Mya was a perfect example of the woman his father told him to stay away from. Toya was a prized possession, and worth the extra energy to train her up in the way of a good wholesome woman.

Ian had actually been very attracted to Toya when they first met. Her gorgeous smile and voluptuous curves appealed to him from the first day. He talked about her incessantly at the dinner table, until one day his father asked to meet her. Ian brought Toya by for dinner, and his father began ridiculing him and mocking him daily. He told Ian that no woman that attractive would ever want a ghetto, sewer monster like himself. Ian set out to prove his father wrong. But, the damage was already done, and he hated Toya before she even had a chance to love him.

Ian immediately calls his travel agent to make arrangements for the first flight to Jamaica. After several transfers, and a lot of threats, he was booked for the first available flight arriving on Friday morning. Ian shuts down his computer, and decides to relieve some tension. He always kept a few women on the side that he could call upon when the need became urgent. Michelle told him that she would be right over, and she would bring her friend. He hoped the women were up for a rough night, because there would be nothing resembling lovemaking going on from his end.*

I missed a day and all of this is going on,

now Ian is going to Jamaica.... what is going on.I want Fitz to catch him and beat the sweet honey ice tea out of him

RIP to your cousin Kimmy

[jawi876 2]

Tradee: Hold on Empress. *He grabs her hands, and sits her down in a chair.* Trust me Mya, I never meant for you to find out about me like this. Everything happened so fast between us. We never really had a chance to just talk. I promise to explain everything, I promise. Please don’t get upset. Please give me the benefit of the doubt.

Delmar: Empress? Since when skettel name so? Rasta…nuff time we trade oomen dem. We neva let oomen separate big man ting doan? Low har…nuff farrin pu** come a yaad.

*Tradee swings and lands a fist in Delmar’s open mouth. He pounces on him with the swiftness of a cheetah and the strength of a pack of rhinos. Mya screams and begs them to stop. Tradee picks his brother up and throws him out the room. They tousle in the hallway, until security comes to stop the commotion. Mya begs them not to call the police, and tells the hotel staff that she will pay for the damages right away. She tells them that Tradee was her husband, and they escort Delmar off the property.*

[Jonesie 1]

OK so when she said Delmar did she mean Rasta?

she confused as hell

[Jonesie 1]

Jonesie hush puttus. ((((N and D and baby)))) And this after your adventure at the 7 Eleven.

Sis don't even remind me