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seriously upset with your stereotype
thinking. The typical botoo behaviour, I can’t expect anything
better from you.” I was pointing her to the door. “Not because I am
getting married and you have two different baby father and none of
them stayed, you jealous like ...”
    “You don't hurt up your head ’bout mi an my
babyfather, we is quite alright, ooh. What you must worry ’bout is
your nasty dirty life you living. You and Aubrea is the same
thing.” It was as if Pinky was unloading some bad feelings from off
her chest. “Mi can jealous of you? After you not better than me.”
She stepped closer as if she could just fist me right in my mouth
and said,
    “You only marrying Qwan for his money, sell
you selling yourself, at least any man mi sleep with mi did love
them ... not their MONEY.”
    I wasn’t pissed. Pinky knew there was much
more to the story, but her mind was bent one way and it made no
sense even trying to teach her anything if Mom couldn’t. Pinky
thought I had a choice not to do it. I, on the other hand, knew I
had to do it, Mommy knew and told me I had to do it and my brother
life literally depended on it. I must marry today.
    “So why you have a man if him can’t help you
in life? I prefer do what I have to than breed and suffer for some
careless man that can’t even find food for themself much less buy a
pack of Huggies for the baby.”
    Since Pinky wasn’t leaving, I stormed out the
bathroom with a slight limp in my step trying not to let Pinky
notice my bruised shin. Flashes of sex with Nathan brought back
sensations in my belly, I wore a small smile, no one will know what
had happened behind that bathroom door that swung to a close as
Pinky trailed behind me like a chaperon. I pretended to be angry at
her, you know, making it seem real, as if I cared what she
said,
    “It’s my wedding day, can you at least be
happy for me, at least once in your life?”
    I marched briskly down the narrow baby blue
corridor, the bedroom doors painted in white with gold doorknobs,
then it flashed in my head, Oh Shit! I didn't take Nathan’s BB
pin.
    Pinky’s shout from behind frightened me out
of my thoughts, “Sis! Sis! Stop! Wait, wait!” She had a shock
sprawled out in her voice.
    I turned a deaf ear to her. Kept bolting down
towards the living-room where the rest of the family was chatting
up an excitement over the wedding. I could barely feel the pain in
my shin as I strode hurriedly. Pinky hastened her steps behind me,
trying to catch up, caught up, she snatched my arm and tugged me to
stop. I had no choice, she was bigger and stronger. I stopped in
the corridor almost reaching the crowded living-room. It was so
surprising, Pinky was whispering, very unlike her,
    “Sis, what’s that on your dress?” she was
looking at the tail of my dress.
    “I don’t know. What you see?” I was worried
for some strange reason but what the hell could she have seen?
Pinky was trying to figure out what she saw, she spoke in a low
tone,
    “How that look like cum so much sis?”
    Shit! I didn't wipe Nathan’s cum off my gown.
I baffled for the appropriate lie to tell,
    “Huh? ... Nooo. What you talking ’bout?”
    “Come here, make mi show you.”
    Pinky’s strong hands pulled me closer, I
pushed her hard, she grabbed me, I pushed her harder, she grabbed
me tight, I could not move, she lifted the tail of my gown, I
grabbed my gown out her hands and cursed at her,
    “Why you don't just leave mi alone Pinky?”
While I flashed my body in temper. I slightly slipped from her
hand. She snatched high up on my arm, just below my arm-pit, got a
more steady grip of me, rough and powerful, hauled me closer,
squeezing my arm so tight it hurts, “It’s none of your business,
leave mi alone!”
    “Leave mi bloodclawt.”
    "Is mi nose naught.” That was the best lie I
could come up with on the spot. She wasn’t buying it.
    Determined, she stuck her index finger in the
substance, and with a swoop of her finger