A Dancehall Story Book 3

Introducing Stacy Jones

Chapter 13

I was sitting there trying to process all of this once again. This time it was different from the last time he opened up to me. This time it was really personal. I wanted to hug him and tell him everything will be ok but I was not sure that it would be. He got up and head to the bathroom then he returned with a towel over his head, he sat beside me on the bed and rest his head in my lap.

"You think Kimmy will be alright?" I asked.

"Kimmy will never be alright without me" He said.

"So what do you plan to do about her?" I asked.

"Wait for her to return" He said. That she sounds scary and I think he was enabling her sickness. He was too protective of her and she knew how to get under his skin.

"Aren't you afraid of what she might do, you don't think she will hurt you?" I asked.

"She won't hurt me, I am more worried about you" He said. I now see I have to prepare myself for this mad bitch.

"Don't worry, I will put things in place. You will be aright" He said. I knew he is going to be extra protective over me because of how bad Kimmy has gotten. I wanted to ask him if he had sex with her but I knew I would not want him to lie to me or told me the truth so I best leave that part alone.

My eye were open to a lot of things. This explains alot to me now and why he was so reserved. He lost his friends and had to protect a friend from the entire ordeal and she is still in need of him even now. It was a lot for him to handle but he made it look so easy. I wanted to ask him so many questions but I was not sure I wanted to hear anymore right now.

"Wah yah do today?" He asked.

"I have a meeting today with Pasha but I could cancel if you want me home" I said.

"No man handle yuh business, me will log on your tracker" He said.

"You sure? me can just chill with you" I said.

"Fi wah? yuh nah give me no pussy Stacy" He said.

"Get up off me" I said. I lift head from out of my lap. I went to the bathroom to get myself ready to pick up something at the salon then pick up Pasha.

On my way to get Pasha there was so much going through my mind, I was restless. Line story was so touching. He had really been through a lot and at such a young age he had to me a protector. I wanted to do something nice for him but he was not a man that loves crowd so maybe I could have something for him with close family and friends. I would just plan a nice little event after our work load slowed down.

My phone rang and it was Junior he asked if I could come see him I told him it would have to be tomorrow. I wish Gina did not use her mouth so much I could send her to check on him. I know Line was logged in on my tracker and I did not want to risk it. He haven't asked me about the apartment, it's like he forgot that I even have it and I wanted to keep it that way for now.

I got to Pasha's house and he was nowhere to be found, I kept ringing his phone and there was no answer. After parking at his house for almost half hour I saw him coming down the avenue. He was drunk as fuck in the middle of the fucking day this man was drunk.

"Pasha you really drunk and we have a meeting today" I said.

He could barely get two words out, he was staggering all over the place and offering me some of what he was drinking in the cup. I helped him inside of the house and got him some water to drink. He was spread out on his couch mumbling all sort of shit that I could not make out. I had to call this a day. I asked him if he wanted some soup he said he wanted Marsha. Who the fuck was Marsha? He said I should call Marsha for him. He handed me the phone and I went into his call log, he called Marsha more than 50 times, I don't think she wanted to talk to him. I pretended to call her anyways and he said he was going to kill her then starts crying. What the fuck is this I thought.