A Dancehall Story Book 3

The War

Chapter 17 Loud up

I got to the house and it was pure silence from the outside of the Gooms' mansion. You could never tell than men were on the inside trying to kill Junior. I thought about calling the police many times on my way to the house but I did not want to risk putting their lives in any more danger.

I got out of the car and made way on the inside. Luckily I still had clothes at the apartment so I made sure I was wearing tights with a big t-shirt and flats just in case I got a chance to run. I walked to the hallway, the door was half open so I made my way in I said hello twice before a voice told me where to go.

When I got into the hall way I saw Junior and his dad sitting on a couch, a guy standing over them with a gun. Pasha was sitting on a chair facing them and another standing beside him like a security. Where the hell was Cross and his friends I thought to myself.

"Stacy you finally Join the party, come sit right beside me" He said.

He was holding a gun in one hand a cup with something he was drinking was in the other. I quickly took a seat beside him. Junior had a black eye and a burst lip, his father seemed as if he was in pain and his uncle was tied up in a corner with blood coming from his head but it was not a gunshot wound.

"Well since we are all gathered here now this meeting can begin" He said. He looked high and was enjoying the hell out of this.

"Is there something you want?" I asked.

"Is there something I want? You asking me if there is something I want Stacy?" He asked.

He was spinning and dancing. Pasha was definitely on something and it was not what he was drinking in that cup. Seem as if he was on drugs.

"Yes, that's what I asked." I said.

"Ok. I am going to tell you what I want. Now listen carefully, everyone in this room helped to fuck up my life. Junior and him pupa set up my life for the security boy to kill me, me never have no other choice but to run weh leave my baby mother" He said.

He took a seat on the floor and rest his head on the hand that the gun was in. He looked deeply disturbed as he spoke. I watched Junior as he rub his father's back, the guy standing behind them looks like a teenager and he kept switching the gun from one hand to the other. The one beside Pasha looked like he was bleaching his skin, he kept checking his phone, the gun he had looked like he made it, these were some complete idiots but these are the kind of people who would be quicker to kill.

"But I helped you to get back onto your feet, I sent you away so no one could hurt you" I said.

"Yes you did but what happen when you send me away? You know what happen when I run weh to the country to tie out goats and feed fowls?" He asked. The kid beside him laughed and Pasha looked at him, he readjusted himself.

"Tell me what happen" I said.

I really wanted to know why the man wanted to kill all three of us.

"While me deh country a farm and send up money pon bus come give Marsha, that bitch deh up yah a fuck dah chiney pussy deh over deh suh" He said.

He got up off the floor in a hurry and rush over to Junior and pointed the gun in his face. I called out his name and he turn to look at me but still had the gun pointed at Junior.

"Yes Stacy this bwoy a fuck me baby mother and when me reach back a town she tell me say she don't want me because me just a farmer bwoy and one of her man own studio and the next one is big don" He said. I looked at Junior but he looked confused.

"How you know that Junior was sleeping with your baby mother?" I asked.

"A man tell me say when me just gone country, my baby mother went to the studio looking for me and this man yah see har and draw har een and start fuck har" He said.