Chapter 8- Loose Lips

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Stacy's POV

I could not get over Czar and Tricia being in a relationship and how chaotic this could be for both of them but I was exited for them and wanted it to work out. I've known Tricia since high school and I have never heard her talk about being with a man. She was always with girls and had them twisted and going crazy over her. 

She was nonchalant with her relationships so I never too thought about it when she was with anyone.

Tricia's Chat

Me: He you alright?

Tricia: Yes, I am getting ready to go to the salon

Me: You sure you don't need a day off?

Tricia: No, I have to go in to get the place in order and cleaned up.

Me: Ok. Where is your husband? LMAO!!!

Tricia: Stacy me think me get fuck with Czar. I don't know what this is.

Me: Welcome to my world. LOL!

Tricia: This is Crazy

Me: happy for you my friend. Later we talk.

Tricia: Later belly.

Me: LOL!

Ends Chat.

"Aye rasta bwoy see how you make yuh friend fuck off the girl with him demon self and now she confuse" I said to Line.

He was sitting in his chair smoking. I hate when he smokes in here. Just always the damn place smelling like weed.

"Me? Me never know nothing just like you. See how you love mix me?" 

"Line I told a million times stop smoking in here." I got the spray and started sparying all over the room. I kept changing the sheets and curtains because the place was stink with weed and I hated the scent now that I am pregnant.

"Me can go the studio go smoke enuh but you have me lock up in here a look pon yuh" He said. here he goes, looking for an excuse to leave the house.

"Look how the place big, you can go to the pool or another room." 

He ignore me and fan away the smoke from his face. "I want to talk to you about something." 

I knew there was a reason he was sitting in the bedroom in the middle of the day smoking.

"What you want to talk about?" I asked.

He put out his spliff then went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth because he knew I could not stand the weed scent right now. He came to the bed and sat beside me. He started to rub my feet and I grew suspicious. 

He better not ask me for sex.

"Please don't be upset baby but I have to go back to finish the tour," he said and I had an instant headache. Those were some words I never expected to hear.

"Line me cyah do this, no I won't be able to finish this pregnancy without you being here. Clearly I was stress because you were gone for so long. I can't do this." 

If he leaves, I don't know how I am going to manage. I felt like I was going to pass out right now thinking about it. This pregnancy was different from my first. I am more attached to him this time around.

"Stacy just please understand nuh. I already made a commitment to the tour and I just want to finish. I will come back home to you right after" He said.

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