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Chalkline's POV
I was fighting to open my eyes but they were too heavy.
Felt like I was waking from a coma or a horrible dream. I felt like I was covered with tons of rocks.
Tried to move my hands but it was a hard task. I couldn't immediately remember what happened before I fell asleep, I didn't know where I was or who I was with.
I closed my eyes and reopened them only to see a clown like figure standing over me in pink hair.
"Stacy?" I shook my head.
No it can't be, I was far away from her.
"No, not her, your worst nightmare" The voice said.
Then it got to be Stacy cause who else.
One slapped to my face I was completely awoken. Me frightened yuh fuck.
Wonder if it was a battyman inna pink hair.
Fada Gad...
"Wake up!" It was Chanel's voice I heard.
The was she she doing to me? Not another mad gyal a try kill me.
"Aye gyal make you lick like a man suh?" I asked.
I was alert as fuck from that slap. Look like me born to get abused my women.
"I have a duct tape for your mouth if you decided that you want to talk too much" She said.
She looked weird and crazy as fuck with her neon pink hair and clown makeup.
"Me can ask you what all of this for?" I asked.
She climbed on top of the bed and started to removed her hooker outfit, exposing her bra and panty.
I started to laugh.
"No fada God, a wah me do suh inna life? I said while I chuckled.
She got a little insecure and placed her dress over body.
"What are you laughing at, what's so fucking funny?" She asked.
I shook my head.
"Just all of this and everything. Weh the camera deh? 'Cause a must a prank this to pussyclaat, my whole life is a prank" I said
I couldn't believe none of this shit that was going on. Some bitch always wah kill me but wah fuck me first before dem draw my blood.
"You don't find me attractive?" She asked.
I laughed out even louder.
You know me aguh teach her a lesson.
"No miss, my cocky could never stand up for you even you sit on it" I said.
She jumped off the bed.
"So you don't think I'm pretty? You found my mom pretty and I looked just like her, so why you don't think I'm pretty?" She whined.
Oh God, she is sad.
Her mother?
"Me never say you nuh pretty miss me say me cocky can't be hard for you. Big difference" I said.
Look how dah gyal a guh kill me but due to how me not even care right now.
"So you wouldn't fuck me?" She asked.
She deft? No man, like she nah hear well.
"You deaf?" I asked out loud.
She pulled the hair on my legs and I flinched.
YOU ARE READING
A Dancehall Story: Book 7
Fiksi PenggemarAfter a horrible tragedy struck their family, Stacy and Chalkline's is left with more responsibilities than they could ever imagine. Their relationship will be interrupted and tested because of the sacrifices they will be forced to make.