Stacy's POV
Mel was furious and I was loving it. She was walking around the holding area with the phone pressed to her ears, jumping from one call to the next.
Only God can tell me why she stressed so much over these grown men who decided on acting like children.
"Get them out of there now and they shall be back into this yard and Bradley no one is to know that they had left!" she screamed into the phone.
Everyone was silently watching her in action. The Queen of darkness saving her son from pit he had thrown himself into.
How often are you going to do that Mel? I fucking hate them.
"You see what you have done?" she removed the phone from her ears to asked me.
"I know what I've done" I replied.
She shook her head, "and you have no remorse because you don't have the slightest clue how much shit you could have gotten this family into," she said.
"I know Mel but I just don't care. Talk to your sons, not me. They are grown and should know better" I said firmly.
"Do you think about your children when you do things like this?"
"Does he!" I shouted at her.
"Stacy" Someone called my name and I raised my hand to shut them up.
"You think this is a game, you think playing with my children is funny? You did not lock up one but all three of my sons. They are fathers and business men. Think!" She said.
Yeah fuck being a husband right?
She was pushing me to say things I feel I might regret but she would deserved it for talking to me like this.
"Again, did they know they were fathers and business men when they were jumping walls, escaping quarantine?" I asked.
"They are being men" she shouted.
"Careless ones too. Creating situations no one asked for. You know that should be your family motto Mel, think about it."
"You are ridiculous" she said.
"And you need to teach your children to act their age especially the big overgrown one whom I'm very sure led everyone astray, the same crawsis that got us all locked up in here away from homes and children."
"Whenever he's not under you he is everything that is bad under the sun" She said.
"Yes" I replied.
I could hear mumbling behind me and some giggling.
Her phone rang and she answered it, "Yes Bradley, I'm here..... good... they know how to get back into the yard..... sure I will take care of everything on my end you just clean up whatever you have to and send me the bill" She said.
She didn't want to hear the truth and luckily her phone rang because I had some more things to tell her.
Watch her cleaning up their mess. What a fuck if they didn't have money?
"Ladies I will be in my office until the boys gets here. They air in here is dry..." she looks around then her eyes landed on me ... " and bitter" she finished saying then walked out of the room.
I closed my eyes and catch deep breath because I did not want to let my mouth rule me.
"Stacy you took that a little to far still" Jade said.
"I agree" Said Stephanie.
"The fuck unu mean I took it too far?" I asked.
"You never need to talk to her like that still enuh because she is just protecting her sons as a mother" Tricia said.
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A Dancehall Story: Book 9
FanfictionStacy, Chalkline and the entire gang gathered in the same place for a special occasion and in true Dancehall Story fashion, disaster strikes. How will they manage?