A Dancehall Story: Book 9

Chapters 26- Lock The City

Shanice's POV

"What him mean by you have to give back the car?" Cotton asked.

She was furious after I told her that Garrick was the one who set the apartment on fire because we disrespected him.

"I already parked it back at the manor, I don't want to argue with anyone over them things" I replied.

"Him woulda have to beat me kill me because me nah give him it. Look pon bloodclaat Chalkline to, him fava hook worm. Fuck him and him things" She cursed.

She has been classing him for over an hour. I couldn't imagine what would happen if they were to be face to face. Cotton's mouth was lethal.

"Cotton by right I shouldn't have gone to his wife business place. Now this ruin any chance I had with him."

Not even sure if I had any.

"Chance? What fucking chance yah talk 'bout Daisy? The man never want you. It's clear he had you there to feed his ego or when his precious wife nah look pon him, he would come to you. Nuh see the pussy just did a tame you with things and time?"

I got up from the bed and walked to her little to mini fridge to get a bottle of water but there was none.

Look what I came to? My fridge at The Manor was never empty, my groceries were delivered to me.

"I don't know what he was doing but all I know I want to get back in his good graces. I'm going on the road to get some groceries. You coming?"

She rolled her eyes but obliged because she knew she didn't have anything to eat in here. I was just happey that I had enough money to keep me for a while.

Kimmy's POV

I open the oven to put the pan with the brownie into it.

"Fuck this get hot quick eeh" I said as the heat from the oven hits my face.

"Kimmy, you have the rest of the weed?" Dion asked. I was highly confused to what she meant.

"Aahh... what rest?" I asked.

"No no no no... Kimmy don't tell me you use all of Cross's weed in your baking?"

"You gave it to me so I thought you took some from him for me to use" I said in my defence.

She threw both her hands to her head, "Kimmy I said take piece and give me the rest... piece Kimmy, piece! Jesus help me now. This man is going to lose his shit."

"I honestly did not hear that. I boiled it all and added it to my special batch of brownies" I said.

"That's even too much weed to put into a cake... Kimmy Jah know. Wah me aguh tell the man seh now?"

"Look don't say anything to him, he will just think he misplaced it" I told her.

She closed her eyes and squealed deep into her throat.

"You better pray to God he doesn't find out because I am sending him straight to you" she said then stormed out of the kitchen.

Mystro's POV

"Are you sure she is in labour" I asked.

Amelia's mother was on the phone being historical. They had rush Amelia to the hospital because she was feeling pain.

"I don't think it's possible for me to come there but I can be on video call" I said.

She agreed and told me she would call me back shortly.

"She is in labour?" My mother asked.

"It seems like it. I really wish I could be there but I don't want to risk it."