A Dancehall Story: Book 9

Chapters 34 - My Way

Stacy's POV

I couldn't sleep. I blamed myself for going through his going phone and setting up myself to get hurt.

Why was he keeping up with all this women? I felt so alone in my home, so hurt. I kept wondering if I was making a big deal out of nothing.

How am I though? it's all there, it happening and I'm not making things up.

He was in the bathroom taking a shower. I knew he was leaving the house because of what he took out to wear.

"Swear him bloodclaat nice yuh see. Fava rope."

I hissed my teeth.

I quickly check his phone to see if he replied to Shanice.

When I opened the phone the message was no longer there. I searched for her name and saw that he had blocked her.

"Shit, him really nuh inna nothing with her" I whispered.

Maybe he could have message her and they spoke the he block her. No sah, not him. This man really wasn't into she.

I placed the phone back onto the table. I wasn't sure if this was a bad thing for me or not.

I sat there waiting for him to come out of the bathroom.

"Are you going to be on the road for long today?" I asked as he stepped out of the bathroom.

"I'm not sure, I have a meeting with Team Miami and then I have some things to do at the Towers, then studio session. " He replied.

Him still do music?

"I wanted to have a movie night with the kids, could you be home before 7 tonight?" I asked.

He walked into the closet without answering and I had to closed my eyes and fought to keep my mouth in check.

"Did you hear me?" I yelled.

"Yeah mi hear but me nuh know if it's possible. I have  Sitra Newell coming to Jamaica tomorrow to visit Walker's Towers and I want the place to be in perfect shape" He said.

The fuck! When all of these arrangements were made?

"So she has to come here to see Walker's Towers? Plus don't you have people to do all the work for you?" I asked.

He stepped out of the close half dressed.

"Yes she has and I want to make a good and lasting impression on her" He said.

The fucking bitch was already impressed. What the fuck was he talking about?

"I think you already did that, she literally begged you to take this deal" I said. My voice got a little too high and I had to catch myself.

He was checking himself out in the mirror like him tired plaits dem nuh wah pull out now.

"I want to make a bigger impression on her and allow her to see how I want New York Towers as my contractor" He said.

Now I couldn't hold it anymore.

"Garrick only thing left for that woman to do was to suck your dick through that video call the other morning. 'Bout impress, that done happen already."

He was looking at me through the mirror.

"Wah yuh problem? A business I'm dealing with yuh hear me. Suh keep your little nasty attitude to yourself" he said,  the went back to the closet.

"Suh you nah come home for the movie night with the kids then?" I asked angrily.

"I will try but I can't promise you that though. I might be late because I don't know what time I will leave the studio" He said.