Fatal Attraction (Jamaican Novel)

•Chapter 40•

Andrew's Memorial, Kingston||Wednesday||8:26 A.M

English Cunningham

"Him good?" Daddy asks over the phone, referring to Chinna.

Him have so much love and respect for him, him can't even find it in his heart to hurt him after what happened last night.

Daddy tried to come up with different ways he could approach the situation but nothing ended with Chinna being alive.

He didn't blame him because he knew he wasn't himself but he still wanted to do something.

There was nothing he could do.

"Not yet, Vinny say him still kinda out of it so Beck a try fi sort him out" I answer.

We were at Andrew's Memorial, it was a private hospital and Daddy was a funder of the place.

I called Morrison and he was there before we got there.

I couldn't panic even if I wanted to, I had to be strong for Dre and Tali. Dre hasn't stopped fidgeting due to his anxiety.

Chey had talk to him to try and calm him down.

"Mi soon call Beckford" Daddy informs, "wah dem a say bout Tanoi?".

"She still in surgery"

"And the babies dem alright?"

"Dem premature, nuh hear much yet me a wait pon Morrison fi tell me"

She had two boys, I knew she was going to have boys but she kept denying it.

He sighs stressfully, "mi just waah know everything good, mi nuh know wah me ago do bout Sybron".

"Ano him yuh need fi worry bout Daddy, we need fi deal wid Jonathan else him ago kill him off"

"Mi know that English, but ano time yet"

"Years yaah say that eno, look how him cuda kill Tanoi last night because dem drugs him again, a the second time now dem a do this and we just a make dem do it"

"Just give me couple days alright", he sighs, "make mi know how yuh sister and the babies doing, call me if anything".

"Aiit"

He hangs up just as Morrison walked over to me.

"She's not in the best state of mind right now" he informs sadly, "she's going to need therapy".

Did figure that already.

"She has a therapist, I called him already"

"The babies are in the ICU, she hasn't named them yet, I'm going to give her some time because she's still in shock, I'll let you know when you can see her"

"Thanks"

I walk into the waiting area, Dre was asleep on Chey's shoulder while she sat looking ahead of her.

I take a seat next to her and she looks up at me, "is she okay?".

I blew out a breath, "I don't know, Morrison said she'll need therapy, she's not in the best state right now".

"This needs to stop English, they won't stop until he completely loses it"

"I know that"

Daddy say to give him some days, that's what I'm doing.

Dre's phone starts ringing, waking him up.

He looks at it then rolled his eyes, "the fuck she want now?".