A Dancehall Story - The Trip To Jersey (Paused)

Chapter 7- Battle Of Wits

Chalkline's POV

As I walked down the long foyer, there was no sound or sign of life. I Lift my gun and walked slowly towards an open door ahead of me.

"Mel, me have my gun up and me nuh fraid fi shoot. Think you know this by now"

"Garrick, I am in here. Put your gun down," she yells.

I still didn't put my gun down. Moving slowly towards the door I now heard a little chuckle but it wasn't coming from Mel.

"Somebody with you?"

"Garrick, just come in."

I entered the large room, Mel was sitting around a desk with her gun placed right before her and Linette was dusting , I assumed.

"Were those gunshots I heard?"

"No my love, It was mini fireworks," she said and Linette chuckled.

"Yuh really think this is a joke? You want attention and this is how yuh planned on going about it? Throwing tantrums and behaving as if you wah man fi run behind yuh.

"I am your mother Garrick and I am the one you are supposed to run behind, I am the one you should come to as I call!" she shouted.

Now I see. Swear all of the woman dem inna my life think dem own me. Down to the baby. I will never know peace until mi dead.

"Linette, please excuse us."

She looked at Mel for permission and she got it then left the room instantly. I walked up to her desk and quickly took her gun up before she could get it.

"This all fake. This is what you are doing? Mel me nuh have time for your games enuh, I have twelve children and many responsibilities that you put on me. Suh why yuh a put me through more stress?"

"I am not putting you through anything, I am having a hard time. Garrick can't you see that my mind is going and coming?"

"Mel yuh mind a guh hell and coming back tormented with a bag fuc... aye!"

Sometimes I have to remember that she is my mother and I should show her respect but she made it so hard.

"Relax, I am just happy you are here and you brought the others with you."

"I didn't bring them, they came. You need to get it together. I am going to call a doctor, my doctor, have you checked out and then once I know what is going on with you then I will act accordingly."

"I already have my own doctor, Garrick."

"Mel, I don't trust them or you. Listen me nah debate about this enuh, me have a liad one out deh suh and now you. Me nah do this with my wife and mother."

She jumped from the chair and started rocking her body and laughing

"Yuh see dah woman yah God?" I raised the fake gun at her.

"Stacy is having another baby!" she screamed.

"Mel, sit down and shut up. Stacy nah 'ave nothing but mental problems. You a act mad but Stacy born mad."

"Maybe you made us this way, think about it."

"Yeah man, blame me. Maybe I should put you out of your misery."

I fired a blank shot over her head and she ducked quickly.

"Garrick!"

I laughed out loud. This was now funny to me.

"Sit down and shut up man. A weh yuh get this from?"

"You know you don't behave like I am your mother. Why would you fire that at me?"