A Dancehall Story - The Final Years. Part 1

Chapter 3- True Colours

Chalkine's POV

"She needs to go to therapy," Mel said.

"I spoke with her about it and she said she wasn't ready."

It was hard to even have a conversation with her. Most times I don't want to and when I do, she says something to piss me off.

"You lost a good nurse because your wife is acting crazy and needs help. Garrick, please don't just sit there and allow her to destroy herself."

"Mel I will deal with Stacy and don't say that about her please."

She wasn't easy to deal with, she was stubborn, especially not being in her right mind, but it's still Stacy. She was giving me hell.

One night I got home late from the studio and she started. I did my best to ignore her but her fucking out just kept going and going.

"When you decide to come home late, why yuh nuh sleep outside like a dog, since a suh yuh wah be.?" That's how she greeted me as I walked into the bedroom.

"Why are you up? Yuh nah do anything meaningful around here, not even a watch the baby suh I'm sure you can get rest."

"Why should I when you have enough people doing it and cameras you're watching from when you are not here," she yelled.

"I have to do all this cause yuh walk and torment the people dem and the place like demons a ride yuh."

"Yuh a the only fucking demon weh ever ride me."

Shaking my head just so I wouldn't go further with her. "Ok then," I said.

I went to change my clothes, when I came back she was sitting up in the bed sobbing.

Honestly didn't care, not an ounce of feeling I had towards her. In fact I hoped she would cry louder and suffer.

"I'm going to sleep in the nursery with Melody."

"I knew your only concern was her and that's why you stick around, you don't care about me" she said.

She was pushing me so hard to hurt her feelings so she can gwan with her madness then everyone blames me. I looked at her sitting in the middle of the bed and it just hurt me that she was here, just being here.

"Two months now you had that baby and not one time you held that baby and showed her any love. Suh yuh see how it feels when somebody doesn't want you?"

"Well at least you are admitting it now. I suspected that you didn't want anything to do with me, Well now I know I am not crazy."

"Yup so now you don't have to wonder, my only concerns are my twelve children, anything else weh come to disrupt my peace is just a burden. Good night."

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Stacy's POV

I felt like everyone treated me like an egg, except for Garrick who didn't care and he showed it everyday. He left for Miami for 3 days and I didn't even know, I heard about it from LJ.

My parents keep saying I should ignore him and focus on me but it wasn't easy, especially with acting as if I am not in this house.

Using LJ's phone to call him on a video call one night really humbled me. I covered the phone and when he answered I heard a female's voice in the background so I ended the call.

"After 12, ok," I said.

He came home and I tried to make peace with him but he was still distant. We barely spoke, he didn't sleep in the room. We had family dinner and he only spoke to the kids. I was trying but my efforts meant nothing to him.