A Dancehall Story - The Final Years. Part 1

Chapter 42- High And Drunk

Chalkline's POV 

I gave her space while keeping the peace between us. At rehearsals we laugh and play around but at home she ignores me.

Things weren't awkward but I felt uncomfortable being in bed with her and cyah touch her.

“Can we have dinner with the kids tonight?”

She was heading to the bathroom but took a sudden stop to look at me. “Why do you do this every time you know that I have things tp do?”

how the fu…” I took deep breath. “How am I to know you have something to do?”

“I made plans with the girls for later. You can have dinner with your mom, aunt and the kids. Just tell them I'm busy.”

I chuckled. “Cool. Have fun Stacy but remember mi tell yuh seh yah mother before anything else.”

“Garrick I know that and I will always be but I deserve to have a life too. Anyways, remember they eat dinner at 6pm and should be in bed by 8pm.”

She walked into the bathroom and slammed the door shut. I felt my bones shake.

I finished putting on my clothes and made my way downstairs. I was laughing to myself when Mel saw me and pulled along with her.

“Where we going?”

“My office real quick for a meeting.”

“Today is my day off plus you said I should go visit my sister and her baby.”

“Oh, yes you should. He is so adorable and he is going to be tall.”

“Happy fi dem. Anyways what's this meeting is about?”

“We will get to that but first I have to run this by you. Shannon is considering leaving WTM.”

I wasn't even shocked, saw this shit coming from from miles away.

“Shannon wah me guh a Miami and push her legs behind her ears and me nuh deh pon dat.”

“Garrick, your mouth.”

“Sorry, but make she gwan. She nuh wah work under my wife them bye.”

“She is the best we have.”

“We can get another person like her,
 Train Nita or Lori for her position.”

“I didn't want—”

“Want her to leave because she is you friend's daughter? Business me a run Mel, me nah look no friend.”

“That I understand Garrick but you and her have history and you are being harsh.

“So does, Stephanie, Lori and Samil and they are working perfectly fine under my wife. Wah sun special about her?”

“Only you would know that.”

“Harsh? History?..She nuh special, she kill me pickney and lie to me. A you save her. Gwan save dem man.”

“You and Stacy at it? You seemed a little unbalanced.”

“All she, yuh better warn her.”

“You and Stacy will finger it out. Anyways, I will need you and Sitra In Vegas for 3 days.”

“When that and why?”

“After the wedding and it's for a casino I want to build at New York Towers. I need you and Mystro to represent Muir's Industries.”

“Mystro alone cyah guh?”

“No. I need you to be there.”

“How Sitra drop een?”