A Dancehall Story - The Final Years. Part 1

Chapters 43- Warm And Wet

Chalkline's POV 

I got up early so I could leave the house before she woke up. Plus I had an extra mission today.

Big fucking man like me had to be tip toeing around my own house just because I allowed my dick to rule me again.

My pants was on, now I had to find a shirt.

“Garrick!” mi feel belly rumble when I heard her voice. 

“I'm in here.” I shouted. Maybe I shouldn't have answered but my phone was on the table, she knew I was here.

“Why me feel suh?” She asked as she appeared at the door with her hair all raggedy.

“How?”

“My body pain up and mi front sore and I have a nasty headache. Garrick, why mi knee chip up?”

Wait till she see the hickey dem pon her neck and breast. 

“Suh you nuh know wah happened?”

“Ofcourse me know. Yuh fuck me off. You see me come home and drunk, you did have to fuck me?”

Watch yah now fada gad. I knew this was going to happen.

“Stacy, if you point you bloodclaat gun on me and a talk bout fuck me or yuh dead pussy. Wah me must do?”

“Don't fuck me. Box me down and take the gun cause me know you can.”

God, yuh the woman? 

“Stacy yuh did a gwan bad and me did fraid. Never wah hurt you babes. Sorry.”

“Line cut out yuh fuckery…” she pause to touch her hair. “Look how you knot up my hair.”

A not even me do that enuh. She did behave like she possessed pon me cocky and now a blame me.

“Stacy you were drunk and a behave bad, rubbing your hair like yuh inna heat.”

“Then don't fuck me fuck me Germs!”

“You know what fuck it. Come take back yuh fuck cause me cyah bother with this.” I started removing my pants and she rushed me. I had take the opposite side of the couch in the closet.

“Yuh nuh see how you look mad. Guh put on clothes.”

“You took advantage of me Line. If I am drunk you are not supposed to do that, wuss mi not even a deal with you.”

“Well a your fault fi start suck me hood suh good. Aye Stacy you bad when yuh drunk enuh.”

She took a pillow from the couch and threw it at me. “Yuh nuh shame of yourself?”

“A you must be ashamed Stacy. You come home and assault me for cocky. Yuh muh shame?”

“I was drunk Garrick. I would have never done that if I was sober.”

“Well I feared for my life. Next time I will know better. Yuh wah get drunk now and me show you?”

“Swear me aguh call police on you,” she said and stormed her fat ass out of the closet.  

I laughed until tears come down. Mi know mi was a dead man walking but this was worth it.

After I finished got dress I went in search of her. She was taking a shower.

“Stacy, me a guh the Towers. Yuh wah drive with me?”

“I don't want to go anywhere with you.”

I pulled back the class door to look at her. “Suh yah huh vex with me now?”