Chapter 2- Dirt

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Chalkline's POV 

I had to fight to get a signal on my phone and now I was just tired of walking around.

“Wah take dah woman yah suh long?”

Never saw none of this coming. I was supposed to have a relaxing time in Japan, then back to Miami with King and Garth.

My phone vibrated and I quickly checked it. “The fuck? Stacy! — you know me aguh kill dah gya—”

“I'm ready, but I need help with this?” She emerged from the room, wearing something a little too sexy for the beach.

“Wah just buy a while aguh for $6000 U.S Stacy?”

Her face lit up and her smile got wider. I am starting to hate her smile. God know.

“Oh, I realise I didn't have many bathing suits so I got some. You wanna see them?”

“You spent almost a million Jamaican dollars on bathing suits?”

“It's Chanel and Prada, oh and I got a YSL one. Why yuh never taken me to the beach before?”

“Yuh spent so much money on those and yuh cyah swim fi save your life?”

“Yuh wah pay for swimming lessons for me?”

“Fuck…” I took a deep breath. “Stacy, we are stuck here and you find time to shop. That make sense?”

“Oh come on Garrick, I always find time to shop. Can you tie this for me?” She came closer and turned her back for me to fasten the snaps on her bra thingy.

This was a fucking lingerie set.

I pulled her back hard onto me and wrapped the strings from her cover up around her neck. 

“Yuh been a provoke me, anytime yuh spend money buy fuckery yuh want my attention. Yuh tormented?”

“Just mind yuh strangle me please. Yah fix the thing to not?”

I took a sniff of her hair and gently brushed my lips against her neck. “smell good doah.”

“Garrick, yuh did have yuh gun on you?”

That made me chuckle and I braced on her some more. “A mi big hood weh aguh up inna yuh belly for every dime a mi money wah yuh spend.” 

“Rass, then me shoulda spend more then.”

I pushed her off me. “Me nah fix nothing. I'm ready.”

“Alright, then me aguh walk with my nice sexy  breast dem weh you pay fah outside.” 

“Me nuh care, yah nuh mi woman. Can walk naked fi all I care.”

“Yes, great ideas! You can walk naked on the beach here. You know what, let me try that.”

She started to get undressed, this was not a part of the plan and killing her wasn't part of it either.

“Me did know yah guh dead and me aguh kill yuh. Stacy, put on yuh clothes and come before me lost yuh body a sea.”

“You don't want to see me naked?” 

I bit back what I was going to say. Oh God, it's been a year, no pussy from her. One wrong move and it's over.

“No, a carelessness. I'm  ready.” I walked out of the cottage and headed towards the beach. She was skipping behind me and singing one of my songs.

“Mel a worst thing weh ever happened to me to pussyclaat.”

Mel's POV 

“Suh dem did together before they left Jamaica?” Jade asked.

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