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Stacy's POV

I stood behind the door waiting for him to enter the room. The piece of board I took from the kitchen leaned in the corner, I planned on using on it if he fucks around this morning.

"After fucking 3 In the morning yah come in here like a big careless bwoy."

Anger Took me over. I have been calling this man's phone all night and not once has he picked up. After he left Jade's house no one knew where he went.

Is he drunk? He seemed to stagger a little and held his head.

"A nuh drunk yuh drunk?" I asked as he slid past me and found the couch to remove his shoes. I went over to the couch and stood before him.

"Good Morning," he said, all too cool and calm. He had on a black hoodie and it had grass on it.

"Good morning yuh bloodclaat Garrick, look from when mi call yuh phone? At least seh yuh alright or yuh a fuck.

He looked up at me and slightly shook his head. "Seems like yuh forget seh mi a artist."

Yes, I do.

"Artist? Yuh did have a show tonight?"

"No but wah bout the studio?"

"Yuy have one in your house?"

"Suh if me a collab' me must bring people Here?"

I had to bring my face down a level where our eyes met. "The only thing yah collaborate with is yuh dutty cocky to a careless pussy, germs."

Ohhh, I was heated. Blood, I wanted blood, his blood.

"Yuh better collab' you head to dem pillows deh and guh sleep."

"Yuh know wah mi wah your head collab' with? My gun. open the pussyclaat safe and yuh will see."

"You want my own?" He asked and stretched my hand out to him. He chuckled then got up to walk past me.

"If you knew what I know, you just avoid me and go to your fucking bed."

"Make me." I pushed my body against his. He had an unusual smell, like dirt.

"Yuh see how much times me warn yuh."

"Guh warn yuh mu... aye yuh see if me never respect Mel. Yuh smell bad like a dog." He used his elbow to eased me off him.

"From yah 18 yuh suppose to a wear dentures but it looks like 33 a nuh wah bad age to start. keep it up."

"See how you are? I tried dealing with you decently. I tried talking to you like a human being but you want me to treat you like how you smell, like a mongrel."

He laughed and I got distracted. All I could feel was him tackling me to the couch. When he was sure I was pinned, he got up and headed to the bathroom. Slamming the door shut.

"Dogggg!" I screamed and ran up to the door, kicking it so hard that I fell back on my ass.

"Mi foot Bruck" I cried out. It wasn't broken, I was being dramatic, thinking he might open the door.

The shower ran for a while. I was determined to get into the bathroom with the piece of board before he came out. I gave up prying the door open after I saw something blinking in the chair.

"His phone," I said and ran to pick it up. 'Binnaz' flashed across The screen before I answered.

"Why yah call my husband suh late waste gyal?"

"Excuse Me?" She hissed on the other end.

"Him busy a eat mi pussy, suck yuh mumma."

"Watch yah. Miss, you should be thankful for me for saving his life. Gwan enjoy him eating your pussy and if you know wah me know, you be nice to me."

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