A Dancehall Story- Book 10 Part 2

Chapter 44 - Cross

Stacy's POV

I was hiding in a room from the brunch Mel decided to plan at my house. All of Garrick's children were here along with their mothers. "It will put him in a good spirit," Mel said. I regretfully oblige.

Jade's Chat

Jade: Weh you deh?

Me: My face is tired from all the fake smiling.

Jade: 😂come out man. They keep asking for you.

Me: Fuck them!

Jade: Melody fussing and Line can't keep up with her.

Me: Alright. I am coming.

Ends Chat

I took a sip of my liquid courage and made my way back to the main lawn. I still was a little upset that I agreed on having so many people in what should have been my private space.

"This is what you get when yuh love man." Grumbling, I faked a smile as one of the baby mothers said something about my hair.

"There you are, I have to say thank you so much for allowing me to do this. Garrick is very happy to be outside in the sun with his children. Just look at him," Mel said and I looked at him.

He was nicely dressed in all black, sitting in his wheelchair and laughing at whatever the fuck Steph was telling him.

"Hmmm, he is happy for sure. I need a drink." I stepped away from her and headed towards the table with the liquor but of course, I was stopped.

"Stacy, nah lie, you did an amazing job with Garrick," Kimmy said. Here I got again taking deep breaths. What day when my nose get stuffy and I can't breath, everybody nuh dead.?

"I did my best for him and his children," I replied.

"Well I have to thank you because King was having a hard time. His dad is everything to him and I don't know how he would manage if he wasn't able to see him again."

I really understood how she felt because my kids were just the same. "Anything for them and thanks." She was the only one who acknowledged my effort.

Steph laughed out and it caught my attention. "Excused me a bit." My feet led me into their path even though my brain was telling me not to.

"Sorry, can I borrow my husband for a minute?" I didn't even wait for her to respond. I held the handles of the wheelchair and wheeled his ass into the house and closed the door.

"Wah suh funny?"

"WHAT YOU MEAN?"

"I have known you for most of my life and you have never been funny."

"ARE YOU GETTING CRAZY?"

"Maybe I am. You don't tell me jokes. All you do is make me miserable and cry. Now this bitch who you curse me out for is laughing loudly in my yard."

"WHAT IS THIS ABOUT STACY?"

"I need a break from all of this, from you, the kids, work, your mother. I need a fucking break."

"NOBODY TOLD YOU TO OVERWORK YOURSELF. GET HELP WHERE YOU CAN AND LEAVE SOME THINGS ALONE."

"You think it's that easy?"

He looked past me. "THIS IS NOT THE TIME TO TALK ABOUT THIS."

That was true and now I was being selfish. I knew better but I hated Steph right now. She spoke down to me and I am not over it. Why the fuck would he be making her laugh.