Jade's POV
“She is losing it.”
“I'm not going near her because she has the gun in her hand and she is already hot fi me. Leah, you gwan.”
“No, Gina you go.”
“I would rather call her father or Jade call her mother cause she is looking like real mad bitch on top of that car,” Leah.
She had what looked like a cigarette in her mouth and kept beating the hell out of that man’s car. It was clear she had already destroyed the Porsche.
“You still can’t get Line on the phone?” Gina asked.
“No. I think they are on their way back and probably in mid flight.”
“Well he better get here fast because this bitch is about to light all this shit on fire,” Gina said.
“Stacy!” I shouted her name. She turned slowly to look in our direction, bat in one hand, gun in the other and a spliff…it was spliff at the corner of her mouth.
“Fuck unuh want?”
She stay just like her man.
“Just wanna talk sis or im going to call dad.”
“Call him, I want him to see this shit, call him, call the news. Tell them i’m about to fuck shit up and set this entire shit on fire. Call dem!.”
“Feel her head a take her enuh, “Gina said.
“Don’t think suh, all of this would be up in flames already, she nuh gone yet suh we still have time. Tell her.”
“Leah, you go tell her,” I said.
“Tricia why are you suh quiet?” Gina asked.
“Because I don’t like seeing her like this and I am afraid he is going to have her committed for this. Him aguh do her wicked.”
“Fuck that. Stacy, the twins aren't for Garrick!” I shouted.
She paused, leaving the bat stuck in the center of the windscreen. She spat the spliff out and jumped off the car.
“What the fuck you just said?” she asked. I now realise that her eyes look wild and swollen. She had been crying a lot.
“The twins aren't his. Mystro messaged me that everything had blown up in Switzerland, Mel was also there and she confirmed it was true when I asked.”
“Is this true?” she asked Tricia.
“Yes, it’s true.”
She dropped the gun and placed her hands over face and dropped to the ground. We all ran to her. “Are you guys sure?” she asked through muffled sounds. “I spoke to Mel and she didn’t tell me this.”
“Yes, very sure,” Leah answered.
We got her up from the ground and Trcia hugged her while she cried. I felt bad for her because I understood all too well what she was going through.
“Let us take you home,” Tricia told her.
“I want to drive with you,” she said to her.
“OK, where is your car?” Leah asked.
“I didn’t drive here.”
“Alright, let’s go. All this can be fixed later.”
The car were badly damaged for sure.
Stacy’s POV
My hands were still shaking, it had been a rough couple of hours and I knew it was about to get even worse. That man was coming home to kill me and it was because of his cars.

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A Dancehall Story- Book 10 Part 2
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