Chapter 59 - UMID

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Chalkline's POV

My flight got delayed according to Kelly but I felt like this was Mel's doing. She swore the plane wasn't available until tonight.

Smoke a spliff and reason with my demons for a bit until I got tired of talking to myself. They were telling me fuckery anyways.

Wifey's chat

Me: I can't find the documents on the Reeds Pilot Project.

Wifey: I have nothing to do with that.

Me: Oh, I thought you did. I just don't remember where it was stored.

Wifey: ask Kelly or Chanel.

Me: Ok. What you doing?

Me: yuh nah answer?

Wifey: I'm busy right now.

Me: 👍

*Closed Chat*

I looked at the medication on the table but picked up the spliff instead. "Me will take that when I'm on the flight," I said as I lit the spliff. Knowing that I won't.

My phone buzzed and through the smoke I found the notification.

SB's chat

SB: Garrick I left a book in your room at The Manor and I need it. Please.

Me: look how long that.

SB: I know but I need it now.

Me: If I left my house and come there I'm going to fuck you.

SB: Kmt... I need my book.

Me: Suh me can fuck yuh?

SB: you want to fuck me when you haven't spoken to me in months? You said you hate me and I accepted it. No yuh cyah fuck me.

Me: We'll see when I get there.

Ends Chat.

I needed some entertainment before my flight anyways. My demons weren't on medication so now they were talking and we were having a blast.

She was waiting in the parking lot when I pulled up.

"A nuh every woman can get me out of my house like this suh yuh better give me something," I said while handing her the keys.

"I don't have anything for you, just here to get my book." She grabbed the key from me and walked off, I followed. We were about to enter the back entrance when I heard a female shout my name.

"Oh good, you crazy ass wife followed you. See why me glad yuh leave me alone."

"That's not my wife," I stepped back a little to see who it was. "Kira?"

"Who is she?" Shanice asked.

"This is why you have been avoiding my calls. Yuh busy fucking busy in the same place we fucked!"

"What the fuck?!"

"Who the fuck is this bitch?!" Shanice shouted.

Kira made her way to us, pointing her fingers, angry as mother fucker. "No bitch, who the fuck is you."

Quickly they were in each other's faces while I texted Mystro to pull up since he would be the closest to me right now.

"Aye, aye... unuh nuh bother with this—" Shanice was the first one to throw a lick. Now I was in the middle trying my hardest not to get slapped in the face.

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