"Whyyy?!?!? What did I do?" I cried out. He always walks away, even for the littlest things. The food isn't right, he leaves. The floor isn't swept, he leaves. I don't pay him enough attention, he leaves.
"I can't deal with you! You never clean up! Everyday I come home, the food is cold. How would you feel if you worked a full time job and then have to come home to this?" he seethed. I'm sorry, Terrence seethed.
"I DO!!! I COME HOME EVERYDAY TO CLEAN UP CUZ YOU LEAVE DISHES FROM THE NIGHT BEFORE!!!!" I was getting hysterical. Why the fuck am I doing this? Easy. Because I loved him. The part I fell in love with is long gone.
"You are- " I cut him off.
"Get out. You have exactly 30 minutes to get off my property with all your shit in tow. The keys to the gate better be on my counter or else I will not stop until your hands go through a meat grinder. Play wit me." I calmly stated. He gulped. Good.
I walked out and began to make my way out the gates. I let the tears fall when I got to the park. What am I turning into? Have I not been the best that I can be? Where did I slip up? All these thoughts swam in my head like tadpoles in a pond.
"Hey pissface! Over here? Awwww what's a matter? Daddy only give you a thousand dollars today? How pathetic." Dawn came towards me sneering. He has always and will be a bully towards me.
I'm not a snobby rich. My dad owns a oil company and we do have a lot of money but that doesn't mean anything to me. I love everybody and anybody who needs help I'm always there. Yet they all leave. My own mama done stopped talking to me after I wouldn't give her no money.
"Dawn leave me alone. I'm this close to snapping the fuck off so test me and see if I don't knock the shit outta you." He walked towards me till we were chest to chest. He was 6'5" so my 4'9" self had to break my neck to look at him.
"Do something about it. Make me shut up. Jason I dare you to lay a fucking finger on me and I will break your neck. He hissed inches from my face. His breathed smelled of Listerine. I gulped.
I pushed him. He tried to punch me but I dodged it and popped him in his shit. I wasnt playing and I think I made that clear. He sat there wiping his blood laughing.
I walked away and called my dealer. "Yo." He answered.
"I need 2 ounces please by 5." I said.
"$200. I'll be there by 4:45. Peace." He hung up. It was 4:30. It had been well over 30 minutes.
I made my way back to my house. I meant what I said he better be out and if not, I'm shooting him. Period. I'm tired of the bullshit he been putting me through.
When I walked up my driveway, my mouth dropped. The police were in my driveway. THE FUCKING POLICE. And him. He was gonna get it. I swear to God, he was gonna get it. I text my weed man telling him I'll come to him and locked my phone. I reached the police.
"Hi. Is there something I can help you with?" I asked them. I knew one of them. Grindr. He looked at me and cleared his throat.
"So um.. Mr. Allis-" I cut him off.
"Cut the shit Adam. We know each other. Why the fuck are you here?" I said, irritated.
"You beat Travis up. Look at him!" He yelled. My blood was boiling. He was manipulating them.
You see, Terrence was a very talented person. He had many aspects but he mainly pursued SFX makeup. I know it was fake cuz there was a bit of latex hanging from it. I reached over and the rest off.
"Fake you fucking idiots. You all have exactly 2 minutes to get off my property before all hell breakes loose." I walked into my house. When the door closed, the tears fell. I slid down the door sobbing.
