After we left NYC we went back to LA to get some work situated so we can go back to New York for my uncles funeral but those couple of weeks for me was hell.
* Back at home*
India: Jacquees you can't be smoking an drinking around Tyson and the rest of them.
Jacquees: Who you talking to because dis is my house.
India: So your needs matter more than the fact that your kids are inhaling this shit.
Jacquees: Bitch imma need you to get the fuck out my face.
India: You know what imma take the kids to sev and them house and we deal with this later.
India brings the kids to sev and Ant house and asks them to watch them.
*Back at home*
India: So you gonna just talk to me like that in front of the kids.
Jacquees: Fuck you in my face for.
India: What do you think dis is Jacquees you feel like you can walk all over me you a weird as nigga.
Jacquees: Fuck you say.
India: I said you a weird ass nigg-
Jacquees punches india and she runs into the room and calls the police.
Few mins later knock at the door
Jacquees: Hi officer.
Officer: We got a call about somebody abusing someone.
Jacquees: Um i don't know what your talking about.
Officer: Sir can we come in.
Jacquees: Do you have a reason.
Officer: You smell like alcohol and weed.
Jacquees: Okay come in.
Officer: I'm gonna search the place so sit right here.
Jacquees: Ight.
*Few mins later*
Officer: Jacquees Simmons you are under arrest for assault, You have the right to remain silent anything you say or do will be used against you.
*Down at the Police Station*
Officer: You can make one phone call to get bailed out.
Jacquees calls his manger Mike.
Mike: Yo whose dis.
Jacquees: It's me Jacquees I got lock up I hit India bro can you bail me out.
Mike: Yeah bro I'm coming.
Mike came to the station after at least 30 mins and bailed me out and brung me home.
The next day:
