Omniscient
Compton California
February 7th 2023
"Who the fuck banging on my door like that?!" An irritated Ronda saying walking to the front door.
The small family was sitting in the living room, watching a movie when all of a sudden they heard heavy knocks on the front door.
"How can I help you?" She asked seeing two white police officers at her door.
"Ma'am we're here for Dion Lawrence, this is listed as his current residence" one of the officers said cursing Ronda to furrow her eyebrows.
"Wh—uh what does he have to do with this?"
"We can't tell you that, it's confidential ma'am"
"Well he's my son and I want to know what's going on"
"Ma who at da' door?" Dion walks up and stands behind his mother, seeing the two officers.
"Dion no!" She said knowing something bad was about to happen.
"Dion Lawrence you're under arrest for the assault of Jayden Richardson"
"Assault!?" Ronda exclaimed gaining destiny's attention.
Destiny slowly walked towards the noise, only to see her brother being put in handcuffs, while her mother sobbed.
"My babyyyyy"Ronda cried looking at her son who stood tall.
"Ma chill, call this number, 443-390-1284" he said.
"Dion? No, no whats going on?"destiny asked.
"Anything you do or say can be used against you—you have a right to have a lawyer, if you cannot afford one, the court will produce you one" the officer spoke over her mothers sobs.
"Dion what happened!?"
"Ima be fine, relax" was the last thing he said before getting out in the cop car.
"What happened mommy?" Destiny asked in a horse tone.
"He's being charged with assault" she told her daughter.
"What? By who?—whoever is doing this is lying, Dion would never" she denied her brother's accusation.
"Jayden is charging him" Ronda said making her daughter's blood run cold.
"Jayden? No mom, why would Hayden do something like that?" She said filling her mother to the kitchen, "what are you doing"
"443-390-1284" she said out loud as she rode it on the back of a piece of mail.
"Mom what are you doing?" Destiny asked confused.
"Dion told me-"she cut herself off with a sniffle, "he told me a number and to call it"
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Ja'rod Lewis
I'm at my babymama house, chilling with my son when I get a call from an unknown number. I hesitate to answer it.
"Hello" I answered.
"Hello my name is Ronda and my son told me to give you a call" the lady "Ronda" said making me furrow my eyebrows.
"Who yo' son?"
"Dion" she said and I knew automatically who he was. I told that nigga to call me if he in trouble a while back.
"Why he tell you ta' call me?" I asked, feeling my son bite on my finger.
"He has been arrested and he gave me your number—he didn't tell me why but I'm assuming you can help him out"
"Yea—what's your address"
"9670 linen avenue" she said before I hung up.
"It's always sum' shit going on fats, niggas always grabbing me away from you, but I'a be back" I say to my son, "Makayla!"
"What" she says walking down the stairs.
"I gotta go but I'll be back lata ta' finished with him" I told her kissing my son's cheek and handing him to his mother.
"Where you going?" She asked with attitude as she grabbed our son.
"Handle business" I mumbled before walking out and driving towards Dion's house.
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Omniscient
"How do you know Dion?" Ronda asked ja'rod as they sat at the dining table in her house.
"We did business a while ago and I fucked with him, so I told him if he needed anything he could hit me up"
"What kind of business?"
"Trade" ja'rod told her. It wasn't a lie, they did trade but not legal things.
"Hmm, so how can you help my son?" Ronda asked anxiously.
"Who's this ma?" Destiny walked inside the house in her right aide uniform. She saw a figure sitting at the table with her mother.
"This is Dion's—coworker, occasionally" her mother responded.
Destiny walked closer to see the man's face. Once she noticed the man her check flushed red again. She remembered him.
"I'm destiny" she introduced herself as she sat at the table.
"Jeezy" he mumbled taking him her appearance. He remembered her.
"How can you help my brother? I know he didn't do this" she asked, her voice full of worry.
"I got the best lawyers so I'll give you the information" he mentioned, writing down his lawyers names and numbers.
"How good are they and how much?" Ronda asks taking the paper from ja'rod.
"They good—and don't worry bout the money I got it" he said, "tomorrow ima go ta' the jail and see if I can pay bail, if not then we call the lawyers"
"Can I come?" Destiny asked with a frown.
"Nah" he said looking at her as her frown got deeper.
"Please I need to talk to him" she insisted, "I'll stay out of your way, I just need to talk to my brother"
Ja'rod sighed, "igh"
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Destiny Lawrence
I aggressively knock on Jayden's apartment door, waiting for him to answer.
"Jayden open the fucking door!" I yelled as I banged on the door.
"What damn!" He shouted as the door swung open.
"You called the police and lied on my brother!" I said storming inside his apartment, "what the fuck is wrong with you!?"
"Chill out" he says looking at him crazy.
"What the hell is wrong with you" I said picking up the closest thing next to me and threw it at him making him duck.
"Bitch chill the fuck out fo' I beat yo' ass" he said angrily.
I chuckled, "it's funny that you lied on my brother and said he assaulted you but you stay putting yo' hands on me but couldn't fight back a nigga"
He pushed me against the wall and punched the fuck out of my thigh.
"Watch how you talk ta' me" he says out causing me to knee him in the balls.
I try to run outside but he grabs my arm, yanking it towards him and threw me on the ground. He looked like he was about to start kicking me but I kick him in his ankles.
He falls to the ground and pin's me against the floor with one hand before smacking my face.
He lets my hands go and wraps his hands around my neck, choking me. I began to hit him but my hits didn't faze him.
"Jay—" I gasped for air, "Jay—den—pl—please!" I say as I start to feel lightheaded.
His face is the last thing I see before I blackout.
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