𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒

WWO

Soon as I get home~ Faith Evans
"Soon as I get home, I'll make it up to you"

Lyriq POV
"Your honor, Mr. Hills had a residence in Los Angeles, California—prior to my client's alleged "kidnapping." I think this is simply someone abusing the system, for his own personal gain. It is evident that, Mr. Hills, is abusive, vindictive, conniving, and incompetent of being a father." My attorney, Kian Smith, argued.

"Your honor, if I may—I'd like to ask Ms. Taylor just a quick question." Jeremiah's lawyer, David Rolfe, spoke.

"I'll allow it, Mr. Rolfe." Judge Gordon replied.

"If Ms. Taylor's claims of abuse are true—why did she wait until now to bring them up, and report them? She obviously wanted to get back at Mr. Hills. Ms. Taylor has unsubstantiated claims of abuse towards her ex-boyfriend, Mr. Hills." Rolfe ranted.

Is he fucking slow?

Judge Gordon rolled her eyes.

"Your honor—we'd like to question the child, if that's okay with you." Smith stepped up.

"I'll allow it." Judge Gordon muttered.

Nasir ran up to me, and hugged me tightly. When he finally let go, he looked at me with a smile.

"Mr. Hills, do you understand right from wrong?" Mr. Rolfe asked Nasir.

Nasir nodded.

"Yeah, I do. Right and Wrong depend circumstantially—it's ethics, and moral integrity." Nasir replied.

Rolfe looked taken back.

Yup, that's from me actually teaching him. I always wanted him to be articulate.

"Okay, well.. do you understand truth from a lie?" Rolfe asked Nasir.

"Yes, truth is factual and can be substantiated, or proven. Lies can't. Lies are the opposite of honesty." Nasir replied.

"You're a very intelligent young man." Judge Gordon told Nasir.

"Thank you. My mama taught me everything. She's very smart." Nasir smiled.

I smiled too.

"Nasir, have you ever witnessed your father be violent, aggressive, or abusive to your mother?" Rolfe asked Nasir.

"Yes. He choked her one time, and, he hit me too. Because, I wasn't acting like a boy. He hit me in the car, and, told me that I better lie for him, or I'll get a whooping." Nasir ranted.

Jeremiah is seriously sick as fuck. I hate this nigga.

"No further questions, your honor.." Rolfe looked around, embarrassed as fuck.

Nasir stepped down from the stand.

"Can I go with my mama now?" Nasir asked.

——
Today was a very long day. I'm beyond exhausted.

Jeremiah is definitely on thin ice. It's only a matter of time before things begin to work in my favor.

I walked through the dark alley, stuffing my hands into my pocket.

I have work in the morning. I'm doing a 13 hour shift. I missed too many days. My check is going to be short as fuck.

"You-hoo!" I heard from beside me.

I turned, it was a blonde-haired white man.

"Me?" I pointed at myself.

He nodded.

I slowly walked over to him.

"What?" I asked.

I noticed he had on a police uniform. He was tall, stocky, and neat-looking.

He smelled nice— I could inhale his fragrance from just a few feet away.

He chewed a piece of gum, and stared down at me with his green eyes.

"You that black girl, Cook, bragged about fucking?" He asked, with a smirk.

I tensed up.

"It's alright, I ain't gon hurt you.. you gon hurt me?" He placed his hand on his pistol.

I shook my head.

"You look nice today." He told me.

I felt flattered.

"Thanks." I looked down.

"You dating that thug, that been paying us off?" He asked me.

"Jeremiah was paying you guys off?" I gulped.

"You think we'd let his jungle gym ass walk around without police permission? He pays a hefty penny." The officer replied to me.

"Isn't that illegal?" I asked.

"Only if you tell. You ain't gon tell on me, are you, Lyriq?" He walked over to me, placing his hand under my chin.

"No." My breath hitched.

"You into race play?" He asked.

I paused.

He laughed.

"You know; I put in a good word with the judge.. give respect to earn it, am I right?" He asked.

I nodded.

"You wanna go back home with me?" He asked.

"Uh.." I hesitated.

"Are you gonna tell?" I asked him.

"My lips are sealed." He winked at me.

"I'll go." I replied.

"Good girl." He said.

I followed him to his car.

What am I about to get myself into?