Mr. Perfect

Chapter 8: Murderer

On Saturday, Grandma got Dad to let me borrow the car for the night. 

It was his day off, so asking him for the car was easy. 

I couldn't go out during the day because Dad had some errands, but he gave me the keys at 7:00. 

It was dark out so that I couldn't go anywhere, and since I didn't know California inside and out, I called Max and asked if he wanted to do something. 

Max, being Max, didn't know what to do because he didn't go out at all. 

I told him I would come over to his place, and then we could eat. 

He was refusing at first, but then I managed to convince him.

As I was driving over to Max's, my phone rang. 

I picked it up as if it was Grandma. 

I had a bad feeling about the call because I had just left the house fifteen minutes ago, and there was already a call from grandma.

"Hey grandma, is everything all right?" I asked curiously.

"No, babe, nothing is all right," Grandma said. 

"Why, grandma? What happened?"

"It's Keisha."

I knew it! 

Keisha will never let me live in peace. 

She has made my life hell. 

The day I planned to relax, she came with a new drama.

 I am sick of Keisha. 

She has nothing to do other than create tension for everybody. 

Now, I wonder what the new havoc she created at home is.

"Keisha came home very drunk," Grandma said. "When your daddy asked her why she was in that condition, she pushed him. I tried to talk to her, but she ran to the kitchen and held a knife against her neck."

"WHAT!?" I yelled, stepping on the brake. "Grandma, is Keisha okay?"

"Yes, she is okay. She only did it to warn us."

"What do you mean?"

"She warned us that she would slit her throat or cut her arm if anybody ever tried to interfere in her life. She also said that she would go to the cops and make a complaint that your daddy and I physically abused her."

"Oh my god! What is wrong with her?"

"She left without tellin' anybody anythin'. We don't even know where she went in that condition."

"Grandma, please don't cry. I am on my way right now. I will be home in twenty minutes. Until then, please calm down. Who will console Dad if you break down? Please, Grandma."

"Yes, your right. Your daddy is very upset. He will lose it if there ain't anybody to console him. Please, come home soon."

After I hung up, I made a U-turn and headed back home. 

I couldn't believe what I just heard on the phone. 

I knew Keisha was a bitch, but this was just too much. 

How can she behave with Dad and Grandma like that? 

Our Dad and Grandma have always been with us through everything. 

Dad ensured we never faced difficulties, and Grandma was always our friend.

We are the world to them, so I don't know why she is doing this.