- Now don't get this confused with some movie type shit. It was just a kiss. For a first kiss I thought I did pretty good. "So does that make you my girlfriend?" , I asked. Dickhead shit. Just some weird shit to say at the moment. Even Malik high ass looked at me with a face that expressed something between why the fuck would you say that and your just a dickhead. She never said no , she just moved around the question and asked what our plan was for tonight. Malik being the smooth talker he was basically got her to invite her friend back over here again.
- One second her and Malik were talking , another their giggling and headed back to the guest room again. Me and Jamie went to my room and stayed cozy together on my bed. Rolling around on each other before getting comfortable enough with one another. We kissed again. (S/N : Had your mans happy as hell) I asked again , "does this mean we're boyfriend and girlfriend?". "I don't know yet , I haven't really gotten used to seeing you as my boyfriend yet". In my head that meant yes. I had all these plans for us. Couples things , dates , anniversaries , etc. I got carried away quick , had to snap back in reality.
- We legit talked for all night. Childhood memories , funny shit , dreams , nightmares. Seems all mushy and lame but honestly that's how I liked it with me and Jamie. Two people who understand each other and both have dreams. While we enjoying our night , these dickheads start wilding out. Yelling and arguing. Jawn swung open the door when she started screaming and yelling. In the hood , when there's a problem or drama , everybody hear about it. I hop down the stairs to see what's happening. Malik picking up lamps and shit , throwing it at this bitch. I'm holding him back and she runs right back into my crib to the kitchen. She grabbed a knife. At this moment , only thing I thought to do was slam this bitch. Once she charged at Malik , I moved to the side , grabbed her with both arms around her waist and suplexed her like in WWE. Me personally i'm not a woman abuser but she was making a scene in my moms shit and had the whole block watching and gossiping about it. Two things my mom don't tolerate is when her house fucked up or its gossiped about.
- She wasn't down for to long because Jamie came down and helped her up and told her to go home before the cops came. Soon as the word came out , they pulled up. Everybody in front of my house back up to across the street , but the cops see jawn walk out woozy. Immediately they tell all of us to freeze. They pull all the rest of us on the front porch. Getting the full story from everybody , he decided to put me in cuffs for slamming her , Malik in cuffs for throwing shit at her possibly charged with assault , and her for attempted assault with a deadly weapon. Jamie was a witness so she had to come down to the station with us. The cops went to close the door and smell the weed on the table and confiscate it. The ride to jail was pretty quiet , we didn't do any talking. Just a bunch of 16 year olds who had a misunderstanding that lead all the way to this. "Ya allah" , I thought in my head. (S/N : it means "oh allah", something Muslims say in distress)
- Yo , word to everything I love , this bitch was about to get beat the fuck up soon as I was out the cuffs. I was already thinking of ways to set her ass up. I already knew my moms would bring hell on earth if she would've known what happened. Once we got to the station we had to get booked in and put in a holding cell. "Birth name and birthday please", the clerk asked us. With the cop standing right there Malik said "hold up you smell that?". I said "yea I smell a little something". I thought this nigga was talking about the weed in the cops pocket. Sadly mistaken. "I SMELL PUSSY !!! ". Ctfu. One of the famous lines off one of the old time classics , House Party. The younger cop chuckled a little bit , before saying "you think your funny huh ?". "Apparently Dickhead , why else would I say it". "Not to interrupt you boys picnic or nothing but I asked for birth name and birthday". "Malik Khalil Banks , born February 2nd , 1999." "Jabriel Shabazz Johnson , born July 28th , 1999." "Brionna Alijae Smith , born March 3rd , 1999."
- After being booked they took us to a holding cell and once they let off the cuffs , all hell broke loose. Malik jumped across the cell to grab Brionna. He was legit holding her ass in the air. Mind you , he didn't punch , slap , throw nor do anything to her , he just lifted her in the air. Boul next to me jumped up to help jawn. I told 'em "Don't do it , don't get mixed into it". But no , nobody listens to the calm guy. Malik thought boul was coming after him so he turned around and pieced this nigga the fuck up. I'm talking about the most swift 3 piece I've seen in years. I applauded it. We started cracking the fuck up. He calmed down though. Brionna looked like she was scared of Malik. I couldn't blame her. A 6 foot 200 lbs dude gripping you up can change your life.
- The officers took us one by one to take our mug shots. Jamie was in the interrogation room telling her side of the story. I seen them once we were coming back from the mug shot and she act like she hadn't seen me standing there. Walked passed me with her head up as if I was a nobody. I guess she was mad cause I suplexed her friend. I heard Malik getting his mug shot because they left the door cracked. "Turn left please" , said the photographer. "Turn this dick fuck boy". Malik spoke foul language since we were in 9th grade. His parents just accepted it and thought it was just another phase. Shiiitttttt . The nigga just didn't care anymore.
- Once they pulled me into the interrogation , they tried to make me scared or what not. Threatening to call my moms. (A/N : Every hood niggas weakness is calling they moms) "Yo I seen how this shit go in Law & Order and all of that , what y'all need ? A confession ? Cause you not getting shit from me". Nigga gripped my shoulder , "Yea and I need yo punk ass to sit up and answer the fucking questions". Malik yelled into the room , "Yo , you ain't gotta do my mans like that". One of cops grabbed him and started shoving him in the other rooms , "Shut the fuck up". "Yo , you swear you built". By then the cop slammed his face onto the table. "If i wasn't in these cuffs I'd". Before he could finish the cop start pushing his arms up his back while cuffed. "Oh so you gone break my arm now Dickhead ? , if you gone do it get it over with now you fucking pussy". The cop said , "Nah , I want you to suffer" as he pushed his arm further but not too far. "Watch what friends get you , this way you'll see your "mans" snitch on you right in front of your face".
- The cop who interrogated me was Officer Micks. The other guy with Malik was Officer Rhodes. They'd been partners for some time , trying to pull the good cop bad cop scenario. Thinking I was stupid enough to tell them something when there was a clear glass that I could only see my reflection in , typically meaning it was double sided so I couldn't see who's watching. Hey , I told you Law & Order taught me a lot. " So what's your side of the story", Officer Micks said. " It all started when Jamie invited jawn to my crib. Everything was cool when me and Jamie went to my room to watch a movie and chill." "Why didn't you watch the movie in the living room?", said Micks. "Cause I wanted to be in my room. That's like asking you why you sleep in your bed , you have a couch in the living room , but you just want your bed." "Proceed", said Micks. "Ard , so boom , we up in the room chilling and all of a sudden I hear stomping and yelling. I jump up and open my door to see where it was coming from and it was jawn who was Jamie friend. She swung open the door and started yelling louder. Then the block started to come outside and trying to see what's going on. I'm like yo close the fucking door! By then she ran into my kitchen and grabbed a knife. Malik wasn't having it so he picked up a lamp in each hand and told her to back the fuck up." "And then what?", said Micks copying all of this down on his notepad. "She charged at him and he said and I quote". "I ain't gone put my hands on you but I'm gone fuck you up if you try to stab me" , both me and Malik said it at the same time from opposite sides of the glass. "So what were you doing at the time?", said Micks , still jotting every word down. " I was focused on not getting stab , I jumped to the side as soon as she started to swing the knife at Malik". "Pause your story for a moment , so how did she end up stumbling out woozy with that scar on her face and a lump on her head", asked Micks. "She charged , Malik threw his lamps as he backed up and one hit her in the face and she stumbled back and slipped off my moms new rug. Jamie rushed down once she heard the thump and saw jawn on the floor. She helped her help and told her to go before the cops come and soon as she said the word , WOP WOP , y'all came." "So who had the weed?", said Micks as he chuckled at the story. "What weed ?". "The weed we confiscated, this right here", he pulled out the bag of weed. "I never seen it a day in my life." "We got it off your living room table when we went to close the door and your house smelled like it , so who's was it?", said Micks. "We have a weed air spray and planned on pranking my moms when she got home , but I don't know nothing about no weed". "So how'd it get there then", said Micks looking me in my eyes. "Yooo , gimme some space. I told you I was upstairs chilling with my girl the whole time til shit got hectic". "We'll see" , he said as he got up and opened the door and closed it behind him.
- I was still cuffed to the table , "Yooooo , so can I leave now". Nobody answered. "Man this some bullshit". "Shouldn't have got yourself in this situation then", said Officer Rhodes off the telecom in the other room that had a speaker in this one. "Soooo , can I leave or nah ? Y'all got y'all story , y'all got a confession , so can I dip?". I really wanted to tell boul to eat a dick and grow some for how he was treating my mans but I wasn't trying to get done like he was. He ain't answer this time. The door opened and closed as I was day dreaming looking at the ceiling. Micks unlocked my cuffs and let me out the room. We walked to the desk where I got my phone , wallet and headphones back. I seen Jamie sitting in the waiting area. I was wondering who she was waiting on cause it damn sure wasn't me. Tisk , not after looking past me like she ain't know me. "Your "girl" wouldn't leave without you." , said Micks. Shiiiitttttting me. Ain't no girl of mine gone act like that when I'm about to get locked the fuck up for her friend dumb shit. "So I'm off the hook or what?". "Yeah , but we'll keep in touch", said Micks as he put his card in my jacket pocket.
- As I start walking towards the door , I see out the corner of my eye , Jamie got up too. I WAS NOT HAVING IT. She tried to grab my arm like we was a couple or some shit. I mean we was and I wanted us to be but I ain't like how she tried to act like she ain't know me. "Nah , fuck outta here dickhead , you was trying to act like you ain't know a couple hours ago so scurtttt". I walked out the station and left her feeling stupid. I smelt the air and felt the rain drizzles on my face. It felt like I just did time behind bars and was finally free. "Im going to relax when I get back to the crib , Insha allah" , I said walking off. (S/N : "Insha allah" means as allah wills , we say it when we play on doing something)
