One Night Stand

Chapter 4

O N E N I G H T S T A N D

         Milan typed up some files on her office computer before faxing it over to her colleague. She stood up and opened the door that was being knocked on. Standing in front of her was a tall, medium built male. He was facing assault charges on his wife. Although Milan wasn't a fan of men hitting woman, the dude hired her and as his lawyer she had to fight for him. He sat down at the table and got comfortable while Milan grabbed her note pad and pen to take notes.

          "So what's your name?" She asked.

           "My name Simian, Simian Johnson." He answered.

             "Okay Simian, tell me what happened on June 9th 2017 at 2:30 in the morning at your residence."

               He lounged back in the chair. "Well uh, me and my wife got into it. She found some messages in my phone and what not. Her crazy ass came upstairs yelling and screaming. She accused me of lying then she started swinging on me like a bat out of hell. I was defending myself by pushing her. When I pushed her, she fell and got a bruise on her back. As a man they took me to jail even though I had a scratch on my face. The women always win in these situations."

            "Can you show me your scratch?" Milan asked.

             He turned his head and showed the scratch. It was deep and bloody. "By looking at this I can see that she actually clawed your face. This isn't just a scratch this is a bruise. However her bruise might've been more severe. I'll take some pictures of your bruise to present in court."

              Milan grabbed her phone and took several pictures of the scratch for evidence.

              "Okay so what else happened?" She asked once done with taking her pictures.

               "After I pushed her she jumped up and called the police and-"

                "Sorry that's my phone. Excuse me." Milan stood up and looked at the callers ID. It was the kids after school program.

               "Hello?"

                "Hello, Ms. Taylor?" A woman spoke.

                 Milan stepped outside her office. "This is she."

                   "Your son A'lijah just got into a physical altercation. He tackled a boy and repeatedly punched the child. Are you able to pick him up? He'll be suspended for one week."

                 Milan cursed to herself. This damn kid was always getting in some shit. "I'm at work so I'll be there in about thirty minutes. Sit his ass in the office until I get there."

               After getting off the phone, Milan went back inside her office. "Simian that was my sons school. I have to go pick him up. Can you come down to my office tomorrow morning at 8?"

             He nodded. "No problem ma."

             "Thank you so much."

               Once Milan got everything at work straightened out, she quickly left and got inside her car. The entire way to the kids after school program she thought about the type of punishment A'lijah should get.

              She pulled up to the school and headed inside. A'lijah sat in the office completely unbothered. He looked as if he didn't just get into a fight. Milan smiled, at least he took that W. She signed him out and took all his papers.