God's Child

Bad Blood

Deana was furious and disgusted. She just stared at her husband with rage in her eyes while the girl called her parents.
This whole situation made Deana realize how much pain her and Mr. Richardson put his wife through.

The young girl finally came back into the room.
"The police and my parents are on their way. Ma'am im so sorry.", the young girl began to sob uncontrollably.

"Listen. I was in your position once before. I was a little older than you though. I was a victim of false love just like you. Trust me. These niggas dont want nothin from you but pussy at your age. Go get your education and leave these bitch ass PEDOHPILES alone!!!!"

Deana wasn't upset with the girl. She reminded her of herself. But she also never knew that this would ever happen to her. 

She then realized why he even became a doctor and wanted to marry her. He liked young girls. Fuckin' Minors! It made her sick to her stomach. 

She ran to the bathroom to throw up. That's when Jermaine felt the need to attempt an escape. But he was too late. 

"Get down!!!!!! Police!!!!" The police were here and cuffed him as soon as they spotted him.

Deana ran out of the bathroom to speak with the officers. 

"Ma'am, do you know this man?", an officer asked Deana.

"Yes. Yes I do officer.", Deana replied. 

"Well, do you have any idea as to why he's being arrested?", he asked.

"Yes sir. I walked in on him and told the young lady to call the police. I made sure he didnt leave before you guys got here.", Deana pointed to the gun on the bed. 

The officer giggled a little. "Well thank you ma'am. You saved the life of this young lady." 

"I just did what needed to be done sir.", Deana replied. 

When the police left, taking Jermaine into custody, and the girl's parents came to pick her up Deana went to her room, fell to her knees, and cried. When she thought everything was going so well. She guessed since Royal is dead the Karma of their tiny affair had to fall on someone. 

She finally got the strength to stop crying and get up. "Deana. you gotta stop with this victim shit. All this cryin' and shit has got to stop. You are better than all this mess. Get yourself together.", Deana heard the voice in the back of her head say. The voice was right. No more playing victim. 

All of a sudden Deana's phone started to ring. It was from the police department. 

"Hello?", Deana answered it thinking it was the officer from earlier. It was.

"Hey Mrs....."

"Miss Young.", Deana interrupted. She didnt even want to here that man's name at all and especially not carry his last name.

"Miss Young. Yes. Excuse me. But your husband.... Im sorry, fiance..... is out on bail......."

"What do you mean bail?", she interrupted again.

"The young lady changed her story. She said it was consensual.", he replied.

"She's 15. She can't consent to sex with a grown ass man!!!!", Deana yelled at the officer.

"No ma'am. The young lady is 17. she said she lied to you about her age because she thought that if she told you she was younger you wouldnt shoot her and feel sorry for her."

"You have got to be fuckin kidding me!!!!", Deana screamed. "I should've shot the little lyin' bitch!"

"Miss Young, I understand your frustration. But there's more.", the officer exclaimed.

"More? What more could you possibly have to tell me?", Deana asked in rage.

"She wants to press charges against you. She said that you not only pointed the gun at your fiance but at her also. Im going to need you to come to the station so we can figure this all out."

Deana hung up the phone and got dressed. The only thing in Deana's mind right now was REVENGE. nothing else. She was done playing victim............