I'll Hold You Down

Seeking The Truth

I looked at my mom, her eyes are starting to water. I took a deep breathe, and started talking.
Me: Dad, Marcus died two years ago, is first year of joining the army he died.
The look on my dad's face made me wanna go hide in a corner, he looked like his whole world crashed. Our of me and my brother my dad was always closer to him, cause that was his first son, and his only son. My brother even seen him before he went to the army, even through everything he did to us, they had a bond that could never be broken, I wish I had that with either of my parents, I was always alone. Dad starts crying. Mom holds and hugs him.
Dad: Why didn't someone tell me, that's my son. He was my heart, the last thing he said to me was I love you dad, and through think and thin I will always love you. And now he is gone, this whole time I am thinking that he is alive and still at the army, but instead he is buried ten feet underground. Like why, why didn't someone come find me or something why....
Me: Dad, no one wanted u to go, u were a disgrace to the family so no one wanted you to say your goodbyes to your son. But we are truly sorry dad, now that I think about it, it is wrong. I am sorry.
Mom: I am sorry too Calvin, it is heartbreaking. But we have to move on that's what's best for us to do. For Marcus anyway.
Dad: Where is he buried at???
Me: In Barbados.
Dad: Well, that's good bury him from where is was born at.
Me: Mom, Dad I have to go stop by Chris's house I left some things there at his house, I will be right back.
Mom: Robin....
Me: Mom I got this, I can take care of myself. He won't do nothing, I promise.
Mom: Okay Robin, but if I don't get one call within 24 hours I will call the cops.
Me: Okay mom...
I grabbed my keys and left, I didn't even care that I still had on my pajamas, he isn't special, I mean at least not anymore. But once I get there is get this strange feeling that something might happen. But I push it aside. And knocked on the door. When the door opens I couldn't believe who opened it...
Me: NICKI!!!!!
Nicki: Well, Well, Well, if it isn't little snitch.
Me: Look Nicki, I ain't in the mood for your BS, I am still mad at you for throwing a drink at me and slapping me in the face, but I ain't here for you, where's Chris.
Nicki: Why you want him for??
Me: Nicki!!!! I am telling you, that's none of your business, let me through or I am gonna beat your ass, like I should've done the first time.
Nicki: Bitch try it...
With those words being said, I pushed the door and punched her in the face. I kicked her and snatched a piece of her weave out. As I was fighting her I noticed that she was wearing my shirt, that I left at Chris house. And automatically I lashed out even more. I pulled her my her weave and started kicking her stomach. Nicki is on the ground trying to grab my hair, but I ain't letting that bitch grab it. As I am punching her in the face, I feel Chris grab me and pull me off her.
Chris: Stop you chill.
Me: Ha, who ass was u gonna beat??? Cause it wasn't mines. You got dragged...
Nicki is on the floor wiping her bloody nose.
Chris: What you doing here??
Me: I came for my damn shirt, but I see this hoe is wearing it, and it's covered in her blood so I don't want it anymore. I will be leaving.. But wait be for I leave, when you threw that drink at me and slapped me in my face, was it because you was jealous that I had him and you didnt???
All Nicki is doing is looking at me, breathing heavy. By the looks on her face, I can tell that was her reason.
Me: Wow, so you destroyed a friendship for a guy, what a dummy. You guys are made for each other.
I turned around and slapped the door. I was low key happy that I finally got revenge on Nicki, she had it coming....