I just couldnt do it yall, I just couldnt do it. As bad as I wanted to tell Shelia when i saw her reflection walking up, I just couldn't do it; Not that way anyway. I mean she wouldnt have believe me no how. Hell even when me and my brother did use to come over as kids with dad, she would always give us dry attention, like Melvin brother kids was bad asses or some. Oh that nigga Melvin though, I got some for his ass... Dont nobody bring up my mother name in vein, NOBODY!
Shelia turned the porch light on opening the door, only to seeing nobody there. She walked out looking both ways scared as ever.
"Whoever you are, the police are on their way... We have guns in this house and we're not afraid to use them."
She ran back inside locking the front door. Rushing into her bedroom only to seeing Melvin up by their shattered window Justice threw a brick through... Lost to it all....
"Melvin somebody just was at our door yelling we need to....." But before she could get her words out, she was distracted seeing their bedroom window broken alone with the brick on the bed. Immediately dropping to the floor as her concious, mixed with putting two and two together, made it obvious that Melvin was cheating.
"Baby whats going on?" Melvin overwhelmed playing it off smooth....
"Baby?"
"DAMMIT MELVIN SAY IT AINT SO...." Shelia yelled crying her heart out....
"Whats wrong Shelia?" Looking at the window and back at his wife. Back at his wife and back at the window.
"LOOORD MELVIN PLEASE TELL ME YOU AINT GOT THESE WOMEN HARASSING MY HOOOOOOOOOOOOME? LOOOOORRRRRD JESUS ....TELL ME IT AINT SO!"
Justice hid in the back yard easing out hearing the two argue. She crept on the other side of the house and poured gas all over Melvins Tahoe. She pulled out her matched and struck it....
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Baby Momma Crisis
Short StoryLife of a young teen caught up in the streets of Harlem wasnt easy for little Justice. Especially when the biggest threat to her freedom was suppose to be her own blood.
