Toe Tags and body bags

Chapter 1

Toe Tag & Body Bags

K.Adore

Prologue

I truly am my brother’s keeper there isn’t nothing that I wouldn’t do for my big brother Trell. I was the younger brother but you would have sworn that I was the oldest. See I have been looking out for my big bro since we were kids. I caught my first body trying to protect him. See Trell has always been one of them pretty boy looking niggas. High yellow skin funny colored green eyes this nigga was so good looking he could have been the prefect male model. Growing up our mother was craving to be loved. I would even say she was desperate at trying to find her Mr. Right. See my brother got his looks from our mother. She was beautiful in every way of the word beautiful. She also was high yellow in skin complexion but she had dark brown eyes. She had a face full of freckles that only made her even more beautiful. Our mother had a smile that could light up a room and men were her weakness. She must have had daddy issue or something growing up because even though she could have any man she wanted she always seemed to find the losers out the bunch. Niggas who didn’t give a fuck about her or what made her happy. She could have walked on eggs shells for them but that wouldnt never had been enough. She fail in love too fasted because I swear went one nigga broke her heart she used to bring home other nigga to fill his spot. Then when that nigga got what he wanted from her she was on to the next. One night my mother and the new temporary love of her life came home drunk. Trell and I was playing video games on the X-Box. She was drunk as hell and we both knew it because she got drunk to deal with her loneliness. She and her new dude walked through the front room on their way to her bedroom. She smiled and greeted us then he have us a quick head nod and on their way to the bed they went. He walked in the room first then she followed then right before She closed the door she yelled,”Boys don’t be on that game to long take yall asses to bed.” In unison we both said “Okay mom”. She shut the door then we played the game about twenty more minutes before heading to our room. We lived in a two-bedroom low income apartment in the middle of the ghetto in Memphis Tn. Don’t get that shit twisted we might live in the hood but we had the nicest and cleanest apartment in the hood. We had the best of the best furniture and my mother kept the house spotless. See my mother wanted to be a wife so bad that she cooked and cleaned for every nigga that came over. Trell and I never knew our fathers were but to be honest we never really gave a damn. Hell we weren’t the only boys in the hood who didn’t know who their daddies was that shit was a common as white on rice real talk.    It was around three in the morning when I heard our bedroom door open. I was thinking it was our mom coming to make sure we were in the bed like she said. Normally when my mother came to check on us she kissed us both on the forehead with her beef on her alcohol on her breath. So I didn’t move but something in my mind told me to look over to check on Trell. I looked over and instantly got angry. Rage filled my heart so fast before I knew it I was jumping on top of the nigga my bought home tonight. This nigga was trying to get into bed with my brother. I don’t what he had planned doing but that shit wasn’t happening tonight. I was only 12 years old and dude had to be at least 28 or 29 and had a good 75 pounds on me but I didn’t give a damn. I was hitting this dude in the face hit after hit putting all the strength I had into every punch thank god he was too drunk to really fight back. Growing up me and my brother was always like night and day. He was light skinned I was dark skin. He was in love with girl I was in love with the money. At a very young age I realized that with you had money you had power. Trell has always been a hard sleeper but once me and dude fall on top of him. He was still half sleep when he jumped up yelling  “Damn Keyon what the fuck you doing nigga”. Once he finally realizes what was happening he instantly started swinging his hardest on the dude also. With dude being drunk and the fact that it was two of us on this nigga head we over powered him. We then pin him to the ground I shouted at Trell,” hold this nigga down I will be right back. I ran to the kitchen and opened up the cabinet underneath the sink. I hid a 9 mm revolver in an old laundry detergent box. I checked it to make sure it was still just how I left it with a loaded full clip. I walked back into the room Trell was not longer on the top of the men holding him down. The dude must have flip Trell over and was beating the shit out of him. I aim he the dudes head and let a hot one off into his head with no hesitation. I would be damn if any nigga would get over on my brother and live to tell about it. The sound of the gun shot woke my mom. She brought her drunk ass in our room screaming “What the hell was that damn noise.” Once she saw dude lifeless body bleeding all over the ground she let a scream that could have woke up the damn dead. You want believe that next thing that happen. Next thing me or my brother knew we was getting arrested by a police officer my mother old stupid ass actually called the police on us. I was steady trying to explain to the officer what happen but he was not trying to hear shit. I was just couldn’t believe that my own damn mother had called the police on us like what the hell. That shit had a nigga mind blown I swear. She barely even knew that nigga. But all that she was yelling is he was about to marry her. I doubted if he even was gone speak to her ass the next day but whatever. She wanted to be married that damn bad. I just shook my head at my mother. Trell was crying because he also knew that our mother wasn’t right for calling the police. Me and Trell actually was about to do five years in juvie for that shit.  The day we got locked up I was only 12 years old and my brother was just 14 years old that day would change how we view the police, our mother and each other. Trell and I vowed to always be there for each other no matter what. We also promised each other that we will never choose a bitch over each other.    .