The Struggle is Real

Chapter 5

After the doctor left the room, tears streamed down my cheek. The imagination that Rodney's seed was growing in me was just torture for both me and him. Jonathan then looked at me, but not with disgust like I thought, with concern. "Explain Alisha." he demanded, I already knew what he was asking, so I told him everything that happened that night. "So, Rodney did this?" he asked, having a hard time believing what I had told him. I nodded at him, and he sat down to comprehend what he has heard. "I'm gonna kill him!" Jonathan exclaimed in complete rage. This is what I was afraid of happening. "Jonathan no." I uttered with fear in my voice, "No?! How could you try to protect that scumbag after what he did to you!?" he said, I've never seen Jonathan so angry in my life. "I'm not protecting him. I'm protecting you from going to jail for the red of you're freaking life!" I yelled at him, he then stayed silent and left the room. Jesus, this day can't get any worse

After I was let out the hospital, we drove back home. As we were driving home, he was scanning the area encase he see Rodney. We didn't see him as we pulled up to the house, but we did see Christopher, "That mother fucker gotta know where Rodney is." Jonathan said, seeming obsessed with finding Rodney, when I didn't want to even talk about him. Jonathan then jumped out the car a walked towards Christopher direction, this won't be good. "So, I see mama bastard child has come to talk to his older brother." Christopher had said trying to poke fun at Jonathan, and boy did he pick a bad time to do that. Jonathan gripped him up and slammed him against the street light pole on the corner he sells on, "This ain't the day to fuck with me Christopher!" he said making sure Christopher knew he wasn't playing around. "Now, where's Rodney?!" Jonathan asked, pretty much screaming it in his face. "How to hell should I know, his house I guess." Christopher answered, wondering why Jonathan was perhaps angry at his 'best friend'. Jonathan then pushed him into the pole and proceeded to walk towards Rodney's, I gotta follow him so he doesn't do something he'll regret.

We were near Rodney's house, when I stopped Jonathan in his tracks. "Can we just talk about this for one creaking second?" I pleaded to him, "I'm just gonna talk to him." he said seeming calm, but I knew he was lying through his teeth "That's a load of crap and you know it! Jonathan please don't kill him, please." I begged of him, with tears rolling down my cheek. Jonathan looked at the fear written on my face and sighed "Fine." Jonathan finally said, and all my fears went away in a instant. Rodney then walked out his house, he saw us and we saw him, and he began running the opposite way of him. Jonathan chased after him and I fell behind both of them, hard to run when you're pregnant. Once I caught up with them, I saw Jonathan on top of Rodney, repeatedly punching him in the face hard, harder then he's ever punched someone before. Rodney had blood going down his head, and Jonathan had blood all over his knuckles. He then noticed that Rodney was unconscious, and stopped his rapid punches. "Let's go." Jonathan told me and we then began walking back to the house, leaving Rodney a bloody mess on the ground, serves him right.

A couple hours, we made it back to the house and we were sitting on the couch watching tv, when we heard the door bell ring. "I'll get it." Jonathan insisted and got up and began walking towards the door. When he opened the door, two cops barged in and slammed Jonathan against the wall. "Aye man! What the hell you doin'!?" Jonathan yelled at the cops as they were putting handcuffs on him "Jonathan Paige, you are under arrest for the murder of Rodney James."