Violence 101

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{THREE YEARS AGO}

TITAN:

India: His name is DeAndre. He's so sweet and kind. He buys me alot of things and takes me out.

Mom: You have to watch out baby. Just because he gives you respect now don't mean he'll do it later. Now go upstairs so I can finish cooking.

Me and Tate stood at the top of the stairs watching her walk up. She finally notices us. She frowns.

India: Really. Please don't do anything stupid. Like please.

Tate: No.

He walks off. He never liked when guys ask our sister out. He's too over protective. But when it comes to DA?!?! Oh hell no.

Titan: You should listen to ma. Plus I don't trust him Dee. You know how he is.

India: No I don't know how he is. All that shit is nothing but rumors. Just leave me alone.

She pushes past me. I grab her arm and make her look me in the eye.

Me: I swear of he hurts you, don't try to stop us from killing him.

India: How many of my boyfrieds are you guys gonna kill huh?!?! Already killed three.

Tate: Only if they hurt you. You hurt one you get hurt by two. Us Banjaree twins live by that motto everyday.

India: Whatever.

She goes into room. I go into my room and sit on my bed. Well I could stop killing. For ma's sake. I mean we've moves to three different houses in two and a half months. I think that's a record. I play with my pocket knife and throw it at my dart board. A picture of my dad was glued to the center. When Dee was born he left us and went back to India. His birth place. My mom didn't care. Everytime we would bring up dad she would always say:

Ma: I don't give a damn about ya daddy. Ima strong black woman and the baddest out of them all. I don't need a man to help raise my kids.

Ma always knew what to say to make us laugh. On the kitchen wall is a poster. 'Any woman can be a mother. But it takes a Bad Ass Mom to be a father too.' I smile and throw another knife at the board. Yes! Right on the forehead.

Ma: KOADU!!!! I know yo ass hear me.

I run downstairs to see ma standing at the bottom of the stairs. Her hand on her hips.

Mom: You been on that damn dart board again huh? Thinking about killing yo daddy.

Me: Cant help it.

She bring my head down and kisses my cheek. We both go into the dining room and Tate already had half of his food gone. Me and ma sit and eat.

{THREE MONTHS LATER}

TATE:

I watched as India limped into the kitchen. Bruises and cuts covered her from head to toe. She had a black eye and a busted lip.

Ma: Oh my god baby what happened?

India: I got into a fight with this girl at the mall.

Ma: Lets get you cleaned up.

I start to walk downstairs and I see Titan walk out of the game room.

Titan: You got the keys?

I hold them up and we sneek out. I start the car and Titan sits in the passenger side cracking his knuckles. My hands shook and it was hard driving straight. My jaw was clenched and there was one thing on my mind.