Based on a true story. She's been the object of his O.L.D. (Obsessive Love Disorder) since her birth. And now he's the object of hers. WARNING: Delontae aka Tae is VERY EXTREMELY dark and don't give a f**k about nothing or anyone but Aisha until he...
Oh Lord. I'm explaining and crying my ass off to these police!
"The only reason I'm over here is because Aisha got kidnapped and I knew her husband had something to do with it! She pulled that knife on me and told me she had that girl, dead, in the basement, so I pulled my gun out on her, they're the criminals, not me! " I explain, crying while they handcuff me.
I'm lying about when I pulled my gun out, but that crazy ass bitch did pull that fucking knife when she heard the police knock -- talkin' about stabbin' herself in the stomach before she go back to jail. Oh God! The Wydells crazy, both of 'em, him and her, they both crazy as fuck!!
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"We've got the knife from her, just hold on, we'll sort it out, watch your head," is all this officer say to me, putting me in the back of his car anyway.
I look out the back window at that bitch Amanda Wydell, they put her in handcuffs just like me even tho she pregnant, screaming and crying and laying all out while the police wrestle with her crazy ass... I stare. I'm going to jail. One of the detectives starts walking over here.
"I didn't know what to do, she pulled a knife on me." I cry to this lady detective when she opens this door to talk to me.
"I'm Detective Nelson, just calm down. So you knew her husband was in this? How?" she asks me.
"All them kids was telling me and her daddy that Principal Wydell touched Aisha and made Aisha run away from school, and the next thang you know she was missin'! Her husband is a pedophile!" is all I say with tears running down my face...
PRINCIPAL WYDELL'S POV
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"He broke my hand! Yall lettin' him get away!" I point after Delontae Tolliver's brother, but he disappears around the side of the building, and I'm crying, while they turn me around and put cuffs on me in front of all these teachers and students. I put my head down.
"My jacket, put my jacket over my head," I wail to Miss Holloway and she throws it over my head- and this detective just snatches it back off...
