You should of never been over there PERIOD. I yelled at E as she looked at me. I had to go put my hands on a fuck nigga for hitting her. That shit pissed me the fuck off.
How are you gonna tell me that I shouldn't of been there? I didn't deserve to get hit regardless,she scream as I sat on our bed.
I didn't say you did , I'm saying if you was home from the jump none of this shit would of happen, and from what Icy old man said that nigga was always trying you, I yelled back at her.
You do dumb shit, you running from me and look what happen , I added as I walked out the door.
Man that nigga had me pissed the fuck off, you hit my wife in front of my kids because she turned your bitch ass down? Fuck nigga was so stupid and she was to in my book because why your married ass there? Of course niggas gonna try you, shit if I ain't know her or if she wasn't my wife I would try her.
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2 days later
Shit was okay at home, I did leave and move into the guest house just to give her space because that was the deal.
Bruh ? Juice said as him and this girl name Kay walked into my Office. What's up? I asked as he looked like he was under stress. Man the police here, talking about they have a warrant to search the building.
What? I asked standing up, search the building for what? I replied as we walked out the door into the lobby.
Looking at about twenty offices, I was in shock but also very upset. I don't sell drugs and I don't do shit illegal, so why was they here?
What's up? I'm the owner , why are y'all searching my shit? Listen Mr. Daniels(I don't know what last name I gave him) we have a search warrant to search for guns and drugs, he said as I looked at him. Laughing I looked at him crazy, y'all see a black man trying to get money the right way and fuck with them. But cool do you, I'll call my lawyer while y'all doing that. Sitting to the front desk as they literally searched my building.
Man bruh, Jay said as he looked at me, what the fuck? He asked as I called my lawyer. My lawyer told me he was on his way and to stay cool.
I had no clue why this was happen, I NEVER SOLD drugs.
3 hours later, literally taking damn near 3 hours to search my gym they didn't find shit, the shit was so embarrassing because I had customers here , that had to stop working out because of this bullshit, but what got me,Was the reason beyond the search. My lawyer talked to the head detectives and they inform him that someone called the tip line and said I sold drugs and was running a illegal business. He wouldn't say who, I was pissed the fuck off. I was so upset man.
Calling E , I had called her when it first happen and she was coming but I told her it was useless.
Someone is out to get me, I said to her as my staff and I locked the building up. I didn't know who was really out to get me but someone was and it was so stupid because they was hitting me with bullshit that wasn't true.
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Esha
After the shit with that fuck boy hitting me, I moved back home. Lawrence and I wasn't seeing eye to eye because he was saying that it was my fault that I got hit, like nigga that didn't make any sense.
Someone was playing dirty by call the police on him, personally I felt it was his mammy and them hoes ,she called her daughters(her sons ex's).
Last I heard from Niecey was she was in the nursing home but went home to stay with Trenna at her house. The shit was so weird and dumb to me , I ain't even entertain it.
Watching him walk into the kitchen, I looked at him as I helped the boys with their homework. How are you? I asked as our sons jump up and hugged him. I'm good, just a little confused, but I ain't got shit to hide so whatever, he said looking at me. Yeah it's not like you have anything illegal going on so you know that's just someone fucking with you, I stated as he picked the baby up.
As the night went on he sat in the living room with the boys as I cooked dinner. I really couldn't tell you how I feel about him right now because it's like he needed me and I needed to be home in my own home so I could feel safe. We was good as co parenting at this point but he felt I was his wife and I shouldn't take shit from him but I felt we needed a longer break.
After dinner and helping me put the boys to sleep, I left him downstairs as I showered. I mean it felt good to be in the same house with him, and I was safe I just wanted him to love me right.
Getting out the shower, all I hear is put your fucking hands up, and all I saw was the fucking red and blue lights. Omg I yelled as police surrounded my house, coming up my stair with guns drawn.
Having a gun pointed to my head as I stood with nothing On ,was so humiliating.
Can I please put some clothes on? I asked as they searched our house, letting me put on a T-shirt and some shorts I cried as they handcuffed me and walked me downstairs with Lawrence. Looking at him the police already had the boys downstairs sitting next to him.
Why are y'all doing this? I asked the one officer as the others search the whole house. Someone reported you all had guns and drugs in the house, she explained as I looked at her. That's so crazy, early someone said the same shit about his gym, I cried as Michale the lawyer walked into the house with Juice and Jay.
Can you please take the cuffs off my clients? Michale commanded. Um sir we have a search warrant the officer said. "Right ,not a arrest warrant ", my clients should of never been handcuffed, he said as the head officers walked into the room.
Man you was just at my gym early, man this some bullshit, Lawrence yelled as he looked at me. Y'all got all these fucking pigs searching my shit and scaring my kids, I cried as the man released the cuffs from me. Hugging my boys as Lawrence looked at me.
I'm sorry I didn't even look at the paperwork, if I would of saw the same names I would of call off-the search warrant it's clear, someone is out to get y'all. Showing us pictures of guns, and drugs that was supposed to come from out our house the shit looked so dumb. Yes we both own guns but they're registered.
Who the fuck?
