"Oh my God!!! What have you done?" Deana screamed.
"Now who's gonna help you take care of that little bastard baby bitch?" Mrs. Richardson screamed back.
They both looked at His body in cold blood just laying there.
"There is no more baby you dumb bitch! I had a fuckin miscarriage!!!"
"What? A miscarriage?" Mrs. Richardson was in total shock.
"What the fuck have I done?!?!" She screamed as she dropped down and held her husband.
She then grabbed the gun and put it to her head.
But before she could pull the trigger, Deana kicked the gun out of her hands.
"No bitch. You're gonna live with this guilt for the rest of your life. In prison!"
Deana then dialed 911 on her cell phone.
"911. What's your emergency?"
"She killed him!!!! And she still has the gun!!!" Deana screamed as if she was really scared.
"Calm down ma'am. What is the address?"
Deana gave them the address and they made it there in 5 minutes.
Mrs. Richardson was too traumatized to move.
She just stood there sitting in her husbands blood.
Deana was outside sitting by Mr. Richardson's car to make it seem as if she was hiding from the wife.
"Are you ok ma'am?" An officer came by and helped her up.
"I'm fine officer. She's still in there?" She asked.
"No ma'am. We got her and the murder weapon. Thanks for calling us. We're going to need you to come to the station to give a statement on what happened."
"Ok sir."
"Dear God,
I just can't cope. Everything is falling apart. All the lies and secrets. I can't deal with all this. I need some kind of relief. Something to take my mind off of everything. Something to ease my mind.
Your Child,
Deana Y.
A few weeks have past.
She didn't attend Mr. Richardson's funeral but she had no choice but to go to Mrs. Richardson's court dates.
She was sentenced to life without parole for murder in the 1st degree.
Deana's life was so dismantled. Akeem tried to cheer her up as much as possible. But she just pushed him away.
Oneday, Deana stepped outside and saw a group of guys.
They waved and she waved back.
They called her over.
She just rolled her eyes and smiled.
So one came over.
"Hey girl, what's yo name?" He asked.
"Why?" She said flirtatiously.
"Cause I wanna know." He laughed.
"Deana."
"Well I'm Rod. You smoke?"
"No. It's bad for you." She grinned.
"Man this shit I got will take all yo worries away." He said while checking her out.
Deana was desperate for anything that would take her mind off of all the bull shit.
They walked over to the boy's house and he introduced everyone to her.
He invited her in to smoke.
She took the invitation.
As they walked in he looked over at his friends and smiled.
They all laughed.
While inside they got right to it and fired up.
"Here you go sweetie." Rod gave Deana the blunt.
"I have no clue what I'm doing." She giggled.
"Just put it to yo lips gorgeous. Then let it take you where ever you wanna go." He said to her.
An hour past and Deana was stoned.
She was in another world.
The guys knew that what they gave her wasn't pure. It had all types of shit in it.
Their plan worked.
She was out of it.
So Rod picked her up and took her to his bedroom.
The others followed.
The door shut........
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God's Child
FanfictionDeana Young was just a girl trying to find love. She looked for it in every way she thought possible. She lost her mom at a very young age so a mother's love, she never had. She was so used to getting hurt that when she finally had true love in the...
