We all wear stripes

Enough evidence

"If he's just gonna kill himself then do it for him!"

"So your talking death Penalty?" Rachel said.

"Yes the hell I am because he's gonna be in jail, with his little friends praising Him for what he did.

My brother didn't get a royal treatment so neither should he

A life for a life

We deserve Justice for Paris and those three teenage boys and God knows who else we need to teach these criminal Thugs a fucking lesson and I would love to start with him. "

"Well have a vote." The lead jury said.

"And the right decision better be made." I said.

Tuesday 6:00pm

I stood out side Justin's house waiting for him to come out.

"You can't be here!"

"The hell I can brother killer, if faget was a person it would be you !"

He pushed me then I sucker punched him. He mouth got bloody and one of his teeth fell out.

"Fuck!"

"You don't touch me, exspisally after you killed him, then show up to the funeral?"

"Trinity I didn't do it I promise!"

"But you know who did."

I was bugged trying t get his confession.

"Ye- No! Please leave please."

"Why?"

"He'll, kill her."

"Who?"

"My fiance."

"Fiance?"

"Yes I got her pregnant and I never loved Paris it was just an experiment." he cried,
I backhanded him as quickly as he said those words.

"Three year's though?" I then kneed him in the private. I hope Paris could smile at least his ex can't have more kids... im kidding?

I got in my car , because clearly he wouldn't tell on his dad.

Especially if he was blackmailing him.

"Trinity it's Justin. I'm sorry. But it was him or my kid you have to understand, I couldn't choose so he chose for me. My dad and three other cops badges 845, 765, and 612 611. "

I got that voicemail after two days of getting statements from other black families even native families harrased by those men!

"So Trinity Paris Johnson, that is your story of your late brother Paris."

"Yes, Judge."

"Any more questions for Trinity?"

"Yes!" Justin's Dad's lawyer stood. He looked like a dirty human rabbit always carried a smug look.

"Actually a statement she admitted to Beating the hell out of my victims son."

"Victim?!" I stood.

"Trinity." Rachel said.

"Sorry." I sat back down.

" She's right he's no witness and you know that. Over 20 people in this courtroom came in defense of Ms.  Johnson. .So in her favor with all the wonderful evidence Deathrow is something that this court room will look into."

The judge said, giving me little faith the right decision would be made.

"Thats fucking bullshit. I did y'all a favor one less faget one less niger."

He stood, the fact this man was rich and a cop, he everything but felt obligated to take my brothers life the fucking nerve.

"Order!"

The judge yelled not one cop detained him for outbursts but when I said bullshit a cop had the nerve to put his had on his holster.

"No he deserved it. His last words was Trinity, but I stomped son of bitch."

He jumped at me trying to get me to flinch.

I couldn't even react to being so angry in shock, Walking out everything played in slow motion, because know I just knew he'd get a slap on the wrist.

Those cops smiled at his little outburst.

And the jury was mostly white and fake Christian.