No Better Heaven Than You.

Ticket to Heaven or Hell?

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•A I R I

"GET OFF OF HIM!!" Struggling against the police officer that blocked my pathway to Tray, I screamed at them as he yelled out that he couldn't breathe. Images from the news stories on these types of situations, flashed through my mind abruptly until Tray hollered out as they snatched him up.

"Get Destiny! Take care of my sister, don't let them talk to her without you present you hear me?!" Reaching for him, I yelled out for him as they wrestled him out the door.

"Why are you doing this!? We're the victims, someone was in his home!" I screamed, as the restrained me in the hallway.

"Ma'am calm down before we detain you again!" Scowling at the police officer that insisted on blocking me from getting to Tray, I reached for Destiny as she made her way from her bedroom with the police officers gun, geared at her back as she slowly did so.

"She's the one who called for help! & you're pointing a fucking gun at her?! You're wrong, you are just wrong!" Ignoring me they scoured the condo twice over, before determining that it was all clear. Nothing had been stolen that they noticed, but the place was trashed & Tray's personal belongings. Even mine & really every part of the house but Destiny's bedroom.

I'd hate to think about what would've happened if we didn't beat the police here. Or whoever to getting to Destiny.

"Next time abide by the law & corporate with us. We don't know what's going on, we're humans to and we feel fear like you do-"

"I ain't trying to hear none of that bullshit! Y'all took long enough when I grew up in the hood & y'all still do especially when a black calls so fuck outta here!" I yelled, loosing my temper by the second.

"Ma'am!! Excuse me but that is incorrect! You were speeding & being a danger to yourself & those around you. You could've caused much more damage, than anything happening here would've. Your sister is fine, and everything is still here. Now it may not be in tact-"

"You still talking bitch?! Didn't I tell you to get the fuck out my shit!" Eyeing the officer as his hand brushed his gun, I reached for Tray and yanked him behind me. I noted Malaki's presence, which made sense as to why Tray remade an appearance.

"I have a Detective approaching the scene, he'll take it from here." Before he could question my liability, Malaki rounded the corner with his division. Speaking in codes, he directed his men around the house. He didn't spare us a glance, as he scolded the police officers for tampering with the crime scene. At the mention of that, I did notice muddy boot tracks mixing over some of the knocked over items, and even some officers picking up and moving stuff without gloves.

They did just comprise the entire crime scene. Fantastic.

"Well this young lady & her boyfriend caused quite the scene! I should haul his ass to jail! But I'm trying to be nice!" He frowned, barking at Tray who bit back.

"Bitch fuck you! Didn't I tell you to get out my house!?" Struggling against him as he jabbed his finger in the officers face, I managed to push him into Destiny's bedroom with her help so Malaki could effectively do his job. Locking the door, I shoved him down against her bed.