Part 7

After our 20 minute ride and a 20 minute conversation with this little girl, I was ready to turn the gun on myself. My father, our father molested her less than six months ago and told her to tell her mom that since she wasn’t there to receive the gift, he gave it to her instead. We walk up to the house, my dad greets us on the pouch asking me who the little princess was. I looked at him and told him that I knew about everything, and everything he did. He stood there in front of the door looking all confused. I told him that we needed to go inside to talk but he wouldn’t move from blocking the entrance. I pushed him to the side and made my own way. When I stepped into the house my mother was sitting on the sofa in his work shirt and no pants. I didn’t even have to say anything, she was quick with it. She telling me that she loves my dad and love never fades when its true love. Talking about she always found her way to him because of their sexual connection. So I asked her, you use a condom? My dad going to tell me to stay in my place, I sent the little girl to go find the kitchen and told her to stay in there until I came to get her. I pulled my gun, told my dad to have a seat next to the woman he supposedly love, but gave her a deadly gift…….

Part 6

See, either way that’s my father. Yeah he’s a pervert and I never knew it, but he’s still my dad. Shaquan was feeling up on Brenda like this was all exciting for him. I pulled my gun and put one in Shaquan’s head and one in Brenda’s all for good measure. I yelled for the kid and she came barreling down the steps looking at the two dead bodies in the living room. I told her this house and what happened here is our little secret, and she’s never to tell anyone. She said, like how my dad touched me? I tilted my head to the side looking at her confused. Now hold up, I had to take several steps back and ask her where did he touch you and what’s her dad’s name? She lowered her head and said he touched her private with his private but she doesn’t know his name. I guess she was embarrassed because she started to babble and all I got out of what she said was, who’s your dad? I grabbed her hand and told her Mike Johnson, Mr. Mike Johnson is my dad’s name. At this point I’m fuming, I told her to go sit in the car and not to say anything to anyone. I went into the kitchen, pulled a knife out the drawer so I could retrieve my bullets from their heads. Afterwards, I cleaned up, moved the stove to expose the pipe, and I started kicking at it to loosen it up. Once I smelled gas, I got in the car and headed to our next destination, our father’s house……

Part 5

The little girl that Brenda has is my father’s child, therefore my little sister. Shaquan then explains that she kept seeing him to the point he was a regular. He wanted them to become a family and take her away from the game. Shaquan started looking all upset so, I reached for my piece to make sure I wasn’t sitting on my shirt and could get to it if needed. Shaquan was telling me how he was talking to my dad man to man and telling him that Brenda was in the game until he say she can leave, but my dad wasn’t taking no for an answer. He said after their little argument, he sent Brenda to give my dad a gift. At this point I didn’t even care what the gift was, my mother left my father six years ago. My inner feelings for this situation didn’t matter to Shaquan at all, because he kept the story going. He said that Brenda offered my Dad a new trick, she was 13 years and my dad being the pervert he is laid with the little girl. After that there was complete silence, I looked over at Shaquan and he’s sitting there staring at me with a smile on his face. Your daddy got that virus. Brenda finally decides to speak and start to apologize, reiterating what Shaquan already said, but then mentioned that he threatened her with either she got him to sleep with the little girl or he would make sure she ended up with HIV so either way he was going to get a death sentence. Me not knowing how to respond, I responded the only way I knew how……

Part 4

OK, I’m back. So, everything was getting crazy but this here took the cake. The little girl isn’t Shaquan’s. He tells me that nine years ago she had a teenager as a client, the father that brought the boy made sure his son used a condom but when the son was done, the father didn’t strap up at all when it was his turn to have his way with the teenage working girl. My face was all turned up, then I started thinking when my brother was 14, my Dad took him to go see a prostitute. My parents said it’s so he didn’t lose his mind after his first sexual encounter with a girl. It didn’t make sense to me then and still don’t know but that was when he was 14 and he’s 23 now. Yall do the math……..

Part 3

He dropped his gun to his side and told Brenda to sit down, pointing the gun in the direction of where he wants her to sit. Shaquan sat on the edge of the sofa arm, I sat in the single recliner that was positioned across the living room nearest the door and window. Shaquan puts his gun on the table and explains his side of what’s going on. Brenda was supposed to get an abortion nine years ago, he found out that she never got it. Yall, this girl had her daughter staying with her parents and Shaquan being who he is went to check up on them to make sure they were okay and saw the little girl playing in the front lawn. Yall know I had to ask if he gave her $15,000.00 for an abortion, of course he says no. The $15,000.00 was for the money he lost while she wasn’t working. Which leads me to assume she’s a “working girl”. I don’t know if yall calculated that up in yall heads but umm $15,000.00 in three weeks. Ok, moving on, back to the story. I tell Brenda that it’s best if she tries to make up the money so this doesn’t happen again, I tell Shaquan that his daughter is cute and although he never wanted her it’s a tad easier when a man raise little girls. This is when it started to get deep yall but, I have to head out so I’ll  have to pick up where I left off when I get a free minute.

Part 2

My bad yall, back to the story. Anyway, somehow Shaquan found her and the little girl. He had her up around her collar yelling at her telling her she owes him $15,000.00. By the looks of her face, he got a few grand out of her already but, I knew had to defuse this situation because the house is in my name and I can’t have a dead body up in here. How would I explain that to the Philadelphia Police Department? I say his name a few times, still standing at the door with one foot in and one foot out. Legally I carry a concealed sidearm but I really prefer not to use it if I don’t have too. I don’t believe in the fight or flight concept, I believe in flight and save a life but I will fight if needed. Anyway, I think I wasn’t saying his name loud enough the first few times, it’s a very strong possibility that I was actually whispering his name and didn’t really notice. So, I yell out his name this time and he turned around putting Brenda in a head lock holding his gun to her head. I yell out for him to hold on, I just wanted him to stop hitting her, and maybe we can all talk this out. He tells me to mind my business and leave. Now, in the back of my mind I’m going to be honest with yall, I wanted to leave.  Don’t judge me, I can’t lie, I wanted to leave, sell the house as is and call it a day but, I didn’t. I stepped in the house, closed the door behind me and started to explain who I was and that the house he’s standing in is mine. I told him that the same way he’s packing so am I, but mine is legal. The difference is, if he kills me he’s getting at least 15 years, I kill him I walk because he’s in my house…..

Part 1

Yo! In all my life, I’ve never seen anything go down like this. Let me fill you guys in. So, back in July I ran into this female my brother went to school with, Brenda. With her was this little girl, maybe around eight or nine years old. Both of them looked as if they haven’t seen sleep or water in days, but yeah, I don’t judge. So I asked her what’s going on and what has she been up to. Brenda started looking around all sketchy, yall know I don’t do sketchy so I was ready to give her the peace out and bounce. She picks up the little girl, grabs my arm, and pulls me into the alley. By this time, I’m not even ready to give her to peace out, I’m ready to beat my feet and run for cover. Anyway, she gets all close telling me that Shaquan is looking for her, they’ve been on the run for the past three weeks, and she wanted to know if I could help her. Now, I’m not too keen on getting into the middle of anyone’s mess but there’s a kid involved and she was a good friend to my brother back in the day-day. I tell her I have another house that she and the kid can stay at for a while to get herself together. I told her that no one knows I own that spot and I wanted to keep it that way. Now, this is where things start going a tad cra-cra. I went to the house a few days later to check on them and bring them some food. When I walked on the porch, I heard a bunch of screaming and yells then heard a loud thud. As much as I didn’t want to, I unlocked the door, and poked my head in a little so I could see what was going on…………