Post by Moments In Life on Dec 11, 2017 23:53:31 GMT -5
Flashback
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Chicago, IL
JAÈSHON WOOD: Well understand before we get down to business, I need my money.
CLIENT: So I can’t sample the product before I buy?
JAÈSHON WOOD: I already told you through DM’s that I needed my money up front before any clothes are removed or any touching.
The scene opens up in Chicago, IL at the Marriott. Inside Jaèshon is shown standing in a pair of sweats and a t-shirt. In his back pocket he hid his knife in case of an emergency and in his hand he gripped his cellphone.
CLIENT: Well that’s not fair, what if I’m not satisfied.
JAÈSHON WOOD: I don’t get why your making this so difficult, I get this is your “First Time” but I’ve already explained to you how this work, and I’m already frustrated that your putting me through all of this.
CLIENT: What’s the rate?
JAÈSHON WOOD: $800
CLIENT: Very pricey, I usually pay $150
JAÈSHON WOOD: Then you can call one of your $150 hoes up and mess with them.
I felt so disgusted sitting here discussing a price on my body. But it needed to be done, Deeno was sitting outside in the car waiting and he was already annoyed.
My client was some judge and he wanted to keep everything discreet, but I didn’t care about all that shit right now, I just wanted my money, handle the business I needed to handle and get the fuck out of here.
The client reaches in his back pocket and pulls out 8 one hundred dollar bills, he hands them to Jaèshon and Jaè counts the money. Jaèshon starts to get undress but a knock is heard at the door, the man walks over and opens the door and without warning is knocked to the ground from a smack to the face with the end of a gun. The man falls on his back knocked unconscious and Deeno makes his way inside the hotel room closing the door behind him.
DEENO: What The fuck are you doing nigga? What the fuck is taking so long?
JAÈSHON WOOD: ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE? THIS MAN IS A JUDGE!
Jaèshon rushes to check on his client who is still breathing but lying motionless on the floor.
DEENO: RUN HIS POCKETS NIGGA!
JAÈSHON WOOD: NO.
DEENO: I’M NOT PLAYING WITH YOU RUN HIS MOTHERFUCKING POCKETS!
JAÈSHON WOOD: NO!
Deeno points the gun at Jaèshon sticking it in his face. Jaèshon sits there unphased by the gun pointed at him, he turns and looks down at his client shaking his head. He reaches his hands into all pockets only finding a couple more dollars and a ring. Deeno forces Jaèshon to take everything including the man's cell phone and ID.
DEENO: Alright, let's get the fuck out of here. I’ll take the stairwell while you go down on the elevator. I’ll drive over to the gas and you meet me there because i don’t want us shown on tape at all together, and don’t say shit to anyone or you know what will happen.
Jaèshon doesn’t respond.
DEENO: Nigga I know you heard me.
JAÈSHON WOOD: Yes I heard you.
DEENO: Good, now get dressed and let’s go.
Jaèshon hands Deeno all the money, the cellphone and the mans ID. Deeno turns and hides the gun in his coat, he makes his way out of the hotel leaving Jaèshon and the client alone. Jaèshon stands there for a second, he notices movement in the clients hands so he turns and quickly grabs his belongings. Jaèshon slides his pants back on and his shoes and rushes out of the hotel room with his jacket in hand. He gets on the elevator and takes it down to the first floor where he rushes out of the elevator bumping into people getting on. Jaèshon walks out and walks through the parking lot and to the gas station where he meets up with Deeno.
DEENO: Good job, I knew that dude would have some money.
JAÈSHON WOOD: He was a judge, do you understand how serious this could get?
DEENO: He’s also married and paying a male prostitute, he doesn’t want that shit out in the public.
JAÈSHON WOOD: Don’t call me, I hate when you call me that.
DEENO: Well that’s what you are. Truth hurts!
JAÈSHON WOOD: I fucking hate you, and i can’t wait to get away from you.
While driving Deeno balls his fist up and punches Jaèshon in the face forcing his head into the window. Jaèshon’s head bouncing off the glass and he falls back in the seat, for a second it was a blur but Jaèshon comes back to reality groaning from the pain.
DEENO: Don’t disrespect me.
JAÈSHON WOOD: Fuck you.
DEENO: Ha your funny, just wait until we get back to the spot. Oh by the way your only getting $250 off that gig, maybe next time you’ll watch your mouth.
JAÈSHON WOOD: And that means you’ll get $1150, fuck out of here. That money is fucking mines, ALL OF IT.
DEENO: You must really want me to hurt you, take this $250 and be happy I don’t pistol whip ya ass tonight. When I feel like you deserve more then that then we’ll cross that bridge when we get there but until then this is what i think you deserve so be happy I’m even giving you anything.
Jaèshon lays his head back, forcing himself not to cry, he closes his eyes and takes the pain that he’s feeling from the hit against the window.
I couldn’t believe I ever loved this man, when I first met him he made me feel like he was this different person. He sold me dreams and tricked me into a lifestyle that I was not ready for.
This nigga was Satan in a disguise and I had to get away from him. I didn't know how though, he threaten to expose me to my family and even threaten to harm my family so I needed to figure out a way to get away from him.
But I didn’t know how. I was just stacked but I felt like if I didn’t get away soon then something terrible was going to happen to me.
CLIENT: So I can’t sample the product before I buy?
JAÈSHON WOOD: I already told you through DM’s that I needed my money up front before any clothes are removed or any touching.
The scene opens up in Chicago, IL at the Marriott. Inside Jaèshon is shown standing in a pair of sweats and a t-shirt. In his back pocket he hid his knife in case of an emergency and in his hand he gripped his cellphone.
CLIENT: Well that’s not fair, what if I’m not satisfied.
JAÈSHON WOOD: I don’t get why your making this so difficult, I get this is your “First Time” but I’ve already explained to you how this work, and I’m already frustrated that your putting me through all of this.
CLIENT: What’s the rate?
JAÈSHON WOOD: $800
CLIENT: Very pricey, I usually pay $150
JAÈSHON WOOD: Then you can call one of your $150 hoes up and mess with them.
I felt so disgusted sitting here discussing a price on my body. But it needed to be done, Deeno was sitting outside in the car waiting and he was already annoyed.
My client was some judge and he wanted to keep everything discreet, but I didn’t care about all that shit right now, I just wanted my money, handle the business I needed to handle and get the fuck out of here.
The client reaches in his back pocket and pulls out 8 one hundred dollar bills, he hands them to Jaèshon and Jaè counts the money. Jaèshon starts to get undress but a knock is heard at the door, the man walks over and opens the door and without warning is knocked to the ground from a smack to the face with the end of a gun. The man falls on his back knocked unconscious and Deeno makes his way inside the hotel room closing the door behind him.
DEENO: What The fuck are you doing nigga? What the fuck is taking so long?
JAÈSHON WOOD: ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE? THIS MAN IS A JUDGE!
Jaèshon rushes to check on his client who is still breathing but lying motionless on the floor.
DEENO: RUN HIS POCKETS NIGGA!
JAÈSHON WOOD: NO.
DEENO: I’M NOT PLAYING WITH YOU RUN HIS MOTHERFUCKING POCKETS!
JAÈSHON WOOD: NO!
Deeno points the gun at Jaèshon sticking it in his face. Jaèshon sits there unphased by the gun pointed at him, he turns and looks down at his client shaking his head. He reaches his hands into all pockets only finding a couple more dollars and a ring. Deeno forces Jaèshon to take everything including the man's cell phone and ID.
DEENO: Alright, let's get the fuck out of here. I’ll take the stairwell while you go down on the elevator. I’ll drive over to the gas and you meet me there because i don’t want us shown on tape at all together, and don’t say shit to anyone or you know what will happen.
Jaèshon doesn’t respond.
DEENO: Nigga I know you heard me.
JAÈSHON WOOD: Yes I heard you.
DEENO: Good, now get dressed and let’s go.
Jaèshon hands Deeno all the money, the cellphone and the mans ID. Deeno turns and hides the gun in his coat, he makes his way out of the hotel leaving Jaèshon and the client alone. Jaèshon stands there for a second, he notices movement in the clients hands so he turns and quickly grabs his belongings. Jaèshon slides his pants back on and his shoes and rushes out of the hotel room with his jacket in hand. He gets on the elevator and takes it down to the first floor where he rushes out of the elevator bumping into people getting on. Jaèshon walks out and walks through the parking lot and to the gas station where he meets up with Deeno.
DEENO: Good job, I knew that dude would have some money.
JAÈSHON WOOD: He was a judge, do you understand how serious this could get?
DEENO: He’s also married and paying a male prostitute, he doesn’t want that shit out in the public.
JAÈSHON WOOD: Don’t call me, I hate when you call me that.
DEENO: Well that’s what you are. Truth hurts!
JAÈSHON WOOD: I fucking hate you, and i can’t wait to get away from you.
While driving Deeno balls his fist up and punches Jaèshon in the face forcing his head into the window. Jaèshon’s head bouncing off the glass and he falls back in the seat, for a second it was a blur but Jaèshon comes back to reality groaning from the pain.
DEENO: Don’t disrespect me.
JAÈSHON WOOD: Fuck you.
DEENO: Ha your funny, just wait until we get back to the spot. Oh by the way your only getting $250 off that gig, maybe next time you’ll watch your mouth.
JAÈSHON WOOD: And that means you’ll get $1150, fuck out of here. That money is fucking mines, ALL OF IT.
DEENO: You must really want me to hurt you, take this $250 and be happy I don’t pistol whip ya ass tonight. When I feel like you deserve more then that then we’ll cross that bridge when we get there but until then this is what i think you deserve so be happy I’m even giving you anything.
Jaèshon lays his head back, forcing himself not to cry, he closes his eyes and takes the pain that he’s feeling from the hit against the window.
I couldn’t believe I ever loved this man, when I first met him he made me feel like he was this different person. He sold me dreams and tricked me into a lifestyle that I was not ready for.
This nigga was Satan in a disguise and I had to get away from him. I didn't know how though, he threaten to expose me to my family and even threaten to harm my family so I needed to figure out a way to get away from him.
But I didn’t know how. I was just stacked but I felt like if I didn’t get away soon then something terrible was going to happen to me.
Flashback End
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The scene opens up inside of Jaèshon’s apartment. Jaèshon is shown in the bathroom staring at his bruises face, he takes a warm rag and wipes the blood from his cheek and watches it fall into the sink and down the drain. He walks over to the door and opens it, his brother Blair walks into the apartment and to his surprise he notices Jaèshon’s face.
BLAIR WOOD: What the fuck happened to your face nigga?
JAÈSHON WOOD: I don’t want to talk about it.
BLAIR WOOD: Well I do nigga, don’t tell me you out here still doing that shit and someone tried to hurt you.
JAÈSHON WOOD: No.
BLAIR WOOD: Then What The fuck happened Jaè? Ya fucking face is bleeding and it’s swelling up, someone put the hands on you and I’m about to go and put my hands on them.
JAÈSHON WOOD: Just let it go Blair.
BLAIR WOOD: You are fucking insane If you think I’m about to let this shit go. What the fuck is going on?
Jaèshon walks over to the couch and takes the blunt he was smoking out of the ashtray. He lights it back up and takes another hit, Blair sits down by Jaèshon and Jaèshon hands Blair the blunt.
JAÈSHON WOOD: It’s Deeno.
BLAIR WOOD: So The nigga that got you involved in all that shit is putting his hands on you. Yo where is this clown at?
JAÈSHON WOOD: He’s dangerous Blair.
BLAIR WOOD: And I’m dangerous too, I don’t know why you acting all scared and shit. Maybe this nigga need to get roughed up so he knows not to fuck with the Wood’s.
JAÈSHON WOOD: He knows people that could possibly harm me, you or anyone else in the family. Like chill, let me handle this.
BLAIR WOOD: Bro you can’t handle it, look at your fucking face.
Before Jaèshon could answer, the front door swings open and Deeno walks in. Jaèshon jumps up off the couch and Blair stands to his feet also.
DEENO: Yo who the fuck is this?
BLAIR WOOD: I’m his fucking brother bitch and your going to stop putting your hands on my brother.
This is what I didn’t want to happen, I didn’t want these two to ever cross paths nor did I want Blair getting involved in my personal business. I just didn’t want anything to happen to him!
But enough was enough and I couldn’t hide these bruises anymore.
DEENO: Ha, listen here little nigga, Jaèshon is my hoe and I’ll do whatever I want to him.
With the blunt still in his mouth, Blair walks up to Deeno standing face to face.
BLAIR WOOD: Don’t disrespect my brother nigga, he might be scared of you but I’m not.
Deeno reaches in his pocket and pulls out a gun forcing it into Blair’s face.
DEENO: I suggest if you don’t want to die then you should probably get the fuck out of my face and out of my house.
BLAIR WOOD: That shit don’t scare me nigga.
JAÈSHON WOOD: Yo Deeno chill, that’s my fucking brother.
DEENO: Well tell your brother if he doesn’t want his brains all over this apartment then I suggest he back the fuck up and stay out of our business.
JAÈSHON WOOD: BLAIR PLEASE!
Blair turns to face Jaèshon but out of nowhere Deeno smacks Blair in the back of the head with the gun forcing him down to the floor. Jaèshon rushes over to Blair kneeling down to check on him but Deeno grabs Jaèshon by the neck and starts to choke him with his arm.
JAÈSHON WOOD: I...can’t….breathe
DEENO: I TOLD YOU NOT TO FUCK WITH ME, YOU AND YOUR FAGGOT ASS BROTHER.
JAÈSHON WOOD: Let…..me…..go
Jaèshon starts to lose conscious but Deeno lets him go. Jaèshon falls to the floor gasping for air, by that time Blair is back to his feet, he rushes to tackle Deeno but Deeno grabs him by the neck also forcing him into a headlock. Blair tried punching at Deeno’s side to get free but Deeno grips harder forcing Blair to his feet.
DEENO: Y’all niggas must want to die tonight.
Blair continues to try and break free but Deeno grips harder Blair all the way to the ground, the punches start to slow down as Blair starts to lose conscious.
DEENO: Time to die.
Deeno squeezes harder and Blair closes his eyes, still trying to break free. Jaèshon reaches for Deeno’s gun that fell to the floor during their scuffle and he aims at Deeno’s chest shooting the gun. The bullet hits Deeno in his top right shoulder knocking him down to the ground and forcing him to release his hold off of Blair.
JAÈSHON WOOD: SHIT! SHIT!
Jaèshon drops the gun and rushes over to Blair checking to see if his brother was okay.
JAÈSHON WOOD: BLAIR, ARE YOU OKAY?
Blair nods his head yes, coughing and gasping for air. Jaèshon looks over at Deeno who is holding onto his shoulder, he groans out in pain while trying to get to his feet.
DEENO: YOU…. FUCKED… UP…. NOW….. NIGGA
JAÈSHON WOOD: JUST LEAVE ME ALONE DEENO.
DEENO: Oh you’ll be left alone nigga, you’ll be six feet under.
Deeno reaches in his pants leg and pulls out another gun. He points it at Jaèshon who starts to back away from Deeno.
JAÈSHON WOOD: You don’t have to do this Deeno.
Deeno slowly gets to his feet forcing Jaèshon into the wall. He puts the gun to Jaèshon’s head and he starts to smile.
DEENO: You and your brother just tried to kill me, after I shoot you, I’ll finish him off and I’ll be long gone nigga and no one will miss you.
JAÈSHON WOOD: FUCKING DO IT!
Deeno laughs as he presses the gun harder into Jaèshon’s skull. Blair slowly makes it to his feet, he reaches for the knife on the counter and forces it into Deeno’s back stabbing him hard. Deeno falls into Jaèshon releasing the gun, Blair catches the gun before it hits the ground, he pulls the knife out of Deeno’s back and forcing it back in stabbing Deeno multiple times.
I couldn’t believe what was going on right now, like it was a real homicide happening in front of my eyes.
But it was self defense, this nigga was trying to kill us.
But I was in panic mode, what if the police showed up, someone had to hear that gunshot and all the commotion going on in my apartment. I didn’t know if my neighbors were home below me or above me.
And I hate that Blair was now involved in this shit, all because of me. But I wasn’t sorry, I didn’t feel pain for this man taking his last breath in front of me. He was trying to kill us and all we could do was defend ourselves.
BLAIR WOOD: Are you okay?
JAÈSHON WOOD: Yes, are you?
BLAIR WOOD: I’m good but I think he’s dead.
JAÈSHON WOOD: What are we going to do Blair?
BLAIR WOOD: I don’t know man, i don’t know. This nigga tried to attack us and if we call the police, we have the bruises to back it up.
JAÈSHON WOOD: I have text proving that this nigga was abusing me, and look at us, we’re fucked up man, the police would have to believe this is self defense.
BLAIR WOOD: Or they might say we did it to ourselves, we have to think this shit through Jaè, if we call the police it could go two ways and that’s either bad or good and I don’t know if I want to take that risk.
JAÈSHON WOOD: SHIT! SHIT! WHY THE FUCK DID HE HAVE TO DO THIS?
BLAIR WOOD: We need to figure something out and quick, I’m sure the police we’ll be knocking on our doors, someone has to hear that shit so we should probably hide his body in the bedroom just in case.
JAÈSHON WOOD: Just turn the living room light off and we can just chill in the back, keep the lights low with the Fokker and if they do pop up and knock they’ll think no one is home if they don’t see any lights or hear any noise.
BLAIR WOOD: Bet That makes sense. I’ll move the body while you clean up out here, and turn them lights out too.
Jaèshon rushes around the apartment turning out all the lights, he grabs a rag and bleach spraying the tile floors and scrubbing them cleaning up the little blood that was spilled. Blair grabs Deeno by his feet trying to drag him into the bedroom but realizes that the blood may cause a trail so he drops his feet back to floor.
BLAIR WOOD: Fuck, we can’t drag him that’s not a good Idea.
JAÈSHON WOOD: I don’t know Blair and I think I hear sirens or I may be paranoid.
BLAIR WOOD: You’re Just nervous nigga because I don’t hear shit. We need to move this nigga but if we calling the police then we should just leave him here, if we move him then they’ll think something is shady about that.
JAÈSHON WOOD: Fuck, I don’t know what to do. Fuck! Fuck!
So many thoughts were rushing through my head, I didn’t know what to do. Part of me wanted to call the police and handle it the right way while the other part of me wanted to ditch his body in the water somewhere or like a dumpster.
Blair’s head wasn’t right because he was involved in this whole thing so we both weren’t in the right mindframe.
I needed to call someone, but who? Who the fuck could I call? Who could I trust that I know wouldn’t rat me out that could possibly help me.
The only person that came to mind was Phoenix.
JAÈSHON WOOD: I’m about to call Phoenix, she’ll know what to do.
BLAIR WOOD: Wait your manager? You don’t even know that chick nigga, what if she calls the police on you.
JAÈSHON WOOD: TRUST ME, I KNOW SHE CAN HELP ME.
Jaèshon reaches for his phone and searches for Phoenix’s name in his contacts, he hits the FaceTime button and connects the call as the scene fades to black.
BLAIR WOOD: What the fuck happened to your face nigga?
JAÈSHON WOOD: I don’t want to talk about it.
BLAIR WOOD: Well I do nigga, don’t tell me you out here still doing that shit and someone tried to hurt you.
JAÈSHON WOOD: No.
BLAIR WOOD: Then What The fuck happened Jaè? Ya fucking face is bleeding and it’s swelling up, someone put the hands on you and I’m about to go and put my hands on them.
JAÈSHON WOOD: Just let it go Blair.
BLAIR WOOD: You are fucking insane If you think I’m about to let this shit go. What the fuck is going on?
Jaèshon walks over to the couch and takes the blunt he was smoking out of the ashtray. He lights it back up and takes another hit, Blair sits down by Jaèshon and Jaèshon hands Blair the blunt.
JAÈSHON WOOD: It’s Deeno.
BLAIR WOOD: So The nigga that got you involved in all that shit is putting his hands on you. Yo where is this clown at?
JAÈSHON WOOD: He’s dangerous Blair.
BLAIR WOOD: And I’m dangerous too, I don’t know why you acting all scared and shit. Maybe this nigga need to get roughed up so he knows not to fuck with the Wood’s.
JAÈSHON WOOD: He knows people that could possibly harm me, you or anyone else in the family. Like chill, let me handle this.
BLAIR WOOD: Bro you can’t handle it, look at your fucking face.
Before Jaèshon could answer, the front door swings open and Deeno walks in. Jaèshon jumps up off the couch and Blair stands to his feet also.
DEENO: Yo who the fuck is this?
BLAIR WOOD: I’m his fucking brother bitch and your going to stop putting your hands on my brother.
This is what I didn’t want to happen, I didn’t want these two to ever cross paths nor did I want Blair getting involved in my personal business. I just didn’t want anything to happen to him!
But enough was enough and I couldn’t hide these bruises anymore.
DEENO: Ha, listen here little nigga, Jaèshon is my hoe and I’ll do whatever I want to him.
With the blunt still in his mouth, Blair walks up to Deeno standing face to face.
BLAIR WOOD: Don’t disrespect my brother nigga, he might be scared of you but I’m not.
Deeno reaches in his pocket and pulls out a gun forcing it into Blair’s face.
DEENO: I suggest if you don’t want to die then you should probably get the fuck out of my face and out of my house.
BLAIR WOOD: That shit don’t scare me nigga.
JAÈSHON WOOD: Yo Deeno chill, that’s my fucking brother.
DEENO: Well tell your brother if he doesn’t want his brains all over this apartment then I suggest he back the fuck up and stay out of our business.
JAÈSHON WOOD: BLAIR PLEASE!
Blair turns to face Jaèshon but out of nowhere Deeno smacks Blair in the back of the head with the gun forcing him down to the floor. Jaèshon rushes over to Blair kneeling down to check on him but Deeno grabs Jaèshon by the neck and starts to choke him with his arm.
JAÈSHON WOOD: I...can’t….breathe
DEENO: I TOLD YOU NOT TO FUCK WITH ME, YOU AND YOUR FAGGOT ASS BROTHER.
JAÈSHON WOOD: Let…..me…..go
Jaèshon starts to lose conscious but Deeno lets him go. Jaèshon falls to the floor gasping for air, by that time Blair is back to his feet, he rushes to tackle Deeno but Deeno grabs him by the neck also forcing him into a headlock. Blair tried punching at Deeno’s side to get free but Deeno grips harder forcing Blair to his feet.
DEENO: Y’all niggas must want to die tonight.
Blair continues to try and break free but Deeno grips harder Blair all the way to the ground, the punches start to slow down as Blair starts to lose conscious.
DEENO: Time to die.
Deeno squeezes harder and Blair closes his eyes, still trying to break free. Jaèshon reaches for Deeno’s gun that fell to the floor during their scuffle and he aims at Deeno’s chest shooting the gun. The bullet hits Deeno in his top right shoulder knocking him down to the ground and forcing him to release his hold off of Blair.
JAÈSHON WOOD: SHIT! SHIT!
Jaèshon drops the gun and rushes over to Blair checking to see if his brother was okay.
JAÈSHON WOOD: BLAIR, ARE YOU OKAY?
Blair nods his head yes, coughing and gasping for air. Jaèshon looks over at Deeno who is holding onto his shoulder, he groans out in pain while trying to get to his feet.
DEENO: YOU…. FUCKED… UP…. NOW….. NIGGA
JAÈSHON WOOD: JUST LEAVE ME ALONE DEENO.
DEENO: Oh you’ll be left alone nigga, you’ll be six feet under.
Deeno reaches in his pants leg and pulls out another gun. He points it at Jaèshon who starts to back away from Deeno.
JAÈSHON WOOD: You don’t have to do this Deeno.
Deeno slowly gets to his feet forcing Jaèshon into the wall. He puts the gun to Jaèshon’s head and he starts to smile.
DEENO: You and your brother just tried to kill me, after I shoot you, I’ll finish him off and I’ll be long gone nigga and no one will miss you.
JAÈSHON WOOD: FUCKING DO IT!
Deeno laughs as he presses the gun harder into Jaèshon’s skull. Blair slowly makes it to his feet, he reaches for the knife on the counter and forces it into Deeno’s back stabbing him hard. Deeno falls into Jaèshon releasing the gun, Blair catches the gun before it hits the ground, he pulls the knife out of Deeno’s back and forcing it back in stabbing Deeno multiple times.
I couldn’t believe what was going on right now, like it was a real homicide happening in front of my eyes.
But it was self defense, this nigga was trying to kill us.
But I was in panic mode, what if the police showed up, someone had to hear that gunshot and all the commotion going on in my apartment. I didn’t know if my neighbors were home below me or above me.
And I hate that Blair was now involved in this shit, all because of me. But I wasn’t sorry, I didn’t feel pain for this man taking his last breath in front of me. He was trying to kill us and all we could do was defend ourselves.
BLAIR WOOD: Are you okay?
JAÈSHON WOOD: Yes, are you?
BLAIR WOOD: I’m good but I think he’s dead.
JAÈSHON WOOD: What are we going to do Blair?
BLAIR WOOD: I don’t know man, i don’t know. This nigga tried to attack us and if we call the police, we have the bruises to back it up.
JAÈSHON WOOD: I have text proving that this nigga was abusing me, and look at us, we’re fucked up man, the police would have to believe this is self defense.
BLAIR WOOD: Or they might say we did it to ourselves, we have to think this shit through Jaè, if we call the police it could go two ways and that’s either bad or good and I don’t know if I want to take that risk.
JAÈSHON WOOD: SHIT! SHIT! WHY THE FUCK DID HE HAVE TO DO THIS?
BLAIR WOOD: We need to figure something out and quick, I’m sure the police we’ll be knocking on our doors, someone has to hear that shit so we should probably hide his body in the bedroom just in case.
JAÈSHON WOOD: Just turn the living room light off and we can just chill in the back, keep the lights low with the Fokker and if they do pop up and knock they’ll think no one is home if they don’t see any lights or hear any noise.
BLAIR WOOD: Bet That makes sense. I’ll move the body while you clean up out here, and turn them lights out too.
Jaèshon rushes around the apartment turning out all the lights, he grabs a rag and bleach spraying the tile floors and scrubbing them cleaning up the little blood that was spilled. Blair grabs Deeno by his feet trying to drag him into the bedroom but realizes that the blood may cause a trail so he drops his feet back to floor.
BLAIR WOOD: Fuck, we can’t drag him that’s not a good Idea.
JAÈSHON WOOD: I don’t know Blair and I think I hear sirens or I may be paranoid.
BLAIR WOOD: You’re Just nervous nigga because I don’t hear shit. We need to move this nigga but if we calling the police then we should just leave him here, if we move him then they’ll think something is shady about that.
JAÈSHON WOOD: Fuck, I don’t know what to do. Fuck! Fuck!
So many thoughts were rushing through my head, I didn’t know what to do. Part of me wanted to call the police and handle it the right way while the other part of me wanted to ditch his body in the water somewhere or like a dumpster.
Blair’s head wasn’t right because he was involved in this whole thing so we both weren’t in the right mindframe.
I needed to call someone, but who? Who the fuck could I call? Who could I trust that I know wouldn’t rat me out that could possibly help me.
The only person that came to mind was Phoenix.
JAÈSHON WOOD: I’m about to call Phoenix, she’ll know what to do.
BLAIR WOOD: Wait your manager? You don’t even know that chick nigga, what if she calls the police on you.
JAÈSHON WOOD: TRUST ME, I KNOW SHE CAN HELP ME.
Jaèshon reaches for his phone and searches for Phoenix’s name in his contacts, he hits the FaceTime button and connects the call as the scene fades to black.
TO BE CONTINUED….