“Who is this?”
“This is Department of Family and Children Services.”
“What is this about?”
“We have your daughter with us along with her other siblings and we need you to come and pick them up.”
“Aight, where is their mother? I’m not responsible for the other kids. Only my daughter.”
“We will let someone talk to you about that when you get here, sir.”
“Yeah, I’ll be there in a few.”
I got dressed and made the drive to the shit hole of a place that has been known to tear families apart in the hood. They had the kids in a room with a television and some food. My daughter jumped up and ran towards me as soon as she saw me. I picked her up and looked at the rest of the children. The oldest one looked at me with sadness in her eyes, but I didn’t give a fuck.
“Can we speak outside the room?” A blonde woman approached me. I put my daughter down and closed the door behind us. “Alexus was found dead in her bed this morning. Your daughter is the one that found her, and the oldest daughter was the one that called the police.”
“Did they say what happened?”
“I’m not sure. You’ll have to talk to the police department about that.”
“Thank you.”
“Will you be taking all four of the children?”
“No, I’ll just be taking mine. You’ll have to contact the other fathers.”
“Two of them are incarcerated.”
“Don’t take this the wrong way but I can only take what belongs to me. She has family that can come and get them. Just don’t let them go in the system. If no one comes to get them, then I’ll be back to get them.”
I opened the door and grabbed my baby so I could leave. It was a cold thing to do knowing that I took their mother’s life, but I didn’t give a fuck about her. She got was coming to her. I wasn’t one of them weak ass niggas she used to beat up on. Before I could get out the door the police were pulling up.
“Put your hands behind your back.”
“What the fuck you talkin’ ‘bout? I got my daughter in my hands.”
“Hands behind your back or we’ll shoot.”
“Y’all dirty muthafuckas would shoot me with my daughter in my arms?” I put her down slowly and lifted my hands so they could see I wasn’t trying to resist. “What is this ‘bout? Can I call someone to get my baby?”
“You’re under arrest for the murder of Alexus Samuel.”
“Ineed him the fuck outta there,” I dropped the bag on the desk of my lawyer.
“I’ll go see what kind of evidence they have.”
“Nigga ain’t no fuckin’ evidence. You know how the fuck we move; we don’t leave shit behind or undone. Find out who the fuck seen him and let me know.”
I slammed the door on my way out of my lawyer’s office. My damn world was crumbling right before my eyes. My mama was murdered, my wife wasn’t fucking with me, and my brother was locked up for killing Lexus ass finally. I know how he moves so I know he didn’t leave shit behind that would incriminate him. Someone saw his ass and I just needed to find out who it was so I can take care of it.
Blessyn and I hadn’t talked in two days, and it was time for me to at least go and check on her. I gave her all the space she needed to think this shit through. All that divorce talk she was talking wasn’t happening. I wasn’t signing shit until I was able to explain myself. After I parked, I walked to the door and noticed the locks had been changed. I pulled my phone out to call her phone.
“Aye come answer this damn door. Why the fuck you got the locks changed?” I yelled into the phone.
“Because this is my house and I don’t want you here.”
“Come open the fuckin’ door, man.”
