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Justifiable Homicide Justified Our Love
Kade & Kia 4 Life
That night, something clicked inside of me. Like turning on a light switch. I went from always being afraid of who might burst into my basement room.
The Police, the Landlord, a Jacker, or a Dope Fiend. Such is the life of a 14-year-old trapped inside a Trap House.
After seeing what he was doing to Kia, my fear transformed into rage. Never again was I afraid of any nigga breathing. I speak to my reflection in the third person.
“I’m gonna kill that motherfucker.”
I possess the tools to kill a grown man. As a 6 foot 3, 180-pound man child. Even as a teenager, I’m the hope of our small town to lead our basketball team to a State Championship.
However, tonight my mind fills with revenge, a murderous rage that a killing can only satisfy. Basketball and a State Championship be damned.
I enter through the always unlocked back door to Charles’s apartment. I find Kia at the kitchen table, nursing her busted lip and weeping.
When our eyes meet, I give her the Sh sign. The fear in her eyes causes tears to fill mine.
I hold the Heater as if my life depends on the grip. Coming to ghost the ghoul that is no longer worthy to breathe the air reserved for the…
