The police pulled Fisher out of the car, but before he got out, he looked at me and said “baby, don’t open this door for nobody, but your mom”. The police walked up to the car and I locked the door and started crying. They begged me to open the door, but I couldn’t disobey Fisher .They even said they would put me in juve if I didn’t open the door. They yelled and yelled for me to unlock the door, but I told myself I had to have Fisher’s back. They finally got in touch with my mom and she pulled up to the scene crying. I jumped out of the truck, running to her and she put me in her car. I remember hearing one of the police officers saying to his partner “leave that child alone”. He didn’t even know that that child had what they wanted. The drugs were in my backpack.
Fisher started to get high off his own supply and I fucking hate the day he started. One day, I found a white plate with gold trimming with a card and cocaine under the coffee table. I took it to my mom and she said “the next time you find this, let me know”. So, I looked and looked until I found it again, but this time it had blood on it. I took it to my mom, and ever since then, Fisher has been “at the store”. I always tell myself if I could have just shut the hell up, Fisher, the only real dad I knew, would’ve still been there.
Right now, Fisher still roams the streets of his hood, and I kinda feel like it’s my fault. I abandoned him. It still hurts to this day when I see him. I don’t even see him as the street-walking druggie others see him as at first glance. I see him as the same man he was when I was coming up, the man who had our backs… but, I didn’t have his. It’s crazy how although he did that (his drug addiction) to himself and to his fam, I still feel like I abandoned him.
I also wonder if any of this would’ve ever happened had my biological dad, Franklin, been around like he was supposed to?
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Girl!!! If someone handed me this script and told me it was fiction, I would have believed it. I can’t believe this is something you went through! Did y’all ever talk again? About the pregnancy?
I was crying with a bald up face once I made it to page 3! Them dam officers ain’t never been shit! They always did everything but protect and serve! U are so strong baby girl. U rock! Hell I admire u. I’m proud that God allowed u to face your fear n part ways with it! Abandonment was your fear! It’s clear to see that u now love Icis! That means all that you endured from your past is helping build who u are now! You are smart you are beautiful you are unique very creative and not to mention talentive! Now that u have been through to get too honey u better keep climbing the mountain of success. U can only move up from here! It’s ok not to forget your past… But it’s a weight lifted when you move on from it.. Love ya #Heavy