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Victoria

My heart sank when I saw the remnants of what used to be the man I loved laying in my son's hallway. I was still trapped outside of the house. I had been banging on the door and yelling for them to let me in but as soon as Daddy bashed Teddy's head in with the metal baseball bat, I went silent. I didn't know what to say when I saw his brain matter all over the ground and I no longer wanted to come in the house. How am I supposed to look at the man I love with his head bashed in and his brain matter all of my Dad and his two sons?

I know Teddy's rubbed a lot of people the wrong way in the past, me being one of those people, but he didn't deserve to die at the hands of his sons and my father. He came over here peacefully and trying to work things out with T3, for the sake of their relationship. Teddy might have been a lot of things but he actually cared about T3. He might not have showed it correctly but he did love both of his sons and wasn't expecting anything like this to happen. He was actually trying to make things better by coming over here, but just seeing what they did to my Teddy, made me bust in there my damn self.

I grabbed the door knobs and used all of my body weight to jerk them back and forth so I could open the door. Tears streamed down my face as I angrily pulled on the door but just watching the three of them stand around in there leisurely talking and laughing as if Teddy wasn't dead was killing me on the inside. All I wanted was to be close to what's left of Teddy since I didn't even get to say good bye to him.

The doors were shaking and creaking and I could hear the glass rattling around in them, so I knew I was doing something. I didn't want to destroy Theodore's house but since he wanted to do something crazy and kill his father, then I'm gonna fuck up his house. It's the least I can do before I get my hands on him since I know he conspired this plan against his father since he always wants to be the victim.

Instead of pulling on the door knobs, I took off one of my Louboutin heels and used the heel part to try to break the glass on the door. I repeatedly slammed my heel against the thick glass, creating small dents in it but that didn't even make them look my way. They knew I was out here and they knew I'd try to get in here to see him but it's like they didn't even care. They didn't care about me being out here. They didn't care about killing their father. And they damn sure didn't care about his disfigured body laying beneath them and I blame that all on Daddy.

I didn't raise my children to be so heartless about death, that's him. He took Theodore under his wig at a vulnerable part in his life, which in turn, led him to become desensitized to killing people just like Daddy. Daddy's turning them into monster's just like him. Now I see why Mama never liked him in the streets, because it's like he's a totally different person. He's lost his mind killing Teddy because their issues were never that deep.

I banged my heel harder into the glass, finally creating a small hole the size of the heel. It wasn't big enough for me to reach inside and unlock the door but it was just big enough for the glass to become weak. I dropped my heel on the ground and took a deep breath as I looked at the small hole in the glass door. My hand balled into a fist and I slammed my fist into the weak glass door, sending glass shattering all over the place and even into my bloody hand but I didn't care. I had to get in here.

I had glass sticking out of my hand and even blood running down my hands but I reached my hand inside of the house and unlocked the door so I could come inside and whoop somebody's ass. The door unlocked and before I walked into the house, I made sure to pick up a piece of glass to defend myself since all three of them have lost their minds.

"Man, look what the fuck you did to my door!" Theodore yelled at me as soon as I stepped into his house. "And you getting blood all over my fucking floors!"

I ran up to him and pushed him against the wall. "Fuck you and these cheap ass floors! Look at what you did to Teddy!" I cried. I could even bear looking at Teddy's body, nor could I look Theodore in the eyes. I know he's mad about the fight he just got into with his Dad and for how Teddy treated him growing up but that's no reason to kill your father. I couldn't even look him in the face because it's like I don't even know him anymore. He's become a different person since he got involved with my Dad, and I don't like this new him. "Look what you did to your father!"

I looked down at Daddy's hands as he snatched me away from Theodore. "You're acting like he didn't deserve the shit though Victoria! Look at how he fucked you and your kids over, in Sincere's last days he didn't respect her even though she gave him a place to stay so he'd be off of the streets and I've given him chance after chance. You don't know how many times he's come to my house disrespecting me, disrespecting you, disrespecting out entire family and I put it aside because that was your husband but this should've been done years ago."

"Daddy, he didn't deserve this though! It's just Teddy, he doesn't even mean half the shit he talks, so how could you even take anything he says seriously?"

"He doesn't mean shit to me Victoria, he never did. So, when he disrespected me, his days here were numbered anyways. I was just waiting on the perfect time to get rid of his ass."

I scrunched up my face, confused about how bad their relationship had gotten. I knew they never saw eye to eye but I didn't think their issues were that bad to kill one another over. They really haven't even talked in years, so I don't know why they'd wait until now to actually do something to him.

My fingers gripped on to the piece of glass in my hand tighter as I looked at my Dad, a man who I used to admire and look up to. Now, he didn't mean shit to me. He was just a regular nigga to me. "I really, whole heartedly, hate who you've become. Mama would be so disappointed that you introduced the boys to this and let them partake in killing their own father. I know you never cared for Teddy, but to kill him is just taking it too far because he never thought about you like that. He never talked to me about you because he didn't give a damn about you."

Daddy shrugged his shoulders. "Alright, that's good for him but the nigga is dead Victoria. Get over it and him. Now you can move on to bigger and better."

I scrunched up my face. "Bigger and better? How could you say that to me when you know how much I loved him? I loved him just as much as you loved Mama. I would've thought after she was taken from you, that you'd be a little more understanding to people's relationships but it's like you got worse after she died. I see why she barely let you out of the house. You're a fucking monster! You can't control yourself and I feel bad for Mama for ever being with you because she deserved so much better than your lying, crack head, woman beating ass. She should've left you when she had the chance because maybe she'd be here right now and you'd be the one dead," I cried as tears burned down my cheeks.

These weren't tears of sadness, they were tears of anger and frustration. I was angry about what happened to Teddy because of my Dad's crack headed ways. It's like he's still got that shit in his system because he's forever acting like a crack head. And I was frustrated because I really wanted to use this piece of glass in my hand and just shove it in his throat so he can feel the same type of pain I'm feeling for Teddy's death, but what would killing him bring me? It wouldn't be joy. I'd still be sad because my father is gone. But is Daddy being gone such a bad thing?

Without even giving it a second thought, I shoved the piece of glass into his throat and watched as his eyes widened and how blood squirted out of his neck. "You stup--stupid bitch," he gurgled as he started choking on his own blood.

"Grandpa!"

Isaiah and Theodore were yelling behind me and eventually pushed me out of the way as Daddy collapsed on the ground but they couldn't do shit about him dying now. The two of them are too spineless to do anything on their own, so who are they going to turn to now that this fucking monster is dead?

They stood over his body and watched his old ass suffer, just like how he used to make his victims suffer. I wanted to watch him die. I wanted to watch for Teddy's death, so I walked over to him and stood beside the boys as he began foaming at the mouth and coughing up blood. "Karma's a bitch, isn't it?" I snickered as I watched him die a slow, painful, well deserved death for all the shit he's put me, my brothers, Mama, our children, and anybody else he's come in contact through. He's the root cause of all the shit that's gone down in this family. It's been him from the jump!

I wanted him to hurt as much as me but I wanted him to suffer and die the way he should, so I kicked him in the sides. I just started kicking him and kicking him and kicking him until he finally died in the middle of the hallway. My heart was throbbing and I was emotionally drained at this point. Killing him didn't make me feel better, it only made me get revenge for him killing Teddy. But I didn't feel any better. In fact, I felt worse.

I felt like my whole life came crumbling down when I shoved the glass in his neck. I felt like another piece of my life was taken away from me because of my actions. I felt horrible. I felt useless. I felt like a piece of shit because I just did the exact same thing my little brother did when he killed Mama. I felt like the worst child in the world, but was I? Or was I just trying to protect myself? Because, if they can do this to their own father, then they damn sure won't mind doing it to me.

I knew I had to get out of here before these monster's tried getting me, so I took off running towards the front door but one of them grabbed me by the hair and pulled me down on the ground. The back of my head slammed slammed up against the hard wood floors and I could feel blood seeping out of my head. But that wasn't even the worst part. The worst part was my vision was blurry and I was fading in and out of consciousness. I could barely make out voices or faces but I knew the difference between Isaiah and Theodore.

I could tell who was who, and I knew Isaiah was the one that pulled me on the ground. It figures he's tackle me since his mother raised him to disrespect me so much. I'll admit, I wasn't the nicest person to him when he was younger but I grew to appreciate his presence as he got older though. I had to learn. The both of us had to learn, grow, and accept the situation we were dealt with because we weren't able to change it, so we started talking. We talked almost everyday about useless things. Hell, he called me more than my own son does so I was closer to him than Theodore. I knew him more than I knew my own son. So, it was surprising to see him tackle me the way he did.

"You need to handle this," Isaiah's muffled voice spoke over me as he held my hands over my head but it's not like I'm going anywhere. I'm too dizzy and out of it to even be able to pull myself up. I'd fall over trying to stand up straight, so I just laid there with my hands above my head and prayed to God that these monsters wouldn't kill me. "Do it now!"

"I can't!" Theodore protested.

Isaiah sucked his teeth. "Fine, then I'll do it. Hand me the bat."

"N-No, I'll do it," Theodore stammered making me cry even harder.

I know Theodore and I hit a rough patch when he was in his teens but I thought we bounced back from that. I thought the two of us got to a better place where we didn't feel the need to kill each other. But I don't think our issues were ever this deep either, not deep enough to kill me over. I've been nothing but good to him the past few years so I don't know why he's doing this. I don't know why he's acting like my father.

Theodore replaced Isaiah's position on top of me with the baseball bat in his hands. "I fuckin' hate you Victoria. You fucked me over in high school and you've fucked me over in adulthood too. You got back with that nigga when I warned you against it! I told you to stop fucking with him because you were gonna get caught up and here's to you getting caught up," he said as he grabbed the bat and pressed it against my neck.

I gasped for air and even tried moving my limp arms to fight him off of me but Isaiah held me down and I was too weak to do anything anyways. I was trying to kick him in the back with my legs but it didn't feel like I was doing anything. It felt like I was just laying there, looking my son in the eyes as he took every last bit of air out of my body and it looked like he was enjoying it too. He had that same demented look on his face that Daddy would have whenever he'd kill somebody. It's like something took over them, turning them into completely different people when they were doing stuff like this and I didn't like it.

"T-Theo..." I was trying my hardest to get his name out but I couldn't breath.

"Kill this bitch!" Isaiah demanded.

It's like he liked watching me slowly die because he had a smile on his face the harder he pressed the bat into my neck. I was already going in and out but now I was seeing black spots everywhere. Theodore's face was fading in and out of darkness the more oxygen I lost and I didn't like this feeling. Was this what it felt like to die? Is this how Teddy felt before he died or did he not get this feeling since they snuck him like a couple of bitches?

"This is the police!" I heard a male's voice yell. "Let her go, now!"

I could feel my body shaking the longer Theodore held the bat against my neck. It's like he completely disregarded what the police had told him because he kept pressing the bat against my neck. I guess he knew he was going down for life for all the shit he's done, so why not just kill off his last victim? He was pressing the bat into my neck harder and harder as my eye lids got heavy and my lungs started to burn from lack of oxygen.

"We said let her go!"

"Fuck y'all niggas!" Theodore yelled just before I heard a gun go off.

His body collapsed on to of my body and I could feel something on my shoulder but I couldn't see anything. I think I was fading away because I couldn't open up my eyes but I could hear what was going on around me and it didn't sound too pretty.

"Mr. Reed, please stay down!" An officer yelled.

"Stay down!"

"Stay the fuck down!"

I could hear guns going off but I didn't know if anybody was hit yet. I could hear bodies dropping around me but I had a feeling Theodore wasn't one of those targets. I had a bad feeling he was still alive.

"Get on the fucking ground Mr. Reed!"

"Why!? So y'all niggas can kill me too!?" Theodore yelled before I heard light footsteps running down the steps. "W-Wait! It's my daughter, don't shoot!"

"Daddy! Is everything okay? Dad--" Princess yelled as she ran down the steps but she was cut short by the sound of guns ringing through the house.

"PRINCESS!"

Was the last thing I heard Theodore yell before I completely lost consciousness.

Was I dead yet?

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