Listen up I got story to tell
So, I met this young lady 1 month before the incident in the video took place. I remember it was the day after 4/20 and my job had a Saturday hiring event for a summer program we needed a bunch of people for. I remember being mad I had to be there and being high from the night b4
I work in HR so after interviews took place I was the guy that would help the selected candidates with their on-boarding paperwork. I helped her, we flirted, hit it off, I asked her out. I took her to the drive in movies for our first date.
On this date, she told me how her and her family were staying at her aunt house because their kitchen had caught fire and burned down their house. She didn’t offer any additional details. A slight 🚩 but I’m adventurous so I said fuck it, let’s see where this goes.
The date goes well, we keep kicking it. She eventually invites me to a kick back / game night with her friends. This is where I believe I first fucked up. I’m a good date. I brought a bottle of henny black and I kill shit in taboo. I play to win. Her friends was feeling me.
A couple days after the kickback with her friends, she slid through on the late night tip and gave up the drawls. Good sex, we both enjoyed it. Another mistake by me.
At this point in my life, I was out here. I had recently gotten out of a relationship and I was slinging peen with a point to prove. I knew what I was doing and did it anyways. That was on me. I have to hold myself accountable for that.
Now, this is where things started getting dicey. I invite her back through some time later to Netflix & chill. I remember a new season of dear white people had recently dropped so we were going to watch it. She come through, soon as hit the door she told me she was rolling.
I don’t mind, I’ve done my share of drugs, I think nothing of it. Another mistake on my end. We watching the show and out of nowhere she start asking me why I have 2 phones. Not the first time she asked this.
I tell her the same thing I told her every other times she asked, “I’m trying to be a realtor. They told me I need a local number in order to be taken seriously. I don’t want to give up my Buffalo area code ( my hometown) so I got another phone strictly for real estate purposes.”
She wasn’t hearing it. She start pressing me saying I’m lying. Talking about she know I’m fucking with other bitches, trying to play her etc. Now this is where I believe I made my ultimate fuck up. I believe honesty is the best policy 90% of the time and this wasn’t a 10% time.
I told her and I quote “yo, you know we just met right? I’m dating but it’s nothing serious with anybody right now. Stop pressing me about this like we go together or something.” 🤦🏾♂️
She was kool in the moment but in retrospect, her whole energy shifted after that.
We continue watching Netflix and I eventually make a move to try and slide again. She start “play fighting” me, or so I thought. Again, hindsight is 20/20. I was with it tho, I’m copping feels as we wrestle around it’s all Gucci. Then she start hitting me in my head and face.
I sto, look at her and say “relax. I don’t play like that. Don’t hit me in the face, throat, eyes or shin. You keep hitting me there ima get mad” We continue. She does it again. I tell her again, relax for said reasons. She does it again.
This time I hold her down and say for the last time, “RELAX! You playing too much.” This bitch starts SCREAMING. Screaming screaming.
I get up and say very simply “aight. You gotta go. You bugging.” This time she looks me in my eye balls and says “No.” and now we looking at each other like
I’m like what you mean no? She says she ain’t leaving. Now at this point I figure I have two options, I can either A) physically throw her out but I truly believed in my heart she would brick my shit (either my house, car or both) or b) call the police.
I’m black so I didn’t feel like B was really an option. So I went with option C try to talk it out... long story short.. that shit ain’t work.
We argued, she didn’t leave. After going back and forth for deadass like a hour, I decided option A is now my only option. Ima have to Jazzy Jeff this bitch.
Soon as I grab her she start with the hysterical screaming again. Now I live in an area that was knee deep in midst of a gentrification process. White people jog in my neighborhood in the morning which it now was after everything her and I went through that night.
I just knew soon as they hear her screaming somebody’s calling the police and if they show up & see us wrestling it’ll go bad for me. So I straight up ask ol girl “why won’t you just leave?” Again, she looks me dead in my eye balls and says “because I like you.” I was speechless.
She then continues “you’re going to have to call the police” and I’m just like
I tell her I’m not. We continue arguing. I guess she got tired of it and starts fucking up shit in my house. Flips tables, knocks over my mail stand and then grabs a bottle of liquor I had on the stand and smashes my tv then leaves. I then start recording and you see the rest. 
Hopefully that explains why I was so adamant I didn’t want any smoke. Between the screaming in my gentrificated neighborhood, the fear of her bricking something (evidenced by her grabbing the paint can), the Tv and the crazy shit she said. I was deadass worried.
Real quick since people keep asking why I came out the house... I already thought she was going to try to break something then she grabbed a paint can off my porch. I was right. She tried to throw it at my car from hers. Thats what I grabbed in the street before she rammed my car
So this blew up. I ain’t really got anything to promote frfr but here’s a artist from my hometown I like. Fuck with my boy.
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