I honestly dont know what do to anymore once again. I found out some terrible news last night about my mother and i never would have thought she would put up with that considering she always tells me to "never let a guy hit you." Last night Mike Blackwood assulted my mother, my mom, the one person i couldnt live without no matter how many fights we get into. I swear to god if i wasnt the only person in the house, i would have kicked his ass right then and there. I hope he feels like shit, complete shit. That son-a-bitch hit my mother and he deserves everything he gets, which should be nothing. I hope we leave, i hope my brother beats the shit out of him. I wanted to go in his room last night and scream at him so bad. Take my baseball bat to him honestly. Maybe i shouldve just called my dad and let hm handle everything and then i would really know that he got something he would actually deserve. The bruse this morning was huge on her; considering she didnt even get home when i was awake. I stayed up so long just waiting for the front door to open. I called her so many times, texts to many times. I finally got a text back at 11:30ish saying she was driving around the neighborhood. He did that shit on purpose when my brother turned last night. That fuckin girl couldnt even do it with him looking. I really wish i was there when this happen, i would flipped out. I wish he would hit me back, his ass would be dead in the next 12 hours. My brother called me around 9ish telling me what all happen and he was begging me not to go up to that little shit and scream in his face. He said that it would take him to long to get there in time because i was home alone with him. Anthony Lane "if i was all jacked up on mountain dew and shit, i woulda gone buck wild ninja on that bitch."
