The sound of him crashing through the closet door didn’t pay homage to the force of Lamont’s blow across his face. Lamont’s knuckles had collided with Jo-Jo’s eye; sending him flying off of his feet. He’d fallen against the oak doors, and it had come crashing down behind him. Now Jo-Jo lay on top of it dazed by the happening that had just occurred. He looked up at Lamont who was standing over him. He was enraged and yelling at the top of his lungs. The Baritone of his voice echoed through the rafters of the loft that they shared together. He stepped forward and Jo-Jo pulled back. Nervousness had replaced his normal secure sensibility.
Lamont was still yelling that fact that he had done something wrong had not even entered his mind. He was unaware of Jo-Jo’s pain, and in the midst of his rage he didn’t seem to care. What he was angry about seemed more important, than his assault. But JO-Jo could no longer hear the words that were coming out of his mouth. Although Lamont’s lips were moving and he made grand gestures with his hands; there didn’t seem to be any sounds omitting from his voice box. Jo-JO stared into his face and somehow the man he loved seemed to have dissolved right before his very eyes.
Jo-Jo quickly pulled himself to his feet. Rage was coursing through his veins like a river through the middle of a forest; steady and with dodilligence. Lamont was still talking but he didn’t care to hear what he had to say. He turned around slowly and made his way to the back of the closet. He had to get away from Lamont. But Lamont followed Jo-Jo through the closet into the bathroom.
“Where the fuck do you think your going?” He screamed. “I am talking to you.”
“Please Lamont you might want to give me a minute right now!”
Jo-Jo was standing at the bathroom sink examining his swelling eye in the mirror. He could see Lamont advancing on him in the mirror. He spun around quickly and threw his hand in the air.
“Stand down Lamont!” He hollered, but before he had a chance to react Lamont had thrown another hard right at him. It landed across Jo-Jo’s left jaw, but this time it didn’t knock him off his feet. He had braced himself for the blow, and he quickly reacted this time. He came up with his left hand cocked and landed a heavy blow to Laments right side. Lamont fell back against the wall. Unlike Jo-JO he had not been prepared, and his retaliation had taken Lamont of his center. A small growl erupted from Lamont's lips and he came at Jo-Jo with all his rage. Jo-Jo felt his attack was eminent so he was posed for a fight.
Lamont swung with his left fist and Jo-Jo weaved out of his way. He hit Lamont hard in the rib cage, and then popped him again across the face. Lamont doubled over from the pain. Jo-Jo pushed pass him toward the bedroom. It was time for him to leave. Jo-JO knew better than to stay in situations that had heightened hostility. He needed to remove himself from the situation before it escalated out of control. He at least had learned that much in the academy. He snatched his coat off the bed, and rounded the corner to into the hall way. Halfway down the stairs he felt something hard strike him in the back. He fell to his knees and tumbled the rest of the way down the stairs. Suddenly there was a sharp pain to his left side. Through clenched eyes he could see Lamont, standing over him. JO-Jo could only assume that Lamont was kicking him in the side.
Lamont raised his foot to stomp Jo-JO in the stomach, but Jo-Jo chopped him in the knee with the side of his hand, Lamont fell backwards and tumbled down the steps. He heard Lamont scream, and then the sound of the wind being knocked out of him. Jo-Jo pulled himself to his knees, He looked over the banister. He could see Lamont lying at the foot of the stair case.
“Lamont, are you ok?” He screamed to him but there was no answer.
“Officer….Officer Jones,”
Jo-Jo looked up at the man in uniform staring down at him.
“I am sorry, I didn’t understand.”
“Are you sure that this is everything that happened?”
“Yes exactly the way that it happened.”
“And are you sure that you haven’t left any of the details out of your statement?”
“Yes, I am sure.” Jo-Jo answered the officer asked him again.
“Ok…my sergeant says that you can go for, now.”
“Thanks.”
“Are you okay to go back to your home?”
Jo-Jo looked up at the officer and with as much fight as he could he tried to hold back the tears swelling in his eyes.
“You did say that he died on the way to the hospital didn’t you?”
“Yes sir.”
“Then I don’t think I have anything to worry about then yo.”
To Be Continued….
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