Well JY I'm currently at a bus stop in Pampa, Texas. I live in Wheeler and some shit has run amuck and I think I'm running from the law more or less.

It all goes back to about two days ago. I'm 24, soon to be 25 and there was this girl (sister of a friend) that was interested in me romantically. She was cute and always seemed pretty cool for the most part so when she asked if I wanted to hang out sunday before last, I said sure. She was babysitting for some friends who went to a super bowl party.

I came over and we were actually watching the game for a while. She went to the bathroom and came back but just jumped up right next to me on the couch. Next thing I knew crazy bitch was biting my earlobe and needless to say I was encouraging her to continue. Eventually we go up to the master bedroom in this house I've never been at before and yeah I fuck the shit out of her. Girl had some stamina.

Anyway, to get to the point, I guess she was only 15, I was unaware. Even worse she has a big mouth and told her older sister (my friend) what we did. Then she goes and tells their parents.

Two days later her father shows up at my house, not sure how he got the address, demanding to know if I "defiled" his precious angel. I totally denied everything but the next day her older sister texts me saying, "u need to go to the police and turn urself in, cuz they will come n git u neway"

So I got my shit packing, figured using my car wouldn't be too smart since all they have to do is access the DMV database and know what kind of car to look for. Right when I assumed I was done packing I saw a police car drive up. I was a criminal justice major I figure, "1 unit, not considering it a high risk warrant so the back isn't covered", in short I took off out the back door and walked to downtown. I don't live that far away.

I didn't know where to go but I figured heading west towards a more populated area would be smart. Lots of volume in the police, very low chance of getting noticed in a crowd. So I went to the downtown Citibank and withdrew all my money out of my account and whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said "FRESH" and it had dice in the mirror, if anything I could say that this cab was rare, but I thought nah forget it yo homes to Bel-Air.
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cabby, "yo homes smell you later" looked at my kingdom I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of bel-air.