In 2013 I lived on the second floor and this white couple above us stay throwing hands. All in the courtyard.
One night I was coming home from work and this police pulled me over because my license plate light was out right by the crib.
So I’m going back home and he still behind me so Im like what the fuck.
Dude parks next to me in my apartment, so I’m hella nervous so i take my pocket knife out my bag and put it in my pocket.
So I get out and he sits there. I’m walking up to my door and I hear fighting above me from the white couple.
So 5 minutes later police knock at my door and I hear them above me too. It’s the same police and another black dude so I tell my wife answer it while I sit on the sofa with my gun behind me because I’m nervous at this point.
They ask us about the couple above us, I told them they fight all the time and y’all need to do something because kids around the complex be seeing them. He said yea. This ain’t the first time we was here.
Shit had me on edge because I didn’t know what the fuck was going on with the police following me but I was ready that night to protect mine.