My Maternal Grandma Tried To Get My Dad to F🤬 Her part 2.

A little background about myself. I am from a large city here in Central Illinois and would be considered the middle child of 7 children. My other siblings were into hip hop & other stereotypical things related to Black Americans. As for me, I went a different route. My hobbies were skateboarding, drawing, reading Japanese Comic Books (Manga), underground punk rock, & mainstream pop punk rock. Most of my friends were White Skater dudes and I was often teased by fellow Black students for acting “White.” I tried my hand at asking a few gals out lol my type were gals with a dark complexion but was often rejected because I wasn’t “Black” enough or they weren’t into “light skinned” guys. Until I met a beautiful blonde haired blue eyed girl we will call Betty and the many White women who loved me for being my 100% authentic self. Betty is the reason I still have a thing for women with long Blonde hair & blue eyes.

So it’s the year 2008 and on the Ides of March (March 15th) my oldest brother Harold Jr. was murdered by his “friends.” I often compared his fate to that of Julius Caeser whom also was brutally murdered on the Ides of March. Being a natural lone wolf, I began to isolate myself even more. I skipped class, missed a bunch of days of school, avoided friends, and avoided Elizabeth “Betty.” My parents & other siblings were also an emotional mess. No parent should have to bury their children; we should be burying our parents.

Fast Forward to Early August 2008 We threw Harold jr. a birthday party to celebrate his 19th. Dad barbecued some Nathan’s quarter pound beef franks, beef spareribs, beef brats & chicken wings. Mom made potato salad, baked beans, & macaroni & cheese.

Guests who came to the party were: Maternal Grandmother Sandy

Sandy’s boyfriend a man named Wayne.

My mom’s younger sister named Lea & her children.

& My mom’s other sister Jenny.

The party was going well at first. Everyone was eating, talking, & having a good time while The Delfonics played in the background from our living room sound system. Everything was going great until certain family members began to drink. & this is when all hell broke loose…. All of a sudden my grandma Sandy got really quiet & excused herself to sit outside on the sidewalk across the street. Her boyfriend Wayne followed. Not even five minutes later we heard yelling, & cursing coming from outside. My dad looked out of the living room window & saw my grandma & Wayne arguing. Dad & I both went outside to try to de-escalate the situation but failed. Sandy began throwing punches at Wayne and dad tried to break both of them up. Mom & Aunt Lea rushed outside to further assist my dad. That’s when grandma Sandy began to yell & curse at my mom & dad. While this was going on, Wayne told me that he was done with my grandma and leaving the party. Wayne then slammed his car door shut & sped off. Grandma began sobbing as she yelled at my mother from keeping us (grandchildren) away from her. Yes my mom kept us away from her because grandma was not only a loose woman but a drug addict as well. My mom calmly countered grandma’s attempts to gaslight & throw insults. Then grandma yelled,”That’s why me and Harold f🤬ed while you and my first grandson were out running errands back in the day. Dad began to yell,”B🤬 we never had sex.” “You begged me to f🤬 you and break things off with Sarah but I declined.” Mom went inside and told everyone it was time to go. Other guests who arrived later began to leave while dad & Sandy were out front having a screaming a match. Dad eventually walked away & grandma began with the water works again. My other siblings volunteered to get the house cleaned up and food put away. Meanwhile mom, dad, & I gave grandma a ride home. I sat in the back with grandma and put my right arm around her. She laid her head on my shoulder & began to quietly sob. The ride was quiet at first but grandma & mom got into another screaming match. We dropped her off within 15 mins and returned home. Dad then told mom the story of when grandma tried to get him to f🤬 her. Mom didn’t know what to believe since my dad had a reputation of being a stone cold Tyrone and grandma being a loose woman back in the day. Dad often bragged about banging cougars in 1980’s Northern IL banging older women when he moved to Central IL to all of us (me and my brothers). & gave us the advice to pump & dump. But promised my mom that nothing happened between he & grandma. Mom was upset about how grandma ruined the party plus not knowing who to believe for 2 weeks post event. She eventually decided to believe my dad & go no contact with grandma.

The End…