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nothing to him. Black Ice punched her again and again until Rachel fell to the floor.
    She curled up into a ball, covering herself.
    Michael Jr. watched as his father repeatedly kicked his mother on the floor over and over again. Tears rolled down his little face. He cried for the beating his mother was getting.
    Michael cried out as his father bent down to stop hurting his mother. But his father just bent down and continued to punch Rachel in the head.
    Michael couldn’t understand why his father hit his mother and beat her to bad that it left marks on her body. It always left his mother crying for days. She would even cry on days that she didn’t get beat by him.
    Michael knew why thought. He knew that his mother would be thinking the same thing that he did. Why did his father always hit her? He hollered at his father, “Daddy, daddy, stop!” Michael couldn’t let him continue to hit his mother. He knew that he couldn’t stop his father, but that wouldn’t stop him from trying to help her. Michael ran toward his father in hopes of biting him in the leg again. Black Ice turned around and saw his son running towards him. One quick move, he back handed Michael upside the head. “Your little ass wants some, I’ll give you some,” Black Ice said. He walked over to his son and smacked him again.
    Rachel glanced to see her son on the floor crying and getting beat by his father. She used the little strength she had left and got up. She rand and jumped on Black Ice’s back and wrapped her arms around his neck.
    “Stop hitting my son, you bastard! I’ll kill you myself. Leave my baby alone.”
    Rachel’s grip tightened around his neck causing Black Ice to squirm around to try and shake her off him. But, he couldn’t.
    He usually overpowered Rachel’s defenses.
    Since Black Ice had been smoking crack, he lost a lot of weight. His 220 frame went down to 50 and his wife almost weighed more than him now. “Get off me, bitch.”
    Black Ice leaned his back over flipping Rachel off him. He went to the living room where the TV was and pulled the extension cord from the wall and wrapped it around his hand.
    “I’ll teach you two to try and jump me.” He swung down hitting Michael with the extension cord across his face. Then he hit Rachel. Rachel crawled over to her son and used her body to shield her son from Black Ice.
    “You both are stupid mother fuckers.
    I run this house!” Black Ice yelled. Rachel and Michael cried while both trying to take the beating for each other. Black Ice kept swinging the extension cord beating his wife and son until he was out of breath. “That should teach you the next time you all try some shit like that again. The next time will be worse.” He said as he walked away leaving the apartment.
    Black Ice left his wife and son crying and bleeding. They were covered with welts to their skin.
    “See mommy. I won’t let you get beat by yourself. We’ll get beat together.”
    Michael said to his mother.
    Rachel lay on the floor holding her son. It took her a minute to clearly understand what her son had just said to her, but once she did, she cried uncontrollably.
    She understood now that all this abuse was traumatizing her baby. Michael looked up from under his mother’s arms to see her crying even harder. “Mommy, don’t cry. I love you. Please don’t cry. I’ll always take the beatings with you.” Michael started crying seeing his mother cry. They lay on the floor holding each other and cried their pains away.

Chapter 10
    Black Ice pulled his Lexus ES slowly in front of the Brownsville Projects on Mother Gaston Avenue. He watched Ace and Caesar running the block with the workers. Black Ice rolled down his passenger window, “Yo, jump the fuck in.”
    Ace and Caesar got in the back seat of the car. “Where’s my money?” Black Ice demanded while holding his 44 calico-revolver in his lap.
    “I got three thousand for you, here.”
    Caesar said and passed him the bundle of