Fonny(Alonzo Hunt)Entry 4–6
After the fight, Tish and I had dinner at the Spanish place. We ain’t have no money but I was planning to pay the bill when I get some in a few days. Pedrocito knows me and he knows I stand by my word, so he served us everything we asked for. That night Tish and I talked, we laughed, we even made a baby. I made sure she knew that all I wanted to do was make her happy and keep her safe. But I had to let her know that the whites are going to plan to try to rip us apart or get me. I knew Bell wasn’t going to forget what happened that day but Tish ain’t know.
We had plans to move into a loft, after finally searching for so long we found a cat that would rent to us. It wasn’t the best but it had enough space for my work and for Tish. We never even got to move in since I been stuck behind them steel bars. But Tish told me that the cat said he wasn’t going to rent it to anybody besides us. But I’m not even sure we’re ever going to get a chance to go back there.
Mrs. Rivers has been in Puerto Rico for some time now. First, She met with Señor Alvarez who is involved with the woman that accused me. This conversation did not go as she expected, she tried to talk to him and make him put himself in my shoes, but that didn’t work. Señor Alvarez did not want to get involved and would not let Mrs.Rogers go through having to remember what happened to her. Something in him knew Mrs. Rivers could be trusted but his loyalties was with Mrs. Victoria Rogers. The next day was no success either.
By 9 am Mrs. Rivers was on her way to meet my accuser. Mrs.Rogers tried to pretend that she did not know about what Mrs. Rivers was talking about till she showed her the picture that she had of her. Although Mrs. Rivers tried to explain the situation and even attempted to show her a picture of me and Tish, the girl would not look or listen. I was mad that she didn’t even try to look at the picture but then again I couldn’t blame her. Mrs. Rivers’s attempt at getting her to remove her statement didn’t work, but Tish told me to keep on hoping for another solution. I didn’t know what we were going to do but I did know that Tish and her family would help me in any way possible.
If Bell could have it his way I would have already been dead. I saw him a lot as I walked down the street of Bleecker, sometimes it was with Tish. Every time he saw me he looked so hard that he could of punctured a hole in my body. In his mind, I was another black guy who could not run away from him. But I wasn’t scared of him and I damn sure was not going to let him intimidate me.I was not going to be another black victim for a “broke down white”. All I knew was that I had to get my shit together for me and Tish.
Inside these walls, everything was the same. It was like nothing moved and no time passed. I feared the idea of possibly staying here forever or even dying. I realized that I’m still young, I got so much to do and so much time to be with the people I love. I also fear knowing that I am vulnerable to everyone here and anything could happen. I wait and wonder about when I will possibly get to shower. I’ve let myself go but I know I can’t, I must remember anything and everything, or else I will drown in this place.
