Nicki: I was at a drug house. I had been getting high. It started raining. A guy that had been there many times asked me for a ride home. He only lived a street over, so I said OK. I went to take a right to take him home and he pulled out a knife and grabbed me by the hair. He drove me to Glenwood Road and took me down a dead end street.
When we parked, he grabbed me by my throat. I thought that it was the last breath I was gonna take. I thought, “this is it.” He was trying to get into my pants. I don’t think that I’d ever been that scared.
I guess, out of fear, came strength cause somehow I got away from him. I ran to a house and a man came to the door. I was screaming all the way to his house. He called the police and they brought out the crime lab and investigators and took pictures. My neck was red for days from where he’d choked me.
BW: Did they ever catch the guy?
Nicki: No, they didn’t. That’s what made me get a gun really. I felt like, if anyone tried to hurt me again in that way, I promise you I’d have been able to pull it out and kill them. At that point in my life, I became very hard.
I already had a felony on my record. I got caught about a year later in Clayton county with the gun. They gave me five years to the door for being a felon and carrying a concealed weapon.
I’d been in jail for little stuff before, like 15 days for prostitution, but five years in prison, that really threw me.