Lamar's Story (Prequel to Enough)

*Present Day Summary*

25 year-old Lamar Robinson and his gang(s) were engaged in a rumble with Lincoln Loud and his allies. It was a massive brawl in an empty field in the Southwestern side of Chicago's suburbs. Lamar had kidnapped Lincoln's family, which wasn't any loss for Lincoln, since his family was abusive, but what really made the 11 year-old mad was that Lamar had killed his only beloved family member, his fourteen year-old sister Luna, and now, he may've killed his [unofficial] love interest, Ronnie Anne.

Lamar was on top of Lincoln while having a butcher's knife clutched in his hand, as he was getting ready to finish off Lincoln for good.

"Time for you and Miles to reunite!" Lamar said as he prepared to strike Lincoln's face with the bloody knife. Miles Blake was Lincoln's savior, another kid his age, but he was dead too, also thanks to Lamar.

"Lamar!" A voice said from behind him. It was one of the Hundes, (the gang on Lamar's side), and he sounded very scared.

"What?!" Lamar said, obviously irritated.

"Billy and Denny are dead, and Julian ran away!" The man reported. Lamar slowly turned his head but didn't say anything, (Billy, Denny, and Julian were some of Lamar's best allies), as he gave the man a face of anger, when the man suddenly got attacked by another enemy.

Lamar turned back to face Lincoln when he threw back his arm and struck the knife towards Lincoln's head. It was over for Lincoln, or was it? You see, the body of the man fell onto Lamar's, making him miss the strike!

The knife got stuck in the ground just past Lincoln's head. It was a perfect setup. Lincoln reached behind him, grabbed the knife, and stabbed Lamar's right shoulder.

Lamar's face became filled with horror as he rolled over, letting his grip of Lincoln loose. Lincoln would say one last thing to him before he killed him.

"One question: why?" Lincoln asked while having the knife against Lamar's throat.

"We couldn't have any witnesses at the murder scene. We wanted to make you pay for snitching on us to the police by kidnapping your family!" Lamar said while grimacing in pain. Lamar and his goons had thought that Lincoln and his deceased friend Miles had told the police about them killing another man, but they really didn't.

"You dumbass! I never snitched, that must've been my stupid family! They're the reason I'm here in the first place!" Lincoln said.

"Wait, you-you mean you never snitched on us?" Lamar checked.

"No!" Lincoln assured as Lamar sighed of stupidity.

"Well...my mistake. Friends?" Lamar asked while chuckling.

Lincoln sarcastically laughed and said, "Sure." He slashed Lamar's throat, making blood spill out.

"You...you lied to me," Lamar's last words.

"What do you expect? I'm Lincoln Loud," Lincoln finished as he left the body there. Most of the enemies were dead now, with Lincoln's side even having the advantage now.

Lamar was left to die in the grassy space, and he did just that.

He was not a pleasant human, even if you were a friend of his...but was this really his fault?