The Light That Rid My Darkness

seventeen

I made it to the doorway and saw over twenty people standing in the yard before me. No one seemed to notice me arrive as the uproar continued.

Every guy had on some sort of black and dark blue on Mah's side. On the opposite side there were two other guys in green and white.

The third guy who wore green and white was in a choke hold by Mah with a gun pointed to his head.

"You pussies can either tell me what your gang's  up to, or die." Mah said this with a apathetic look in his eyes. The other people didn't respond which seemed to cause an increase in Mah's temper. "Fucking say something or everybody's brains will get blown. That wouldn't be a positive outcome, would it?"

No one pepped a word. Even Mah's side of the gang seemed to be terrified by his state of mind. It seemed like no one wanted to make any wrong moves, so they all fell under precaution.

"So let's count to three. You dumbasses should know your numbers, right?"  Mah cocked the gun. His eyes remained lifeless as he stood there. "One..."

"They want what every other gang wants. Money and dominance." Said one of the opposing gang members. "We might seem like shit to you all, but once our side comes  together, you fuckers will be the ones looking like shit." He laughed and threw out his arms as if to ensure himself that he was right.

  Mah released the man from his chokehold by hurling  him on the ground and walked over to the other gang member.

The one he threw on the ground didn't make any movements to gesticulate that he was alive.

"Are you fucking threatening me and my people?"  Mah asked as a wicked smile came across his face. He threw his gun on the ground. "I'll tell my side to leave. You can do it as well. Then we can go one on one and you'll see whether or not I beat you to death, or just until your weak ass  loses consciousness. Fuck the gun. I don't require it."

He and the gang member stood head to head. The gang member gulped in response and aghast came across his face.

"You're insane, you w—weird motherfucker."

"Oh, so now the weakass comes out of you? Why call yourself a fucking member of a gang when your fists don't meet the standards, pussy. Don't get authenticity and weird mixed up asshole."

"You strangled one of my boys to death. You've got the one next to me about to piss his pants." He looked at the guy standing next to him who indeed looked like his pants were about to be pissed. Mah didn't locate his eyes anywhere else but at the gang member speaking.  He leaned his head to the side with no fret  in his expression. There was really no word in this world to the describe the expression on his face. It was...empty. "Me and my brothers are leaving this hell of a gang. Not only because it's too much to handle, but also because we know we're opposing a psycho like you—"

"Leave before more unfortunate shit unravel." The two opposing gang members who remained standing went to help the other one off of the ground and into their car. "And tell that bitch ass leader of yours to send the appropriate fuckers next time!" 

They drove away briskly as if they'd never turn back.

Mah huffed angrily and turned towards everyone remaining in the yard.  "All of you keep your heads up! You heard what they said, this ain't the end. They won't stop until they get their hands on something' that don't belong to them."

All of Mah's side responded to him as if he were their leader. All of their responses sounded loud as if they intended to give Mah a sort of satisfaction.

Everyone left except for six people. Mah, Lay, Parker, and three other guys I'd never seen before who looked unapproachable.

They all turned around to make their way into the house. Five people walked past me then Mah came to a standstill  next to me.

"Hungry, Lah?" He said as if the whole incident before never occurred.

"Yeah..."