Chapter 8

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How is my dad alive? I saw his dead body with my own eyes, but I'm looking at him in the flesh with Leonard right behind him with a gun to his head. "You see this Jacoby, if you mess with my money I'm a kill your dad. He was selling drugs with me until he messed up bad,so I kept him with me in my trap house." So all this time,my daddy was a drug dealer and I ain't know it. "Kill him I don't care", I told Leonard firmly. Its like I been living a lie my whole life. "You sure about that Jacoby?, Leoanard asked. "I'm sure." I decided my father ain't deserve to live. Now he sitting in the chair crying like a little bitch,he should've thought about how I felt when I was alone without him. Bang! Just like that my dad was officially dead. "You see now Jacoby, mess with my money I end your life. Try to tell anybody about this I bet you be dead before you can open your mouth." What the fuck I got myself into. I already started the drug game and I can't get out. I should've stuck with basketball

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