Gangsters paradise

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Juli 9 2004

"TYLA!" Spooky yelled my name
"Yo what the fuck is going on here? Was that you?" Marshall asked
"You see someone else here?" I said
"Tyla are.. are you out of your mind?" Spooky asked
"Remember the family rule? "If someone kills your family members you kill him back." In case you forgot." I said to spooky
"You fucking crazy?"
"Am I? Or are you crazy for letting this motherfucker alive even though HE KILLED OUR FATHER? Or were you that killed him?"
"The fuck you talking about?"
"You know what I'm talking about.. you did something and that's father got killed."
"Fuck you! YOU HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA WHAT YOUR SAYING THERE."
"Yo the police dawg.." proof said
"Come on let's go.." Marshall grabbed my hand
"Spooky come on." I said
"You right, I burned the contract that father signed as it was you so you can join knights company so he could get his drugs back. I burned that shit because I knew you didn't want to work with him. And that's why pops got killed. It's my fault but I know you worked so much to be where you are. I couldn't let it happen." Spooky said
"Come here dumbass.." I hugged him "I love you so much. But you ain't going to jail for me."
"Grandma took over the business. They all will return back to Mexico. I only want you to continue what you started and make us proud."
"THE FUCKING POLICE MAN! Come on!" Proof said again
"Go Tyla.. I'll always got your back." Spooky kissed my forehead and I started to cry
"I'll come visit you big bro. I'll take you out of there. I fucking promise you that." I said and hugged him
"Ty come on.." Marshall said again
"Take care lil sis.. I love you."
"Love you too big bro.." I then took Marshalls hand and we took off running.
He's going in jail for me. I can't believe I almost got mad on him for not killing Knight, but all he did was to protect me.
Holding Marshall's hand while we run so we can hide i just started to realize what I did.
I fucking killed that motherfucker.
Not trying to be a psycho but I'm more then happy that, that motherfucker is gone. But because of me my bro has to go to jail.
As we arrived to the car Marshall immediately took off driving while the others were in the other car.
"You aight?" Marshall asked
"Yeah.. thank you for being there."
"You fucking killed that motherfucker Ty. Not gonna lie it's pretty fucked up but I get it why you did it."
"The only thing that's fucked up is that Spooky is going to jail for me. I'm such a stupid bitch." I said and looked out of the window
"Your not stupid Ty, and your not a bitch. It's your father, if someone will ever hurt my daughter I'll kill for her too. We're living in a fucked up world that's the problem but your not stupid. Spooky knows what he's doing. And you heard him, you need to make them proud. And that's what your going to do. Im gonna help you to get him out of there but I want you to not forget that your a fucking good singer. Don't lose all of the things your worked for, for so many years right now. I got you, I'm going to help you. If you want I'll be your producer or manager what ever you want. But I won't not let go of you. And I'll not let you to ruin your life. That motherfucker deserved that shit." Marshall said as he was driving
"He deserved. I killed him but that won't bring my father back."
"When is the funeral?"
"In two days. But I can't do this. I know I'll disappoint everyone but I can't. Going back to that house will kill me. I fucking lost the only parent I had and that's because I was so fucking stubborn to sign that fucking contract with knight."
"You did good that you didn't sign it. Trust me, he'll just use you and your music. That's why he wanted you in his label because he was broke. He's losing all of his members and you were the perfect one to make his money."
"I know.. I just feel like a peace of shit now."
"Don't.. I swear to god you did what you had to do."
"Can we uh.. go to a hotel or something. I can't go back home. I can't see that house now."
"Aight, I'll call proof to bring your bag and tomorrow we're leaving to Detroit."
"K.. thank you." I said looking at him
"Don't thank me. I know I'm a asshole sometimes but I love you. And I want you to be safe. All I want you to do is to promise me your not going to stop and your going to continue with your music. Because trust me right now this is the only thing that will make you feel better."
"I promise.." I leaned down at him and kissed his cheek
"You could also kiss me somewhere else you know.. you've been kinda a bad girl this days.." Marshall said
"Fuck off.." I said and laughed
As we arrived at the hotel I was waiting for proof to bring my bag so I can take a shower. This day was so fucked up.
I don't even know how to feel. I'm so angry but so sad at the same time. I don't even know how to express myself. I just know I want to be alone for a bit. I need to think about everything. I need to think about my life and what am I gonna do. I need to take out spooky. And fucking keep going with my career. Marshall is right, I didn't worked so hard for all of this just so I'll give up now.