Journée 1.
I sat down in the courtroom irritated. We had just gotten here and I was ready to go. As soon as they took the cuffs off my wrist, I tried my hardest to rub away the burning sensation. Wasn't making any eye contact with anybody as of right now. They did all this stuff that I wasn't paying attention to and I sat down next to my lawyer.
I had to be cautious here and observe my surroundings. Not that the vibe was negative, the vibe was dangerously relaxed. I rubbed my face and did a silent prayer like I always did before I do something " stupid". Knowing my mouth and the fact that I don't like courtrooms I couldn't help but wait for this to be over.
Noel, my lawyer, leaned over and started to whisper to me. " Straighten up, don't make it seem like you don't care because if the judge sees that it'll be worse than it has to be."
I sighed and sat up straightened up my posture making my chair squeak a little in the process. " What time is this going to be over with?"
" Why?" Noel asked. " Do you have something else that's so important to do?"
" I have a game of spades at four." I snarled rolling my eyes in the process.
" Well you're jail friends have all the time in world to make that game up and you will too, if you don't chill with your attitude."
I know I know, Noel seems like a jerk but he's not. Noel is just serious when it comes to business and he better be..Hm! All this money I'm paying him.
All I could do was think about how I got into this mess.. It started a long time ago and boyyy let me tell you how it happened.
October 16th, 1996
" Ayo Duke!" Was the first thing I heard Bigg yell over the phone.
I was sitting down at the table while Lisa sat my plate infront of me. It was breakfast and I guess she was in a good mood or something because she made a full course breakfast. Bacon, Sausage, eggs, grits, toast and some fruit.
" Ooh, thank you mama." I leaned up and kissed her then she smiled at me.
" Let me know when you wanna stop making eyes at ya lil wife."
I couldn't help it, Lisa had me in a trance but Bigg had scared me back into the conversation. " Uuh yeah, what's up?"
" These young marks round here calling shots tryna take what we got. Talkin' bout they running the streets."
I jerked my head back with my face scrunched up. That ain't sound right, I gotta know these lil boys because if Snoop hear this he ain't gon take it light. My boy don't like waking up to hear stuff like this. " Hmm! What's they names?"
" Lil T, K-don, Dre, Timbo and Foh'." Bigg recited that so nicely, almost like he heard this before or he knew them.
" Foh!?" I asked with my face scrunched up like I was about to laugh. " Like the number four or like for?"
" Like the number four." Bigg laughed. " I would laugh but let's not talk about you. What kind of name is Pac?"
" Short for my first name, don't get smoked while you right here playing."
" Don't get ya panties in a bunch!" This time Bigg's laugh was harder like he was about to fall over. " What you wanna do bout these lil marks, Boss?"
Hmmm. It was up to me, I do have the power and I will use that accordingly. I pursed my lips and squinted my eye a little bit while I tapped the back of the phone.
