2• Meet Jacob

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Jacob's POV

I just saw this cute girl. She looked nervous to be around me. My bro Alex popped up next to me with my fellow gang members Ty, Dre, Ken, Mike, and Dawson. They all ordered some heavy drinks just to hook up with girls. I shrugged and played along. I downed three shots back to back.

I looked over at that chic again. She was staring at me puzzled. I smirked at her and downed another shot. I was hearing fr a guaranteed hangover.

I decided that I should test my luck and try to talk to her. "Hey...I'm Jacob." I say.

"I'm Anabella." She says.

"Nice." I say and down another shot. She looks at me uncomfortably and I poke for conversation.

"How old are you?" I ask.

"17." She says calmly.

"18." I tell her.

"That's nice." She says. Just then, the bros inform me that we are heading out to go see a fight somewhere.

"I gotta go." I say and stand up without saying anything further. She looks surprised to see how fast in leaving. I follow the bros out the door and leave the club.

We make out way to this empty lot about six miles from the club. It was where this big brawl was taking place. When we got there, I noticed some of the guys standing in a line ready for a fight. I knew that it was a chance that someone was going to get killed tonight.

We walked up next to our allies to show that we had their backs if anything or outta hand. I stood next to my bro Duke. He was rolling up his sleeves as if he was going to seriously hurt someone. Duke was like that, always ready to kill someone.

"Let's go!" I heard someone shout and in a blink of an eye, punches were being thrown. Everyone went mad. A dude tried to run up on me and I punched him about 4 times before he was almost out cold. I guess the liquor was getting to me.

I stood up and took a deep breath before someone punched me in the face. I was being held down. I got kicked in the stomach about 2 times before Duke kicked the guy in his back causing him to fly to the floor. I jumped up, trying to avoid anymore ambushes and ran towards a group of guys who were punching Dre.

I knocked them to the floor and that's when I heard sirens. I immediately ran. The guys were behind me and we stopped about 3 miles from the lot. I said good bye to the guys and went home.

My mother was at the hospital doing her daily shifts and my brother Keith was sitting on the couch with his girlfriend Laura.

"Where you been brother?" He asks me.

"None of your damn business." I said.

"What do you mean? Look at your damn face bro." He says. I ignore him and run up the stairs to my room and slam the door, immediately locking my door after. I stripped off my clothes and looked into my mirror. I had a cut under my eye and a bloody lip. I went into the bathroom, washed my face and hopped into bed. I fell asleep in no longer than 2 minutes. I was just that tired.

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