Better Off Dead

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I Blacked Out When I Heard His Name.

Pablo? Are You Fucking Kidding Me? This Is Unbelievable.

Then Herb's Words Popped Up In My Mind.

" Stop Fucking With That Nigga, He's A Snake Dawg. "

I Started To Piece Everything Together.

The Messages, Late Night Calls, The Prolonged Periods Of Time Of Absence.... This Been Happening For Months. How I Couldn't Peep until Now?

I Snapped Back Into Reality.

Having Trisha In My Grasp. Marcus Trying To Release Her. I Turn To My Right To See A Pack Full Of Men In Navy Blue Approaching Me.

" Let Her Go. " One Of Them Screamed.

They Pounced On Me. Like A Squad Of Wolfs Ganging Up On A Lifeless Zebra. I Gave Up And They Put Me In Handcuffs.

Everything Is A Blur To Me. I'm Seeing Blurry Visions Of Red And Blue Lights. I'm Hearing Chattering and Chirps Of Walkie Talkies.

I Black Out.... To Find Myself In An Orange Jumpsuit. In a Bone Chilling, Teeth Chattering, Darkness Consumed Jail Cell.

It Was Quiet. No Noises Being Made. That Was Pretty Weird To Me. I've Never Been Arrested Before, Although I Came Close Various Times.

Voices Started To Toy With My Mind. Seem Like I Was Going Through A War Mentally. But The Voices Are Familiar, Very Familiar. The Distorted Voice Started Getting Louder. And Louder.

" Once We Get Out, We Gonna Get Pablo. We Deserves To Be Under 6 Feet Of Dirt And Grime. "

Then Another Voice Popped Up. And Another.

I Feel Something Taking over My Body. It Was A Dark, Cold Feeling In My Gut.

" What The Fuck Is Happening?"

Then A Soft Voice Started To Speak.

" Baby Boy, Forgive And Forget. Don't Become Dehydrated Once Again. "

It Repeated That Same Statement. A Headache Started To Grow.

Multiple Voices Started To Argue With Each Other.

Am I Going Crazy?

I See A Shadow Appear. I Look Up To See A Figure. It's Tall, Very Tall. It's Looks Like The Size Of A Basketball Player.

" Who Are You? "

It Didn't Say Anything.

" Speak To Me, At Once! " I Get To My Feet.

" I Am Your Friend. If You Accept My Friendship. " It Finally Speaks.

" A Friend? "

" Yes, I Want To Help With Your Situation. You Want Revenge? Am I Correct ? " It Starts To Walk Towards Me.

" Ye-Yeah. I Do. "

" I Tell You What, I'll Do You A Favor And You Do Me a Favor Later. "

I Start To Get Hesitant.

" what's Your Favor? "

" Nothing For Now. But Let's Focus On The Important Thing. We Got A Deal? "

" Yeah.... We Got a Deal. "

It Extends It's Hands To Shake On The Deal.

I Accept It.

" Perfect My Son. Perfect. "

I Shake Hands With The Death Of Pablo In My Mind.

I Hear the Soft Voice Again.

" Baby Boy You Made A Terrible Mistake. "

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