I woke up to the door bell be constantly stabbed. People don’t know how to wait at someone’s house. The door was opened
“Junior your people are here” She kissed her teeth. Junior rolled off his bed and kissed his teeth. He hated when people came to his house when he was still sleeping. He slammed the door shut as he passed and jogged down the stairs. I was happy that weren’t for me so I went back to sleep. Some while later mom came to me and was shaking me abruptly.
“Shauney wake up” She never called me Shauney unless it was important
“What’s happening?” I was wide awake
“Some boy is beating up Junior” She was crying. I shot out of bed and placed her on my bed
“Stay here yeah. Don’t come downstairs” She nodded. I went straight down the stair and walked in to see Junior getting held up against the wall
“NOOOOO DON’T HURT HIM” My mom tried pulling him off me but she wasn’t strong enough. He pinned me to the wall so I couldn’t try and attack him. I kept getting blows in every direction to every part of my body. My mom was crying she didn’t know what to do. I wanted to stop and cradle her and tell her everything would be ok. But I couldn’t instead I slouched onto the wall bleeding and slowly losing consciousness.
“Stop, pl-please stop l-let him go. His going to die”
“He needs to learn the levels.” That was the last word I heard.
“What the f*ck is happening” I held on a screw face. The streets taught me not to fear anyone. The person who was holding Straps up on the wall turned his head to face me. I clocked it was Ice. I let out some breath I didn’t know I had held in
“Yoo Ice come off him init”
“Why, Reaper your boy thinks his bad. I need to teach him the levels” You might be wondering why they called me reaper. Well it’s simple. Depending on your personality and how you act gave you your tag. I come and go like the grim reaper silently taking people away. If people wanted you gone, then they would call me up. I had earned some of my respect this way. People feared me, but then again, even the grim reaper has people he fears. Junior was called Strapz, because any gun you needed he could get to you. No one knew where he got them from, all we knew that he gave us what we needed. Jamel was called Ice because he had a cold heart. Am not even lie, he don’t care about the consequences or people hearts and emotions. He did what he did. He just had the money, p*ssy and weed on his mind. That was his motive.
“What did he do?”
“Bruv I came to tell him Kenu’s message and he tried hyping”
“Just come off him. Bare beating him up in his mom’s yard” He dropped him then punched him. Strapz dropped and looked like he wanted to get in a fight. But I rolled my eyes up to indicate him mom was still here. He just breathed in and out.
“What was the message?”
“Kenu thinks you set him up. But what this fool said was that he was on the phone when the police were chasing you. So that means you just escaped. So what’s the truth?”
“Kmt people like chatting shit. If I had set up him then why would I jump over his fence and sprint for my life. These times I was on the phone with Strapz and he could even hear the police man telling me to stop running. He needs to get his facts right. I ran and he said. He got caught and I escacped. I never f*cking set him up. I anit no set-up person.” I kissed my teeth; people like Kenu pissed me off big time. They all chatting shit like they knew the proper reason.
“Calm down man” I screwed him, he has the audacity after he come to my house and get my mom crying then tries to beat up Strapz
““Look yeah, I know what you people are thinking. But I never set up Kenu. Why would I? He was a regular costumer init.”
