What's Done In The Dark Book 2

Chapter 2

(August POV)

I ain't talked ta y'all in a lil minute huh.

But wow 2 years!? Man its been bitter sweet fa ah nigga, seem like things can't get all tha way back right fa me fa shit. Only things I ca be happy about in my life right nah is my beautiful wife and our baby she carrying,a couple real friends, tha nation that's still ridin fa a nigga and my career.

I just got off a 48 city and 2 country tour. It was great and all but I'm too happy its over.

Nigga was feelin bad out there on the road. My baby basically done had ta go thru dis whole pregnancy without me, I was missing ha ass out there doing these shows wit me.

She keep a nigga straight, she keep these hoes out a nigga face she make sure I'm good and most importantly she ma bestfriend. It was hard without ha.

That night at the gas station took a toll on both our lives.

*flashback*

"Lock tha doe when I get out, ion fuck around ova here."

After hopin out tha truck I took a look around at my surroundings. I never stopped over there be'foe but it was on the way to tha freeway I needed ta get on.

After looking around all I wanted ta do was get my gas and get tha fuck on.

"Here Darious go pay fa this gas and hurry tha fuck up"

Hearing that made me look up, ta see a ratchet ass female at the pump on tha otha side of me getting out ta pump ha gas while she sent her son,who looked no more than 5 or 6 in tha store ta go pay fa it by himself.

I shook my head and continued on pumping ma gas. Few minutes later I noticed the lil boy walking back out across the parking lot, looking down at a toy he had in his hands playin wit it, while lookin at him, out tha corner of my eye I see a black ford truck speeding into the parking lot wit a nigga hangin out the window wit a shot gun in his hands pointin at some nigga that took out runin across tha parking lot.

The nigga with the gun started shootin, so on instinct I ran over trying ta cover tha lil boy, as soon as I made it ta him, he was hit in the back by a bullet and he fell ta tha ground, I fell on top of him ta keep him and myself from gettin hit some moe.

After all tha shots had stopped tha police and ambulance came and sadly the lil boy died on tha scene.

When it was all said and done, tha blogs had it looking like tha fight with Jason was the reason for tha gas station shooting and that tha lil boy dyin was our fault.

Truth is it ain have nothing ta do wit us, we was just in tha wrong place at tha wrong time.

But the damage was done half tha nation and otha folks took what the blogs said as tha truth and stopped fuckin wit a nigga and started draggin me and my baybeh thru tha mud, they dug up ol shit from both our past, painting us like we was Hitler or sum shit.

Through it all tho she been dealin wit it like a soldier, been holdin me down and tryin ta keep a nigga sane. I been keepin her away from the bullshit and stress free tha best I can.