Capone dreams

Chapter 1..... The massacre.....

The years 1992 and my names Calvinn I'm 18 years old. I'm your average teenager growing up in the slums of Cleveland repping my block and what not. My brother Jeremiah is 22 today him and his homies are on the porch smoking sess and drinking olde English while bone thugs n harmony play over the radio. I come outside to hangout and try get in the circle, my whole family are piru stemming all the way back to the days in Compton. My brother and I are Caucasian my father and his father before him joined because they didnt believe in the segragation call them activists if you will. Anyways I'm sitting outside with my brother shooting the shit when T comes walking up. T is almost 30 years old he's been down since birth his dad started the set here almost 20 years ago so that makes him a og. My brother mentions to T that I'm down to ride on 95 tonight so T asks me if I'm ready to be apart of the family. I'm so excited I can't hide it, finally my chance to earn respect and a spot amongst the set. I respond I'm down to split these bitches lemme hang out the window wit the stick. He looks at my brother who responds told you he a soulja. T says I can always respect an ambitious prospect here's your colors don't let me down, be ready at midnight. I can barley sit still its 11:30 and they show up, T and Dillion show up in Dillion's caprice. It doesn't make sense why Dillion would bring that being it just got hooked up with the rims, paint and sounds but I don't question it. We sit on the porch for a few my mother doesn't get home for another couple hours so we have time to come up with a plan. It gets pushed I sit shotgun because I need to prove myself, I'm getting nervous about everything being that the moments here. I look to my brother as he asked why I didn't ask to get beat down? I tell him cause I've gotta prove I'm no pussy I'm tryna run shit around here everybody gets beat i gotta be different. He gets my point and quiets down we get into the car and T hands me the stick asking me if I'm sure I wanna do this, almost like he knows the conflict in my brain. I tell him fuck these dudes lets get it so we drive the four blocks a cut the corner, were in a different world all we see is blue, were creepin the block wearing our locs and our bandannas around our faces waiting to be seen. We find the house where the og lives didn't make it hard he's posted on the porch. I hang out the window yelling crabs as I let the stick shake my core. I hit him and every crab around him and we peel off as they start spraying back bullets richocheting all around us. I realize I'm still shaking but it's deep inside me as the flashbacks start.

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T can't help but admire the courage and pure heartlessness this boy just blatantly displayed. Calvinn reminded him of a guy he read about once in school. The idea sprang upon him before he had time to filter it out he looks at Calvinn and sayes hey Capone how do you feel about being my right hand man? Calvinn looks at him and sees that the situation isn't sitting well with him he's got the look in his eyes but he shakes it off and sayes anything you want T. This boy is a true gangster he thinks and has no regrets behind his decision as he looks in the mirror to check out that no ones following he sees the jealousy and hatred in his eyes. Ay Jeremiah what's wrong something bothering you? Nah homie I'm good money just didnt think we'd hit the king of crips we bout to have our heads full of prices nah mean? T thinks about what Jeremiah has just said and realizes he's the scared type and confronts him on it. What you scared of homie? Is it death? Getting locked up? Or the fact that your lil brother rolled harder tonight than you ever have and you worried bout the rep it give you? }}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

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Amidst the replays in Calvinns mind of the deeds he's just done he hears T address him so he's all ears. "Hey Capone how do you feel about bein my right hand man?" Only the true riders get a nickname and right hand man shit that's unheard of for a prospect, Calvinn answers "anything you want T" he goes back to watching out the window visualizing the looks of terror upon there faces as the bullets tore into them when T and his brother start bickering. He hears the anger in Jeremiah's voice and sees that there's more being hidden behind his eyes then he is letting on. T drops them off a block away Calvinn pulls out a blunt and inhales deeply sighing as he releases the mesmerizing smoke Jeremiah tells him to pass it. As there walking it finally hits him he just murdered 7 or 8 crips and immediately gets sick throwing up and unable to stand he falls. Jeremiah acts as if he isn't concerned and hits the blunt again and again as he gets a sick smile on his face. Not so heartless huh Capone. Calvinn notices the spite his brother used in the question. There's something wrong Jeremiah? No I've been down since I was thirteen got no nickname and still just a soulja, you get put down and get ranked in the same day. It just doesn't make sense to me is all I'm saying what have I done that they don't respect me like they do you???? }}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

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It's the next day and its all over the news. There calling it the east side massacre ten men and three woman died last night in a gang related drive by no details as to who the suspects are we will keep you posted. Calvinn begins to get sick again the forth time this morning, the thought of killing men was beginning to wear off but the fact he got woman too made it worse. He hasn't spoken to his brother yet today after the conversation last night it seems things have changed between them, the telephone starts ringing in the kitchen and mom answers Calvinn bring your ass in here and tell your friends to stop calling before noon Calvinn sayes yes mom ill make sure they stop he answers the phone and its T what's poppin blood? Nuthin homie kickin it what's up? I need you at the house in a hour you got me? Yeah homie ima slide thru in 45, aiight homie 1. Calvinn hangs up the phone and gets dressed the usual black dickies the red button up and red chuck Taylor's he almost forgets his rag and tucks it in his back right pocket hangin so everybody knows who he is. As he leaves the house he runs into his lil group of homies they all giving dep and notice the flag, "foreal my nigga you reppin now?" Yup yup put down last night but I've gotta jet ill hola at y'all in a minute aiight? Yup yup as Calvinn walks up to Ts house he hears Jeremiah calling his name so he stops. "What's up bro? What are you doing here?" I dont know T called me told me to be here in an hour so here I am why what's poppin? I dont know just don't like the idea of you and T getting close. I got this bro chill T wouldn't push me in the wrong direction you know that. Aiight Capone since you know him so well catch you on the flip. Calvinn turns around and knocks on the door....... T answers come on Capone we got bizness to discuss, Calvinn walks in and sits down getting ready to listen to bizness talk when Ts little sister walks in, Calvinns fixated on her beauty her caramel skin her beautiful green eyes and her amazing smell. He try's small talk "hey there beautiful could I get your name?" "No you can't I don't mess with my brothers friends" her voice is even beautiful he's never heard angels sing before but was sure they had voices like this. Just a name is all I'm asking for please my names Calvinn,she pauses for a minute then replies "my name is chanel" and he smiles. T walks in still talking bizness when he notices Chanel, what the fuck you doin? Get outta here we got bizness, Chanel quickly leaves but not before flashing Calvinn a smile, T see this and is infuriated, Capone she's off limits, "aiight T calm down, what's this bizness we talkin bout?" I want you to run the block keep these niggas In line organize the dope and hoes bring it all right here. Bring bank we all eat nah mean? I'm in charge asks calvinn? Yes Capone I want you to run these streets like you were really al Capone expand our territory let these crabs know we're the boss.

It's now three days since the massacre on 95 capones already built his name and rep up. He's got a handle on everything and Ts talking about giving him his own team to start moving packs. Calvinn naturally chooses his brother on his first pick but T doesn't like the idea of it. Blood and money don't go hand in hand youngster it will tear you two apart. So he picks Dillion knowing he already moves weight so it's a definite yes. He picks his homies off the block and there all put down and are order there first order. Move these blocks and get paid protect your hood until you get killed. T is happy with the way things are going but heard them crabs off 95 heard they did the shooting and are supposed to come down on them. T warns Capone of the threat and he just eats it and gets ready for it.

Here's my real end to chapter one please send me feed back I'd really like to get your opinion