"If you walked by a street and you was walking on concrete and you saw a rose growing from concrete, even if it had messed up petals and it was a little to the side you would marvel at just seeing a rose grow through concrete. So wat is it that when you see some ghetto kid grow out of the dirtiest circumstance and he can talk and he can sit across the room and make you cry, make you laugh, all you can talk about is my dirty rose, my dirty stems and how I am leaning crooked to the side, u can't even see that I've come up from out of that" – Tupac Shakur
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Trevis
" One "
* Bang *
One Shot Over Her Head
*Bang*
One Shot On The Side Of Her Kneck
*Bang*
One Shot By Her Leg
" What the hell ? " Chris yelled
I Put My Hand Up To Quiet Him, Shit ... I Know What The Hell I‘m Doing.
" Tell me the damn truth --"
" It W---
" Save that beating around the bush shit to " I interrupted.
" Trevis " Chris questioned
" I got this! "
" It was there step-dad , My suposed to be husband "
" You mean the nigga who rapped and beat Ziare? "
" Ye--"
" What the hell you mean rapped and beat Ziare? You telling me you let that nigga even put his hands on my daughter?" Chris yelled.
" It aint like she tried to stop him " She argued
"You tryna die? " Chris said pulling out his heat.
" Lets go " I said walking towards the door.
" Imma Fuck You Up, You crack headed ass hoe... How dare you let some nigga put they hands on a child you birthed. You should be ashamed. "
" GO " She yelled
" Lets go Chris Damn, We got what we needed "
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* Knock *
* Knock *
* Knock *
" WHAT? "
" You did this? " Chris yelled
He chuckles
" I probably did, depends on what your talking about "
" You! You raped & beat my daughter? "
" And? "
He pulled out his gun and said
" You know how to play four rounds? " Chris asked me
" Man yeah, why? "
" Count " he said pointing the gun to him .
" One "
BANG
One shot to his chest
" You set fire to my daughter house? " Chris yelled.
" Fuck you " He managed to cough up.
" Two "
BANG
One shot to the stomach
" You sent those messages "
" Fuck you "
" Three "
BANG
One shot to the knee
" Why? "
" H-Her pussy was good to, and I wish she would have died to "
" FOUR "
BANG
One shot between his eyes
" He‘s dead man, lets go "
" Call The C.U.C "
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Phone conversation
Me : I need the clean up crew at 478 W. Mock Drive.
C.U.C : Gotchu
Phone Convo Over
Ziare
" Ziare come on, push me " Zay asked me trying to swing on the swings.
" Zay, Kick up and push back " I said demonstrating.
We were at Carter Park Just Spending Time Together.
" Look Zi, I‘m doing it... Look "
" Thats right , You doing it. Keep on doing it. "
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After awhile of being at the park we went out to eat.
" Zay come here "
" Hmm? " Zay said coming to sit on my lap.
" I Am always going to be your big sister , and I love you just as much okay. Promise me you will never turn out like Our mommy okay? We both want you to be the best you can be, can you promise me that right ? "
" Yah "
" Okay than , lets go home "
Trevis
" You think this was a mistake? " I asked
" Never , he took the only thing my daughter could have held on for so long, but he took that. "
" Oka--- Chris WATCH OUT ! " I Yelled.
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Teen FictionZiare Channing. The one who has been called , fat, ugly, poor and so much more. She's grown up to be older than she is. Only sixteen and she has to play the role of a mother to her younger brother since her mom can't do the job that she's supposed t...
