Another Urban Tale

Daddy

I woke up to someone screaming and it scared me so bad I peed in the bed. I got up slowly and walked down the long stairs trying to find my daddy. When I got downstairs I didn't see anyone but the screaming never stopped so I followed it down to the basement.In the basement stood my daddy, Uncle Mike, and Uncle Jo Jo. There was a man tied to a chair being burned with branding iron and when I walked in he looked me in my eyes. He cried and begged me to help until all the men turned around to see who he was talking to. My daddy bent down and asked me " what's wrong baby girl daddy is busy ."

" I was so scared daddy , the man was crying . Whats wrong daddy? Where is mommy ?" I began to cry and he picked me up and told me " mommy is gone to heaven because this bad man took her away ." I cried harder " When will she be back daddy I want my mama. " He rubbed the back of his head and face trying to figure out what to do or say to comfort me. He put me down and gave me his gun. He helped me hold it right and pointed it right at the guy tied up. "Pull the trigger baby girl ." he demanded.

"Why daddy ?" He took mommy away so do it now." he said. The man began to cry harder and screamed louder than before. Up until now he had been whimpering and letting tears go silently. Before I knew it I pulled the trigger and his head shot back really fast and my tiny body fell to the ground. Brain matter and blood shot around the room . My dad helped me up and took me back up to his room. He took me a bath and turned on the cartoons so he could shower in peace. I couldn't sleep because of the image of the man downstairs. At the age 10 I knew what guns do but I couldn't believe I used one . I also couldn't believe my mom was gone and I just cried until my dad hoped out. "Baby girl its okay. Daddy loves you and wont let anything happen to you . Go to sleep now Mila."
"Okay daddy . Please don't leave me in here . " I cried out. He got in the bed and held me till I fell asleep.

I woke up out of the dream I've dreamed every night since the night that changed my life and I realized how far I have come. Once I was a scared little girl with a bright outlook on life and now I was portrayed as a demon causing hell on earth . By the time I was 14 I was trained to be the baddest bitch in the game and no one could touch me. I dropped out and began working for my dad. I had to start off at the bottom as a nickle and dime hustler until I proved i had what it took to be his right hand man. I was the voice behind my father and he didn't make a move without my say so. I had good instincts and I was my fathers enemies worst fear. He was the most powerful man in the world and when his name was spoken it caused fear in everyone hearts and souls.