This Thing Called Life

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Brian🤖

"Im ready to go home" deon said

"Fuck You Mean? We can't leave till Them Niggas off our ass Again." I told him.

"You know the Feds watching" Giovanni said.

"I know they are. That's why we gotta stay low" I said.

"We locked up in this hotel room scared of some pussy Ass niggas" Deon said.

"I Don't Think you understand" gio said shaking his head.

"Look at the beach, the shops. And we in here" deon said. He had a point. The hotel room we rented had a beautiful view of a beach and You could see the little shops and stuff they had.

"Ight. Let's get out of here. But use Cash only" I told them. I Wouldn't call myself the boss But I am the oldest. Then Giovanni Deon then Zyair. Someone reported the incident that took place that night and now the Feds are on our asses Too. But the niggas we shot at supposedly got caught. Now what you don't know is this: Deon and I are Buisness partners as In Drugs. I Know what you're thinking. "So where do Giovanni and Zyair come in?" Great Question. They work for us but we work together. Ecstasy Marijuana Crack Cocaine you name it we got it. Right now our best seller is Called Illusion. That's some powerful shit. Zyair came up with it. We love the fast money and the power but we don't love the danger. I Only have a total of 12 workers. No need for too many Cause that's When snakes come out. I've learned that the hard way. There's so many secrets just waiting to be revealed like how I got my Start in the drug game.

Flashback

"Run Brian" mom said running in my room closing the door. I could see the blood dripping from her nose. Her new boyfriends been beating her senseless since we've moved in. My Daddy only died last month and she had already moved on. That made me mad. But everything was left to his mother and sister and they hated my mother. So she got With Sean and he's been providing for us. I saw daddy get shot. He was doing the usual yard work and I was sitting in the stairs watching him. That's When I heard gunshots and saw his body hit the ground. I ran and got my momma she called the police and they carried him away in a body bag. That's something I'll never forget.

"You're coming Too" I told her.

"I'm too weak Brian. You gotta go without me" she said looking down. I heard him coming the hall. I grabbed what I could to block the door. Anything to buy time. I grabbed my bag. Carrying Enough supplies for the BOTH of us.

"Come on Ma." I Said grabbing her hand.

"Open this door Bitch" her drunk boyfriend yelled banging on my door. She looked at me with tears in her eyes. And shook her head no. I grabbed her and dragged her out the window and down the fire escape with me. We ran as fast as we could not looking back.

"Are You Okay?"she Asked as we took our seats on the bus.

"Yeah you?" I asked her out of breath. She nodded.

"I need you to be big boy for mommy okay" she asked me. I was only 13 at the time but understand what she meant. After days on days at the shelter she finally a got job and a very small one bedroom. But she still struggled to make ends meet. So one night after the usual dinner of a turkey sandwich and stale potato chips, I went out into the streets looking for work.

"What You Doing out here" a man looking twice my age Stopped and asked me.

"I need work" I told him. He looked at me and laughed. I Looked at him confused.

"How old are you" he said once he stopped laughing.

"13" I Said.

"You ever held a gun" he asked. I Looked at him like he had two heads.

"No. But I've seen one" I told him.

"Where's your parents?" He asked.

"My daddy dead. And my momma at home sleep. You Got anymore Questions?" I asked him. He looked at me and smiled making me very uncomfortable.

"You Wanna hustle?" He asked. I only seen that on movies and that made the people on there rich. I nodded thinking about all the money I could give to my mama. And how I could move us outta Chicago.

"Ight young blood" meet me here tomorrow same time" he told me walking away. I went back the next day expecting something different than what I got. He handed me a box and a gun and sent me on my way. That day I learned how to be a man.