Chapter 2

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|May 11, 1996|

"Bitch what I told you about coming home late??!!"

Tevin said as he kicked me hard in my stomach.

"I had to do stuff Tevin!!!"

I said blocking my face with my hands as I crawled away.

"Come back here bitch"

Tevin said as he grabbed my leg pulling me close to him as he slapped me hard over and over again.

"I-I'm sorry"

I said crying as he stood up kicking me in my face before walking out the door.

My whole body was in pain I tasted blood on my lips, Tevin always putting his hands on me and I couldn't take it anymore.

Every time I leave he just follows me I have no escape I looked over at the clock seeing it was almost time for work.

Sighs

|Eric's P.O.V|

"Where did you go last night???!!"

Tracey said as she slammed her hand down on the kitchen counter.

"None of your business damn"

I said walking away as I sat on the couch in the living room.

"So you just gonna keep lying to me Eric?"

Tracey said making me suck my teeth.

All me and Tracey do is argue every fucking day 'Why I ain't taking care of Erin?' 'Where did I go?' this and that all the time

"What am I lying about?"

I said staring at her.

"Where the fuck you went last night I know you Eric Wright just sticking your dick in every bitch you ain't shit!"

Tracey said as I stared at her.

I'm not gonna slap her cause she called the police for me just pushing her stupid ass.

"Fuck this shit"

I said as I got up walking away I opened the door walking towards my Impala.

"Don't even come back!!!!"

Tracey said yelling as she stood by the door then slamming it close.

I need that damn stripper I was talking to last night... What was her name?

Regina no no Re umm R-

Shit what's wrong with me she was fine as hell though caramel complexion fat ass juicy looking lips but she ain't even care about me when I walked in I mean I'm not trying to sound cocky but Im Eazy muthaphukkin Me

I drove over to Ruthless Records to go and write some shit as I walked in I saw my nigga Yella and Dresta we gave each other dap.

"What's up E"

Yella said as he put some beats on making me nod my head.

"Hold up let me freestyle over that shit"

I said as I got in the booth putting the headphones on.

"One and then comes the two to the motherfuckin' three

Then comes the Eazy to the other fuckin' E

Playin' niggas life like a puppet
And can't dance
But could touch it, so fuck it

Rappers want to diss I'm glad to see 'em
Cause I rip your fuckin' face outta magazineeeeee

O.G. gangsta leannnn

Now after I shit your face wipes that ass clean
Time to get tipsy

And don't want a bitch if she can't rub the balls like a gypsy
Who's all in?

Since you put yourself on my dick I put my nuts on your chin"

Yella cut the beat off as I looked up seeing him and Dresta laughing.

"Fuck is so funny?"

I said as they laughed more.

"Your face wipes that ass clean!"

Yella said coughing from laughing.

"Man whatever"

I said laughing as I got out the booth.

"I gotta go do some shit we'll finish that track later"

I said as I gave Dresta and Yella dap then walking out the studio towards my car.

I gotta go see her again and apologize

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