STRAIGHT OUTTA SOUTH CENTRAL (Eazy-E & N.W.A Story)

Chapter 23: Secret Abuse

Eazy offered a record deal to Michel'le and she accepted. As soon as we got back in the studio from tour we began helping her with her album, Dre's making these tracks for her and she has to write lyrics for them. We've been helping D.O.C too, his album is titled No One Can Do It Better. I really love his songs, he's a writer like me. Earlier N.W.A was on the set for his new music video for a song called The Doctor And The D.O.C, we are pretty much in a lot of the video. Eazy was acting like his crazy self being shirtless on camera.

"Cut!" The director yelled.

"I saw you over there staring at me," he smirked at me.

"1, I'm supposed to look at you cause that's what it says in the script. 'N.W.A bunches in a gang to get Eazy.'"

"Whatever, you were grinning."

"No I wasn't."

"I know, I know. I'm one sexy motherfucker."

"No I've seen better."

"Ain't nothin better than this baby."

"Quit calling me baby. And nigga button up your shirt, I don't wanna look at your bare chest."

Honestly I really wasn't grinning at him, me and the guys are supposed to stand in a group while he's chilling at the pool with a few girls around him. After all that we went to the studio to see Michel'le. Dre was pretty much cool with her having a record deal and being signed to Ruthless. I don't see why he wouldn't be though. Eventually I left and went to my brother's house to finish packing my stuff. I found my own place, it's a really nice big house. It's not one in Calabasas like how Eazy has his. I didn't get that much money like I thought I was going to, but at least I'm out the hood.

The Next Day

"Where is she Dre?" Eazy asked.

"I don't know!" He shouted.

"Look I didn't ask for the attitude nigga."

"Whatever man."

"You know where she is?" He asked me.

"No," I replied. "Maybe she's still upset from last night when you made Jerry drive her home." I glared at Dre. He got pissed off yesterday when Michel'le wrote this song talking about him being a liar and a cheater called No More Lies. She found some other woman's panties in their couch, so it led to her inspiration.

"Don't start T," Dre warned.

We heard the door open and Michel'le entered the room. She looked up at us with a sad look on her face. Everyone can see why she was late, why she looked so upset, and why she looked like she had been crying. She had a black eye.

"You're late," Dre scolded.

Michel'le just nodded and walked in the booth. Dre started the track and Michel'le began to sing.

I looked at Eazy and he had the exact shocked look on his face as I did.

"What the hell?" I mouthed.

"I don't know," he mouthed back.

"Why'd you stop?" Dre asked Michel'le. "I gave you this track a week ago, where is it?"

"Dre I just... I can't work like this," she trembled. "The hook ain't working."

"Well then make it work, you too stupid to do that?" Michel'le stared at him with fear in her eyes. "Sing the song stupid bitch!"

"Dre I can't."

He ran into the booth and started choking her. "You sing that shit. You sing it like you feel it or I'm gonna make you feel it when you get home."