The Notorious Watts

It was the one time in my life where I almost lost myself in the world. As a human being we are all bound to make mistakes. But the mistake I made could've been prevented numerous amounts of times. But due to me being a coward and always trying to please someone by being a yes man one of my closest friends was killed. As I looked over his crown jewel from the balcony a club called "The Pearl". It began to rain and thunder while the wind slapped me in the face. It felt like it was him telling me I was the reason he died. Which in reality it  was my fault he died I knew what was coming and I failed to warn him. The man that died goes by the name of Andre Watts. Adored by so many people Watts was one of the biggest ballers in the city of Miami. He owned a string of nightclubs around the town, a couple of restaurants, and an apartment complex on 119th which he destroyed and reconstructed for the people who lived there for free! Even owning the Miami Heat and manages Lebron, Kobe, Paul, and KD. He was the 2nd wealthiest man in America right next to Dr. Dre the one who signed with apple for 3.2 billion dollars. Andre Watts came behind him with 2.9 billion dollars. He was the man everybody wanted to know. Its even rumored that he flew Beyonce out on his jet to treat he to a weekend at the Trump hotel. A month later she wounded up pregnant with Jay Z first born Blue Ivy. I had known him for only a short period amount of time. He was the definition of a "HUSLTER!" making his way from the ground up. You will learn his back story later. The question that probably lays on your mind is "Who am I?" Well I'm James Anderson a young man from South Dakota I lived in a small town named Livingston. Places where nothing really happens and the kids respect their parents who wake up go thru your week. I was about 5'11 dark skin had a nice high top a little peach fuzz on my chin. My week Monday thru Friday I went to school. On Wednesday I went to bible study and choir rehearsal because my mom was heavily influenced by God plus she was one of the best singers there. Saturday were dull as I would sit in the house alone and do my chores, read the bible front and back, and when my parents would fall asleep I sneak on the computer and watch and play games. I wasn't allowed to be on the internet until teachers started requiring typed assignments. They even had me use a type writer to do work until it broke and it cost to much to fix it. Then at the end if the week to church on Sunday. Where I would sing in the choir that was when I was happy being able to praise God with no worries. My mother would bring her heart out with her sweet angelic voice soft but then can be strong at times. I didn't have to worry about school and home I could just sing and concentrate on God.  But then my boring week would start all the way back over. I didn't get my first phone till I turned 17. My parents were strict on my life they worked for the county jail as correctional officers. They worked very hard for everything they had. I was very isolated from people when I was growing up. Only forced to talk to kids at church. When I was graduating high school was when I was exposed to the real world. Finally rebelling against my parents. When I left there house for college. That was when I did every single thing they told me not to do. I lost my virginity when I was 19 to a girl named Angela. She was alright big boobs nice ass wasn't all that but hey she was my first. I went to SDU (South Dakota University).I did drugs for the first time that year and almost killed myself. Smoking pot I thought I could fly and attempted to jump down 5 stories. The only thing that stopped me was me tripping and knocking myself out as I fell to the floor. I swore never to do it again. I guess that was the biggest lie I told. But when I turned 24 coming straight out of college. I was going to follow in my parents footsteps. But at the last minute I decided change had to happen. My cousin Brittany lived in Miami and was engaged to Lamar Miller star running back for the dolphins. She used to stay here but after her close encounter with death she left when she was 10. What happened was we were all playing by the river bank. It was a very could winter an  the ice was frozen. We always went to see her skate across the ice as we watched. She would glide across like she had complete balance.  When she fell in attempting to do a 360° jump. She tripped and fell onto the ice she basically opened a big hole that pushed her down the stream where there was still flowing water. Since her brother was only 9 and couldn't swim. Seeing her about to drown I dove into help at 8 years of age. I grabbed her with every ounce of strength in my body and grabbed onto this branch and pulled us out. That's when her parents thought she wasn't safe and moved her to Atlanta. After that day we became close and she swore she would pay me back. Now she offered me their two bedroom suite at the intercontinental hotel. Plus a job of being Lamar's personal manager. Which paid for everything I needed to maintain while living there. I couldn't let this opportunity go I told my mother and father and told her I was fleeing to a Miami. My mother cried saying "that’s the devils backyard" begging me to stay. But I had to resist the tears that went down her cheeks making her eyes red leaving her weeping. Packing my bags and took my Honda civic (1999) which was red deteriorating from rust and drove over 1,000 miles to Miami Florida. Where the rumor's of beautiful women, fast cars, money, and dreams became alive. I had heard so much about the place. When I arrived there on May 23, 2017 the rumors become real. From the texture and height of the palm trees. To the women walking half naked on the beach with no worry. Corvettes, Lamborghini's, and Porsche's zoomed down the street like fighter jets in the sky. It was so much excitement in the air. Even the houses looked superior and luxurious with the average family with a.dog. The music the people played had so much groove to it no Christianity in it but straight independence. As the woman moved their hips and clapped their thighs. I then knew that I had made it to heaven. I arrived at the luxurious hotel which had so much to offer. I gave valet the keys to my car and he looked over at it in disgust. Then he looked back at me looking up in down. That was then I noticed I didn't belong. Having a white beater and some ripped up Wrangler Jeans and some dirty air forces (sneakers) on. I look like a wanna be Wolverine with a this crazy beard. Thinking to myself I would look at me as if I was stupid too. I picked up my two duffle bags walking in the hotel. The floor was made out of marble granite. The walls filled with mirrors I could see myself in fifteen different angles. I walked up to the desk to a lady with red hair and short. She had a yellow skin tone she also looked at me confused as in why I was here. "Excuse me can I help you?" she said in a sassy tone smacking on a piece of gum. I was so nervous to even speak as I stumbled to get the words out of my mouth. "I'm James Anderson, Lamar and Brittany sent me here." I told her. "Ohhh Mr. Miller told me you would be coming". She started to type on the computer. She looked back up at me pulling out a card from under her desk. "Here is the room key to your room. If you need anything call me my extension is #302. Your room is on 31st floor. Room 312 is your room have a wonderful day and I will have some home bring up those bags. She looked them and but on. A fake smile lay across her face. "Thank you" I smiled and headed to the elevator. On my way you could see a crystal chandler. It shined bright as I struggled to even look at its beauty. Clicking the button I stood in a crowd full of people. One man wore a black suit with Gucci shades and what looked like a Rolex on his arm. He was talking with haste sounding like he was talking business. Then a lady and her kid about 4ft he had blonde hair staring down at an IPad that was the size of his head. The light reflected of his pale skin. While his Mom seemed to be in an argument with a man over the phone. I assumed it was the little boy’s father since she hollered about him not being around and never paying enough money to get them by. The elevator opened I walked inside to see that it had 32 buttons. Pressing the one that said 31 I leaned to the back watching over everybody. As the elevator shot up into the like it was launched by a slingshot going super-fast I became lightheaded form going so fast. I was the last one left in big elevator finally reaching my floor I stumbled out a little nauseated. I walked straight to my suite taking a long look at my key I notice it was different from the other keys the lady had. Mine was all gold with black writing I put it into the door to hear the click of the door and seeing the green light. I slowly opened the door to see what was next. Will it be different from South Dakota? Will I be ready? I walked in to see a suite that was as big as my house. A couch that was bigger than my bed at home. The kitchen had some of the best appliances ever. I walked over to the counter which had a bottle of Peach Ciroc with a note tied to it. I read the note it said