I heard a loud THUD in the livingroom , It woke me up from my deep sleep with no hesitation . I jumped up and ran into the half empty room , my mother and father laid shrung out of the floor ...."high of my damn product " . My father was trying to regain my mother out of her high daze , she laid nearly lifeless on the floor ..slightly drooling . I pushed my father out the way and picked her up . I laid her in the bathtub and ran the shower head over her till she woke up ... coughing and spitting out the water that fell into her mouth .
" DANIEL , what the hell is wrong with you ..have you lost your damn mind "
D: No , look ma you need to kick this habit you have ...I dont want to lose you to this
martha lifted her head to her son and sighed
M: I Said the same thing about you being in those streets , im getting high of your supply
D:You stole from my room .... dont make it seem like i sold it to you ..dont make it seem like that dope i slang out here aint putting food on the table . paying yo bills... when i brought that new gucci ..mac makeup , you were more than happy that I sold drugs , mayne whatever ...sit in this damn tub and die for all I care
daniel let his anger get the best of him ...but this image sicken him . He didnt want his parents to die , they're all he has . The shit they do ..the way they act ..He couldnt deal..
i need to get out and get this money man , tryna focus on this fuck shit when I need the paper the most ..... im gon' find a way out this hood ...ion give a fuck how ima do it
He got dressed in black skinny jeans that gave slack , he let them slightly sag showing his ralph lauren boxers . he put on a hoodie to hide his tattoos , if the police or a snitch saw atleast one of them , they would get his ass in trouble , he put on his grey 11s and grabbed his product . with that he left out the door , not even looking back , not even checking on his father or his half dead mother .... he was on a mission and didnt care about anything but that misson .
Hours Later
The dough was sold and I had a nice ass pocket full of money . My niggas ryan and chris were waiting for me on the block by the local liquor store . I walked up to them and gave them a dap and exchange of words
R: bruh i got this mission
C: This shit is gon' be nice
D: what ya'll niggas got in mind
Ryan licked his lips and rubbed his hands
R: we about to rob this liquor store
C: no doubt , you in
D: is it the money or that Gin
Daniel had a smile on his face ....money hungry , Ryan showed Them the gun that was going to be used and they plotted ...quickly but they plotted , once they knew what they had in their hands ... shit was ready to pop off
30 minutes later : they all became a nervous wreck
R: Niggaaaaaaa lets just do this , get this over with
They all looked at each other and ran in . Ryan aimed the gun in the old white mans face and barked at him for all the money in register ... daniel and chris rushed to the back and grabbed all they could get ......Then out of no where a voice come though the windows
GET OUT OF THE BULIDING NOW , PUT YOUR GUN DOWN
The Damn feds , old ass man probably called them while we were plottin' ... We all fell down to the floor ....then I heard a gun shot ...... everything went white ..... did my nigga get shot ...who got shot ....who..
Ryan ; August alsina
Chirs :Trey songz
Daniel :Chris brown
