Chapter 4 : Eric's POV

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Shit I can't believe she just disappeared. I ain't even treat her like a queen yesterday. I was busy checkin' out other chicks instead of her. As I'm all in deep thought I see my sister staring over at me. She looks concerned, like she always do.
"Eric, why are you crying?" She asks. "Maira's been kidnapped" I say with a stab through my heart. It's weird that a thug feels that way but who am I to fool. Erica can't know that I'm a thug. She'll be hurt. "You're joking right?" she says and I don't know if that's a question or a statement but somehow it irritates me, and her giggle makes it worse. "No I'm serious. Why would I be joking?". Seeing my serious expression - I think she had a rush down her spine cause she got all serious too - and she drops to her knees and starts weeping and mumbles words. I wasn't listenin' until I heard the words 'thug' and 'kidnapped' and I just went berserk. They must've been chilling with Haroon. I swear on our family name I hate that kid. I just look at her and wonder what they must've been doin' and I couldn't help but yell at her stupidity. "Why a thug tho? Have you guys been chilling with West Side Chillers? HOW MANY TIMES DO I GOTTA TELL Y'ALL TO STOP CHILLIN' WITH THUGS!!!" I sit down and think about what I just said. But gosh I am a fuckin' thug, shit! I'm gonna kill someone, I say softly then out loud but with ease. "I'm gonna kill someone". I pull out my glock up under the bed and drag my sister outside my room. I bet she's still shocked that I shouted at her. Well she deserves it. I warned her way too many times not to get involved with thugs. I know what it feels like and I just don't want her hurt. I shut the door hard as hell and call up my guys to meet up at skate park. When Tk pics up I begin :
"Yo Tk"
"Wsup homie"
"Meet up at at skate park in a few?"
"Gang, no gang?"
"Gang"
"You mean business"
"Hell yeah"
"Shit ayt"
He hangs up and I get into gear. When I walk outta my room I see my sis still out there. I hate treating her like shit but something just struck my nerve to say my last words in case I die tonight. "Go the fuck into your room and don't you dare leave the house". She does my first instruction but I bet she'll break the second one. I head downstares to get a stack of dollars. Don't ask why, it's none of your business. Well it might be. If you're a thug, you'd know why we carry stacks of cash. Just in case you're wonderin' where Skate Park at. Well if you know Port Elizabeth, then you'd know it's at Kings Beach.

I head out and hop into muh ride. I drive a golf. Very popular and most hijacked car in PE (I assume) . I love this ride though. As I'm driving, I just got into Summerstrand when I got a text from our neighbour Mrs Anne. She basically raised my sister and I. Anyway, the text read that Erica left the house. Shit! She just don't listen. I'm so fuckin' pissed that I have to take a U-turn 'cause I drove past the Skate Park. My fuckin' soul. Why did I have to have such a difficult twin?!

When I get to the driveway for parking space I see something and someone I hate with my whole life. Haroon in his ride talking with his guys. Ask me why I hate him? I can't tell you guys yet, but that's a huge problem child. I get out and greet my guys and I bet Haroon saw us so he pulled off heading dock side.

 I get out and greet my guys and I bet Haroon saw us so he pulled off heading dock side

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"Yo wsup homie" greeted Tk, "long time, what you been up to?". "Yo bro," I start off. "Muh shawty took off bro and I bet it's one of these thugs".

"You gotta be shittin' me bro you sure?" Muh homie T-man said

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"You gotta be shittin' me bro you sure?" Muh homie T-man said. "I wouldn't have called the team up if I was all jokes man don't play wimme". We head off to a bush place nearby 'cause we mean business for real and while we at it, to take the stress away we sniff some powder and fix us some pot. We call it the ganja spot. Only our spot. I'm guessing you wanna know what our Gang is called? Well it's nothing fancy and we're not famous but we're called 'Ride Or Die'. And that's my fam till the end. We discuss muh shawty's case.

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