*A/N: this is what Tyrone looks like*
Dwanye pov
Its trial time I pray that I won't go to jail
Dwanye: Tyrone I pray that we won't go to jail man
Tyrone: me ether good luck on your trial come here man
Dwanye: Im not gay nigga
Tyrone: nigga *pulls his shirt and bro hugs him* Ima miss you man if I go to jail
Dwanye: me too we've been boys since elementary school
Watch officer: Dwanye Jackson its time
Dwanye: bye nigga
Tyrone: *salutes*
In the courtroom
Dwanye:*walks in and sees taytay, dayday, Ashley and Britney *
Court officer: all rise for the honorable judge Brown
*everyone rises*
Judge Brown: sit down *sits * now Mr Jackson you've been found with a sack full of weed and hookah pens
Defense : your honor Mr. Jackson deserves to go to jail he's been dealing drugs for four years and has never been caught ...I would like to call Mr Jackson to the stand
Dwanye: *walks to the stand*
Defense: now Mr Jackson do you swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth
Dwanye: yes
Defense: good now when did you start selling drugs
Dwanye: after my baby brother was slaughtered I had to take care of my self
Defense: and why would you start selling drugs when you've could've gotten a regular job
Dwanye: because that's the life I chose I had no other way to get money both of my parents died in a plane crash after James was born
Defense: and who is James
Dwanye: my baby brother
Defense: okay so who is Tyrone do you know him
Dwanye: yes ive known him since elementary school we started selling in high school
Defense: so why did you decide to sell in the hood of Compton
Dwanye: that's where the money was at the time
Defense: no further questions your honor
Quince (dwanyes lawyer): I would like to call Britney Stone to the stand
Judge brown: miss Stone
*Britney walks up to the stand*
Quince: do you swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth
Britney: yes
Quince: okay ..miss stone what relationship do you have with Mr Jackson
Britney: I'm his girlfriend
Quince: lovely now is dwanye a good man
Britney: yes his sweet and he wouldn't hurt a fly
Quince: now tell me does Mr Jackson deal everyday
Britney: no
Quince: mhm and does he ever leave the house unannounced
Britney: no he always tells me he's leaving somewhere
