My father gave me a few simple rules. Rules that I have to follow in order to survive in this world of Gangs, Drugs and Rivals. I never thought of anybody of more than a stain on the rug. That's what I was taught. I was told to never let my guard down, To never find love, to defeat my rivals, to show no mercy and to forget all what my mother had told me about not being heartless. My father told me being heartless and not showing pain or suffrage was the only way people like us will make it in this world. My father's simple rules were all I could think about when I realized that I was breaking every single one. All for a boy name Blake. And I don't regret it at all. ~~~~~~ ON GOING ~~~~~~ Beautiful cover made by: -voidKlaus_All Rights Reserved