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https://plus.google.com/108784606462410473398 Ethan Zhuang : 8 Mile Wasn't too pleasant of a day today, weather wise. I think I was actually abnormally nice today...
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Wasn't too pleasant of a day today, weather wise. I think I was actually abnormally nice today, I don't know, but I seemed a lot more happy today. Keeping up the good work. btw watched 8 mile again, awesome movie.
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Wasn't too pleasant of a day today, weather wise. I think I was actually abnormally nice today, I don't know, but I seemed a lot more happy today. Keeping up the good work. btw watched 8 mile again, awesome movie.
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https://plus.google.com/105332545467741226979 Kimberly Crawley : I've got my own rap for Eminem. My song's called Hypocrite. As you read my lyrics, imagine that Dr. ...
I've got my own rap for Eminem.
My song's called Hypocrite.
As you read my lyrics, imagine that Dr. Dre is dropping beats in the background, with +Azealia Banks​ as my "hype man."

Hypocrite
Lyrics by Kim Crawley

Shady, I'm as white as you
But I ain't a star
You wanna diss and screw
Took your career far

8 Mile poverty to big time luxury
D12 royalty, but ain't made a dime off me
Trailer park kid droppin' beats, but fuck, now you're over forty

You're a hypocrite, you fuckin' piece of shit
You dissed Moby as too old, Dre got you sold
Now you're middle age, knockin' girls Hailey's age
Stayin' in the limelight, trying to stay cool
Blastin' lil' girls who ain't yet finished high school

Iggy's damn fake, but she's still a kid
Now you're goin' on dreamin' 'bout her naked
You brag you wanna rape, rape, rapey rape
Get it on tape, hey ain't you great

Rape is no laughing matter, do you gather?
If a rapper wants to rape your Hailey, you'd make 'em go splatter
You're a hypocrite, you fuckin' piece of shit

"No, Mrs. Crawley," you tell me, "I'm Marshall Mathers,
Slim Shady's a persona, that's him who blathers!
It don't matter, he's fiction
I'm making' money, you bitchin'"

But you know 'bout Stan, you wrote that track
'Bout fans who take ya serious and then go wack
Rape culture hurts women and it hurts men too
It'll slap ya in the face if Hailey gets screwed

If in college, some frat boy drugs her drink
Rapes her like you wanna with Iggy... made ya think?
You sicken me. Say sorry to your daughter and the media, then think of me

Words have power, I know 'cuz I'm a writer
Thousands read me 'cuz I'm a fighter
Cyberwarfare, IT, computer attacks
Teachin' sysadmins how to fight back

Then to social media to spread the word
'Bout the bullshit in the world so fuckin' absurd
Poverty, hypocrisy, Wall Street greed
PhDs and single moms with mouths to feed
Politicians and banksters makin' people poor
I'll I've got is my words to even the score

Racism, homophobia, sexism
War in the world, Islamophobia, antisemitism
I write 'bout technology, make the world a better place
Paying my rent while provin' I'm more than a pretty face

You made it in hip hop in spite of your race
I work in STEM in spite of my gender
But I make so much less money makin' the world better

You're a multimillionaire middle aged man, but you're still an obnoxious teen
You're foolin' your "Stans" with your shit that's obscene

I'm an academic, but to you I'm some cunt
A feminist target for takin' your brunt
Buy me a ticket to Detroit, I'll show ya the drill
I'll rap battle you in your mansion and show you my skills

You can't bloody well tell me you haven't been warned
Prince said hell hath no fury like a woman scorned

Give Hailey a kiss for me
Tell her she's loved
She goes to college
Tell her to beware of

Young men who take Shady seriously
So they'd rape her deliriously
You can't fuckin' boo hoo to me
I'm an "SJW" you see

I take social responsibility seriously
You praise rape micheviously
But when it happens to your Hailey
Remember these words from Mrs. Crawley

Cuz you're a hypocrite, you fuckin' piece of shit


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Eminem Speaks About Original Version Of "Lose Yourself" Demo

Now we all remember the movie 8 Mile and the theme song throughout called “Lose Yourself” by Eminem, which appears to not be the original after he run across the scrapped version deciding to put it on his next album. In a recent interview Marshall Mathers…
Eminem Speaks About Original Version Of "Lose Yourself" Demo
Now we all remember the movie 8 Mile and the theme song throughout called "Lose Yourself" by Eminem, which appears to not be the original after he run across the scrapped version deciding to put it...
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Eminem and Paul Rosenberg sat down with Shade 45 for the SHADY XV Roundtable interview earlier tonight along with Reef, Mr. Porter and DJ Whoo Kid.

The two discussed celebrating 15 years of Shady Records, how and why they started a label, breaking superstars, old funny stories, why the 8 Mile movie and soundtrack were important, the Shady XV compilation album, why 50 Cent is special and unique, and much more. Listen to the one hour segment below.

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Eminem & Paul Rosenberg's SHADYXV Roundtable Interview Special On Shade 45

http://en.eminem.pro/eminem-paul-rosenberg-shady-xv-roundtable-on-shade-45.html

Eminem and Paul Rosenberg sat down with Shade 45 for the SHADY XV Roundtable interview earlier tonight along with Reef, Mr. Porter and DJ Whoo Kid.

The two discussed celebrating 15 years of Shady Records, how and why they started a label, breaking superstars, old funny stories, why the 8 Mile movie and soundtrack were important, the Shady XV compilation album, why 50 Cent is special and unique, and much more. Listen to the one hour segment below.

#Eminem #SHADYXV #SHADE45 #MrPorter #DJWhooKid.
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Eminem and Paul Rosenberg sat down with Shade 45 for the SHADY XV Roundtable interview earlier tonight along with Reef, Mr. Porter and DJ Whoo Kid.

The two discussed celebrating 15 years of Shady Records, how and why they started a label, breaking superstars, old funny stories, why the 8 Mile movie and soundtrack were important, the Shady XV compilation album, why 50 Cent is special and unique, and much more. Listen to the one hour segment below.

#Eminem #SHADYXV #SHADE45 #MrPorter #DJWhooKid.
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Eminem & Paul Rosenberg's SHADYXV Roundtable Interview Special On Shade 45

http://en.eminem.pro/eminem-paul-rosenberg-shady-xv-roundtable-on-shade-45.html

Eminem and Paul Rosenberg sat down with Shade 45 for the SHADY XV Roundtable interview earlier tonight along with Reef, Mr. Porter and DJ Whoo Kid.

The two discussed celebrating 15 years of Shady Records, how and why they started a label, breaking superstars, old funny stories, why the 8 Mile movie and soundtrack were important, the Shady XV compilation album, why 50 Cent is special and unique, and much more. Listen to the one hour segment below.

#Eminem #SHADYXV #SHADE45 #MrPorter #DJWhooKid.
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http://en.eminem.pro/eminem-paul-rosenberg-shady-xv-roundtable-on-shade-45.html

Eminem and Paul Rosenberg sat down with Shade 45 for the SHADY XV Roundtable interview earlier tonight along with Reef, Mr. Porter and DJ Whoo Kid.

The two discussed celebrating 15 years of Shady Records, how and why they started a label, breaking superstars, old funny stories, why the 8 Mile movie and soundtrack were important, the Shady XV compilation album, why 50 Cent is special and unique, and much more. Listen to the one hour segment below.

#Eminem #SHADYXV #SHADE45 #MrPorter #DJWhooKid.
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Eminem & Paul Rosenberg's SHADYXV Roundtable Interview Special On Shade 45

http://en.eminem.pro/eminem-paul-rosenberg-shady-xv-roundtable-on-shade-45.html

Eminem and Paul Rosenberg sat down with Shade 45 for the SHADY XV Roundtable interview earlier tonight along with Reef, Mr. Porter and DJ Whoo Kid.

The two discussed celebrating 15 years of Shady Records, how and why they started a label, breaking superstars, old funny stories, why the 8 Mile movie and soundtrack were important, the Shady XV compilation album, why 50 Cent is special and unique, and much more. Listen to the one hour segment below.

#Eminem #SHADYXV #SHADE45 #MrPorter #DJWhooKid.
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https://plus.google.com/109074543149431638532 Smokey McPot : CHAPTER 1 2014 A strange smell comes from a small, grimey, abandoned house on Dayton Street. "Damn! ...
CHAPTER 1
2014
A strange smell comes from a small, grimey, abandoned house on Dayton Street. "Damn! This shit strong bro! Put the gas masks." Doughboy says to Daryl.
"Don't wanna become like mom now do you Bryan?" Daryl says jokingly.
"Nope, why do you wanna be a meth head hooker?" Doughboy came back.
"Always" Daryl says before they put their gas masks on to finish cooking a batch.

Two hours later they were done their and went their seperate ways. Cops was always looking out for when Daryl leaves and Doughboy stays the night at the meth house with Ak-47 to his left, 44 in his lap, an AR-15 to his right next to the KG-9. It takes 24 hours for their batch worth $50,000 to be ready.

1994
Bryan Jackson, a white boy from Flint, Michigan was born on September 30, 1990 into a broken home. Little Bryan was a premature baby, born at 7 months because his mom's crack use. Ashlee Jackson was 16 when she gave birth to her first son Daryl. He was lucky to be born on his due date instead of emergency c section.

Bryan was born 8 years after his older brother Daryl. Little Bryan was in an incubator so he could develop for his last 2 months. His mother was put in rehab while her son finished developing. The state put Daryl in a group home until his mom got "clean". Ashlee was released from rehab and went to get Bryan and Daryl . First thing after that they all went to Ashlee's dealers house where Daryl took care of Little Bryan, while Ashlee got baked.

Ashlee was always out having sex for cash, thats why their were plenty of times Bryan was left home alone as a toddler, she was always either having sex or out somewhere, out of her mind. Daryl took him to his friend Ray's house where they smoked and drank sometimes. Daryl and Ray left Bryan with Ray's sister who was 10 He went hours or even days wearing the same dirty diaper and always crying because he was all alone.

By the time Daryl was 10 he was brought in by street gangs where he started slinging. He started off small, selling pot to his classmates, but he wasn't in school long. Then he realized he wasn't making much money in the loud business so he shifted to crack cocaine.

They had no permanent home since his mama's money went to meth, she did her own thing and didn't always know where her babies were. Daryl took Bryan wherever he went, and Daryl always got in a lot of trouble, so Bryan was born in a world of violence.

Chapter 2

"You kid's sit on this porch and stay out of trouble" says a mom who's about to go down on her kid's new 'special uncle'.
Door shuts and locks
"What y'all tryna get into?" A 12 year old boy asks his 11 year old half-brother
"Trouble"
"I guess that's what we're into then" the older boy says.
Both boy's walk around Flint streets looking for the perfect lick (robbery or money making opportunity).
"Man look it's Daryl he's a dealer let's jump his ass and take that shit!" The older boy suggests, so the younger boy and him approach him slowly from behind.

Suddenly Daryl turns around and pulls out a pistol, starts shooting at both kid's who were running toward him. Purposely missing though, he wasn't trying to kill no one, but he would.

"Get the fuck outta here before I kill you!" He yells while emptying his clip into the snow.

Daryl grabs his baby brother and runs as fast as possible away from their just incase cops showed up, of course they didn't though.

Daryl was 10 years old with a Beretta. It sounds really terrible but it's really normal for someone raised by the streets.

Kid's around the neiborhood sooned spreaded the word that Daryl was strapped. So he had tons of street cred.

2 years later.

"Lil man!"

Daryl hears yelling to him and it's Oc. One of the neighborhoods teenage thugs. Of course Oc's swagged up Red Polo Shirt, black Tru Religions, Gucci Belt, and of course the red J's and Red Hat.

"What's up?" Daryl replied cautiously.

"You wanna be a Piru? We can make you rich."

"I don't know man I got a squad"

"You ain't got no squad! Them little dudes you hang out with ain't a squad. We get money just like you"

"I'm good on my own"

"It's either you're with us or against us."

Now that he put it that way Daryl really had no choice unless he wanted him and his brother dead or jumped.

It probably would have been good for him since he had no family but in Flint their ain't any OG's so its just a bunch of crazy young dudes running around.

Daryl and Bryan went to a dark alleyway where Daryl fought 5 bloods. It's called getting jumped in.

"You know what happens now right?" The leader Trey asked

Daryl nods in fighting stance.

First up to fight Daryl was 13 year old Jay. Daryl blocks his punches and hits him with some left right hook combo's scarring him up pretty good.

Next up is 14 year old Dre. Of course Daryl beat him, he beat the next 3.

Now it's the last one Tyris. Daryl hits him with an uppercut instantly knocking him out. Daryl was a 10 year old grown man.

After he joined the bloods his whole life changed.

Him and all his new squad were a bunch of crazy young guys with only one thing on their mind. Money Money Money!

Only thing that changed was they all shared, if they hit a lick or something like that everyone gets a cut. Money also brings greed, and greed brings unloyalty.

Chapter 3

Daryl is really starting to like being a piru. He finally gets the sense of family he never had before, other than his brother of course.

Tyris brings something up with Daryl while they were smoking a blunt.

"Bro, their are these guys around the way selling Chrystal, and I'm talking hella drugs here like 2 pounds." Tyris suggests.

"I don't know man I'm not tryna catch a body, you know they strapped." Daryl hesitates.

"Don't be a bitch, no one in this town messes with the blood gang." Trey butted in. "We got choppers man, they won't be dumb enough to try something stupid."

"Okay, we need a plan though, where do they live?"

"Over on MLK." Tyris replied.

"Let's scope it out." Daryl suggested.

"No just act like you're a customer" Tyris wanted Daryl to do it.

"No! Not me I'm 12 years old do you really expect them to believe I want Chrystal?" Daryl said smart-assly.

"They'll know me" Trey stated.

"Have a thot go flirt with them and see what they got" Tyris suggests

"Okay I'll go talk to Te-Te." Or course Trey wants to talk to Te-Te, one of his baby momma's.

"What's up girl?"

"*smacks lips* What you want Trey!?" She said loud and ratchet.

"Why you gotta have an attitude?" Trey replies.

"Why didn't you buy that weave I asked you for?"

"I'm broke, that's why I need to talk to you, you know that house over on the corner of MLK?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I need you to go talk to them and see if they got crystal."

"What's in it for me?"

"You get to live." Trey replies coldly.

"Okay.. I'll show them a good time too"

Trey shakes his head as she walks away, thinking 'god why did I ever even touch her?'

Trey really messed up trusting Te-Te to do that. He didn't realize that Te-Te is a set up chick, so it's probably about to get ugly…

Chapter 4

Knocks on door

"BOBBY, BOBBY!"

Bobby hears some rat out on his porch yelling.

"What the hell do you want Te-Te?" The dealer asks irritatingly.

"The bloods plan on sticking y'all up its 3 guys and a kid they plan on taking you're work." Te-Te says looking for cash.

"Shit, Go back to them and tell them to move forward we have enough product to make them rich, and tell them you didn't see any guns." Bobby says while handing Te-Te a couple hundred.

"Okay Papi"
Te-Te walks away.
Door Slams

"JOHNNY, BEN ARM UP WE GONNA CATCH SOME BODIES TONIGHT. "

Back on the bloods street
Te-Te walks up to Daryl, Trey, and Tyris.

"They some white boys tryna get rich, I went over their and went down on them I saw 2 huge bags of crystal and no guns"

"Thank you Te-Te"

Trey hugs his baby mom and kisses her on the forehead and she walks away.

"I don't believe her, she don't look like someone we can trust." Tyris said to Trey

"She ain't, we can't trust her, we need more people cause she setting us up call Marquez and Danny and have them bring some choppers at 12 we do it."

12 hours later Trey, Tyris, Daryl, Marquez, and Danny were loading their weapons and plotting.

"Okay so me and Tyris kick in the front door while Marquez, Danny, and Daryl sneak in through the back so they have the advantage. Trey has a glock, Tyris has a 12 guage, Daryl has his Beretta, Marquez has an AK, and Danny has a M4A1.

The 5 of them watch the house and its quiet, for now. Tyris and Trey walk up to the door and wait a minute for the 3 of them to get into the house. Trey puts huts ear to the front door.. and BANG! A bullet goes through the door and into Trey's head. Tyris open fires into the door when he goes to reload the door opens and he is shot six times.

"We got to help them!" Danny insists.

"Shh! They're dead and the dealers think its over lets just stay quiet and get what we came for" Daryl says determined to get a check.

"You are one crazy kid, I like it let's go." Danny says while cocks back the M4.

They turn a cornor and suddenly a couple huge pitbulls run to them.

Woof woof
ferociously barks the pits.

Bang! Bang!

"Sorry about that guys" Daryl says after he shoots both dogs that came at them in the head.

Marquez and Danny kick in the door and start shooting. Daryl shoots bobby in the middle of the forehead, Marquez hits Johnny in the leg kicking his gun away. Suddenly Ben comes out to the bathroom with a machete and Daryl shoots him in the chest before he got Danny.

Johnny was still alive.

Danny pulled out his pistol and puts it to Johnny's forehead.

"Where's the meth?" Danny demands.

"Pull the trigger" Johnny won't give it to them.

BANG!

Blood all over the house, the three of them tearing thro the house, putting holes in walls all of that.

"Aye, over here!" Daryl yells and he's holding 2 huge bags of clear crystal meth.

"Let's go!"

Marquez goes into a room and opens a closet door. He looks down and sees a duffle bag full of money. He started thinking about how much of a cut he's gonna get and it's not enough for him. Greed is creating a snake…

Back in the hood Daryl, Danny, and Marquez are going through their score. Four year old Bryan was also there.

"We got 2 pounds, we're splitting it into fives, we're gonna send Trey and Tyris' family their cuts." Danny declared.

"Fuck you mean their dead we're giving his parents money!? For what!?" Marquez said pissed.

"Trey and Tyris died for us!" Daryl argued "The least we can do is look after their families." Daryl was with Danny on this one.

"Trey momma just lost her son, I grew up with Trey. I ate scraps at his dinner table and his momma never said no to me eating with them even though they didn't have much, I'm looking out for her and if you don't like it walk away and hit a different lick and get yourself killed." Danny opened up and was pissed his like-brother was killed.

"It's charity, and they didn't do nothing so they get nothing" Marquez said coldly.

Danny just gives him a dirty look and punches him in the jaw.

Marquez went into a rage and retaliated with a Right and Left hook, Danny also went into a rage and suddenly theirs a huge fight. Daryl was holding Bryan and Bryan started crying.

Daryl sets Bryan down and goes to break it up but they were fighting like savages.

In Marquez's head suddenly everything goes black, Marquez has Danny pinned down on the ground. Marquez bites Danny's ear off. The scene is inhumane, the brutality of animals. Blood squirted all over like a fountain. Danny is seizing and eventually died from blood loss.

"No!!!" Daryl yells pulling out his gun.

"You gonna shoot me?" He asks with blood all over his face, he lost his insanity.

Marquez starts to walk toward Daryl so he pulls the trigger.

Walls are splattered with red. The gang was torn apart from the inside, Daryl and Little Bryan standing their, children, covered in blood.

Daryl broke a tear. 12 year old Daryl and 4 year old Bryan are in a bloody horror no child should ever be in.

Chapter 5

Daryl takes a minute to process this moment, he just shot one of his 'family members' and another one of his family members was lying on the floor drained of his blood and has no ear.

Daryl hears police sirens so he grabs Bryan picks up a duffle bag he thought had the drugs in it.

He covers his hand with his sleeve to prevent giving off prints and leaves out the back.

Once to safety, Daryl cleans himself and Bryan then opens the duffle bag he took from Marquez' house.

"Huh?"

Daryl has never been so amazed before in his life. A duffle bag full of money. Daryl is smart enough to realize the money was found at the dealers house and Marquez was trying to hold out on them. Their was also a semi-automatic Uzi.

"I guess he deserved it then" he says sarcastically as he stashes his baretta and shuts the duffle bag.

Daryl pulls his little brother too the side after cleaning up.

"Bryan, you need to remember, no matter what you see, what you do, or no matter how cold things get, don't EVER talk to the police, you understand?" Daryl passes on the lesson the streets taught him, never snitch.

Bryan nods in understanding.

"The rule is snitches are bitches who get put in ditches. It's sad but true. You need to understand that."

Daryl hugs his brother and they have a good brotherly moment.

"Daryl Jackson?"

Daryl turns around.

Daryl turns around and sees a cop.

"What do you want" Daryl asks.

"I'm Officer Jerry Brown, you're mother is Ashlee Jackson, am I right?"

"Yes?" He says

Officer Brown gets on one knee so he's on Daryl's eye level.

"Son, I'm sorry to inform you, but we've found you're mom murdered." Officer Brown says to the boy sadly.

Daryl just stands there. Almost in tears, but thugs barely cry. He barely saw his mother and now he's never gonna see her again.

"What happens now?" Daryl asks.

"Well we're gonna take you guys downtown and see if we can't find you're next of kin. Do you know of any family members willing to take you and your brother in?"

Daryl thinks for a minute.

"My uncle Jack in Detroit" Daryl replies knowing his Uncle is part of a big time drug ring.

"Okay we'll check all that out at the station. Wanna put you're bag in the trunk?" Officer Brown asks

"Yeah"

The officer walks around the car and gets in the seat and pops the trunk.

Daryl drops his bag in the trunk and Daryl gets in the car and they go.

"Dispatch, we have a possible homocide on 152 east Myrtle Ave. Caller described baby crying then a gunshot then a few seconds later a single gunshot. Units available please respond."

"Jesus, thats just a short walk away from where we found these kids, what if they were to get hurt?" Officer Brown comments.

"This city is depressing" his partner responds.

"You guys wouldn't know anything about that would you?" Officer Brown says jokingly.

"No, sir. I heard the shot thought." Daryl was a good liar.

When they got downtown Daryl started to get worried about his little brother. When they reached to police department Daryl grabbed Bryan's hand and they got out of the car.

"I'll pop the trunk for you to put you're bag away." Officer Brown said.

"Thank You" Daryl told the officer.

He grabbed the bag and his brothers hand as they walk into a building full of cops with $10,000 cash and a gun.

"Take a seat and we'll let you know whats gonna happen." The officer points to a waiting area. Where other kids were.

"FUCK THE POLICE!!!! FREE TYREE!!!!! REAL GANGSTA'S CAN'T BE HELD DOWN!!!!!" The kids hear that yelling of a young man wearing blue gang colors and wearing a white T-Shirt that says 'Free TP' in big blue letters.

He was dragged off in cuffs in front of Daryl and Bryan.

20 minutes later a lady cop comes out.

"We've called you're uncle, he's agreed to take part time custody. He's coming from Detroit to get you, he'll be here in an hour. Until then we're going to take you to our juvenile ward." The officer said leading Daryl and Bryan upstairs into a room with toys, something Daryl never had before so he had no interest in them, Bryan didn't seem to either.

About an hour and a half passes then a police officer leads their Uncle Jack into their.

Jack has his black hair slid back with jell, and he had on tons of versace. On his left wrist was Gold Rolex and around his kneck was a 14k Gold chain.
"Hey boys, I haven't seen you guys since you were babies!" The Guido looking man said as he went to hug the boys.

"I don't know you like that man." Daryl said backing up.

"Fair enough. You guy's ready?" Jack asks.

"We have nothing to get ready" Daryl states. "Let's just get out of here." Daryl says anxious to get out of the cop station.

"You can take the boys just come sign some papers." The police officer pulled Jack to her desk.

"Okay boys lets go. Want me to carry you're bag?" Jack says holding his hand out.

"I've got it." Daryl says turning to walk away.

The three of them walked Daryl holding Little Bryan and carrying his money bag.

When they got to the parking lot Dartl follows Jack.

"Okay boys here's my-our car" Jack says coming up to the Cadillac with spinners.

Jack either looks like a rich Italian guy with tons of money, but he's no father.

In the car Jack and Daryl in the front seat and Bryan in a car seat for once.

"So.. how was you're mom" Jack asks trying to sound concerned about how his little sister sister was before her murder.

"I haven't seen my mom for the past 3-4 months." Daryl says dazing out the car window with his walkman on and earbuds in.

"Take that shit out of your ear I need to talk to you." Jack says concerned about how the boys were brought up.

"I know you never had a father, sadly Ashlee never settled with men she didn't know who you're dad was of even Bryan's. She was always messed up. Flint, it's a cold city and so is Detroit. I'm sure you're aware of what I do for a living. I sell heroin. I make my money how I need to and I keep food on my table. I live in a very cold- hearted city. Detroit is worse than Flint and its not hard to fall to these streets especially you being so young and independent." Jack actually was concerned and he understood the struggle Daryl had.

"You have no clue how independent I am." Daryl unbuckles his seat belt and reaches in the back seat and grabs the heavy duffle bag.

Daryl unzips it and shows his uncle a bag full of racks of 20s, 50s, and even 100s, with his 9mm and Uzi sitting in the middle of all that cash.

"I see, you make money from the streets. I was raised in Flint, I hustled too but I never saw that much money at you're age." Jack says impressed of his nephew's achievement.

"But I wasn't raised by anyone, I was raised by these streets." Daryl states coldly.

They keep driving.

"Do you go to school?" Jack asks.

"Nope, not for two years." Daryl replies.

"Okay, you're twelve so what grade would you be in if you went to school?"

"Seventh grade"

"Okay, I have friends on the board for Detroit Public Schools, she'll get you put into South Detroit Academy."

"I don't want to go to school." Daryl argues.

"Look, if you don't go to school, the state is going to get on my ass for truancy, I don't need that heat now. You're clearly a grown little man and I won't try and stop you but you need to at least go to school until you're old enough to decide if you want to go anymore or not you understand?"

Daryl nods in understanding.

"Another thing is you do not disrespect my household. My rules are my rules."

"Okay." Daryl accepts as they pull into Detroit city limits.

"Welcome to Detroit" Jack says as they pass a sign, 'Exit 14 7 Mile Road' where they get off. The house is on Cambridge ave.

On Cambridge ave nearby 7 mile their aren't many differences between this street and his old street.

Same vibe, slums, abandoned houses, plots of land, crack fiends and hustlers who get money all over the streets.

Daryl and Bryan didn't have to adapt much, besides the fact besides the cash their sitting on they starting all over again.

"Here we are." Jack says as they pull into a driveway.

The house was nothing special. It was nice but you can tell the neiborhood vibe by the bars on the windows and doors with double locks.

"You live by yourself? Daryl asks walking up to the front door.

"I did, but not anymore. It's kind of a big house each of you have you're own bedroom. Nothing in them yet but I'm gonna go to art van and get you guys some furniture." Jack says unlocking the three locks.

"Wait here I need to take the dogs outside, they aren't very friendly." Jack says shutting the doog behind them.

Daryl sits on the porch with his brother.

"Think we'll be okay here?" Bryan asks his older brother.

"It don't matter where we are, we're always gonna be good. As long as we have each other, we'll be good anywhere." Daryl puts his arm around his little brothers shoulder.

"I love you bro" Daryl says to his little brother.

"Love you too" Bryan is embraced by his older brother who raised him.

Bryan and Daryl sit on the porch of his uncle's house. In a whole new town, new scenery, and new people.

Daryl and Bryan realize, they might have everything swiched up alot, but no matter what their lifestyle will never change. They were born outlaws, all they really need is each other.

Chapter 6

"All good, the dogs are in the back, it'll take a little more than a couple months for him to get comfortable with you. Please, come in" Jack says pointing the kids into his house.

When you walk in the first thing Daryl saw was his uncle's AR with a beam on it.

"You guys can pick out you're rooms, we're about to go cash out on furniture for you." Jack says to his nephew's.

"I'll pay for it all don't worry about it." Daryl says, he's not much of a type to take help from anyone.

"No I'll pay for it, save that money for a rainy day, don't worry I can afford it." Jack responds pulling out his 'pocket change' a stack of $100 bills.

"I want the room with the big closet" Daryl tells his brother.

"Fair enough." Bryan doesn't really care anyway.

Daryl looks around his new room. He puts his bag down and looks around. He unzips the duffle bag, he looks down and just stares at the money and guns.

He zips it back up and puts it in his closet then he walks out, shutting the door behind him.

"Ready?" Jack asks Daryl.

"Yeah let's go" Daryl responds.

Daryl gets in the car sitting shotgun next to hus uncle.

"Can we go buy some new clothes first?" Daryl asks as they pull out.

"Yeah what kind?" Jack asks curiously.

"The expensive kind." Daryl replies.

"That's the only kind I know of" Jack replies as the three of them pull off.

Daryl hands Jack a stack of 20s.

"That should covor the clothes."

"I already told you I'm buying" Jack refuses.

"You told me you were buying the furniture, not the clothes. No one takes care of me I take care of myself I don't even want to accept that." Daryl insists. "Consider it rent money if you want to"

Jack hesitates but grabs the money anyway.

"Thank you." Daryl thanks his uncle for the support.

"How about we just go to the mall we can get you whatever you want there."

"Sounds good" Daryl replies.

"Sounds like fun!" Bryan agrees.

At the mall they spent about $5,000 on clothes for the both of them.

They felt rich leaving the mall with so many bags they probably weighed more than Bryan.

Getting in the Caddy with bags full of children's Coogi, Gucci, Louie, Air Jordan's, et cetera.

They stop at the house where the kids shower and change out of the clothes that they wore a month straight.

They went to the furniture department where they order a King size bed for 12 year old Daryl and a double bed for 4 year old Bryan. Plus a set of dressers and desks.

The furniture was gonna be delivered the following day by movers. When they got back to the house the boys went straight to sleep because it was already 11 pm.

That night Daryl and Bryan slept on the living room floor, more comfortable than they've ever been before.

As they layed down they said their prayers together.

"As I lay down to go to sleep, I pray to the lord ny soul to keep, if I die before I wake I pray the lord my soul to take, Amen." Daryl and Bryan say together as they always have.

When they tried to go to sleep, Bryan has some questions for Daryl.

"Daryl, do you think we're gonna be safe here?" His little brother asks him with his head on his pillow looking at his brother on the other side of the room.

"As long as we have each other brother." Daryl replies.

"Will anything change?" Bryan asks.

"No, this is our lifestyle." Daryl says turning around to go to sleep. With his head of his duffle had of money using it as a pillow.

Chapter 7

The following morning the movers dropped off the beds and furniture.

For the first time in their lives Daryl and Bryan had their own bedrooms and their own beds.

Daryl had a couple empty shoe boxes for him to put hus money in.

Daryl empties the cash and puts it in a shoe box, he also puts his Uzi and 9mm in it. He stuffs it under his bed.

Jack brings in a money counter.

"This might come to some good use, so it's quite simple, you put you're money in this end, and it comes out this end, it accurately counts you're money for you. Keep you're money in that box." Jack says.

Daryl runs the money counter.

Daryl's final money count is $150,000.

The next day Bryan starts pre-k and Daryl starts Junior High.

Daryl hugs his brother before he goes off to his first day of school.

Daryl showed up to his school with $500 and about 8 grams of kush to sell. Daryl had his uncle buy the weed for $50 and Daryl sells it all for $80.

Daryl was already known as a dealer at his new school, from his first day.

"Hey, kid." Some group of kids walk up to Daryl.

"What?" Daryl replies hostile like.

"Where you from?" One of the kid's ask.

"Flint Town, somewhere you probably don't know about." Daryl replies.

"I'll be damned my cousin Tyris lived there, until he was killed." The same kid says.

"Tyris Jones?" Daryl curiously responds.

"Yeah you knew him?" The kid asks.

"Knew him, Tyris was like my brother we were both pirus."

"Well I'm Jimmy. I'm 16." Daryl shakes his hand.

"You stay by 7 mile?" Jimmy asks him.

"Yeah, I stay on Cambridge." Daryl replies.

"Wanna roll together? Do you smoke?" Jimmy asks.

"Every once and a while, I got loud kush for sale."

"Man let's hang out afterschool you know where the spot is at?" Jimmy asks Daryl.

"Nah man I've only lived here a couple days"

"Well you rode my bus so I'll show you." Jimmy replies.

"Alright man sounds good"

They shake up then go their separate ways.

After school Daryl got off the bus at a different bus stop, with Jimmy. They go to an apartment complex over by the bus stop.

"This it?" Daryl asks.

"Yeah" Jimmy replies.

click clack

Daryl hears a gun hammer cocking back and pointing at his head.

"Don't move shit-head." Jimmy says as he pulls a gun out and orders Daryl to empty his pockets. They take his $570 and his last gram of weed.

"You're dead" Daryl says coldly.

"Shut up" Jimmy says as he and his accomplice run away with Daryl's money.

"Shit." Daryl says as they runs away.

Daryl walks home where he goes straight to his room and grabs his pistol.

He puts on his coat and leaves again.

As he walks down the road he's looking for Jimmy.

He goes to 7 mile, as he walks down the road a couple of guys scared him, so out of instinct he pulled out his pistol.

A group of 17-18 year olds were impressed by how he was on his toes.

"Damn, kid sorry but you're new, we have to ask where you're from" the leader asks Daryl while Daryl has the pistol pointed at his face.

"Flint, I'm looking for someone can you help?" Daryl asks with the gun still half way raised.

"Who are you looking for?" The leader asks.

"His name is Jimmy, he stole $570 and some of my weed." Daryl replies.

"Man I know that little stick up boy, he stay over by Forrer Street, I know where he stay and everything. We can help you find this asshole if you want." the leader asks Daryl.

"I'd appreciate it. Let's go right now." Daryl insists. "Who are you?"

"I'm Chris, leader of The 7 Mile Niners, our gang." Chris replied.

Chris was tall, black, and had a high top fade. He didn't act thuggish but you could tell he hustled and got money.

They walked over to his house of Forrer street.

It was his mom's house so they knocked on the door and quickly moved so no one could see him through the peep hole.

The door opened then they quickly pulled out their guns and ran in the house, pointing the gun to his mom's head.

Quickly Jimmy ran out to help his mom and he had no gun so he was quickly over powered by the gang.

"Nice to see you again Jimmy." Daryl says as niner pointed guns at Jimmy's head as he's knealed on the ground with guns pointing at hus head.

"I appriciate how you wanted to get to know me, and well you did. I am Daryl Jackson and I participated in a robbery with you're cousin Tyris and some other guys from our gang and you're cousin got killed. Now I'm sitting here in front of ny dead friends cousin wondering, should I kill you for robbing me or let yoy go. I don't know hard decision." Daryl says

"I think I'll just scar you for life to send a message." Daryl says as he pulls out a pocket knife.

Daryl then walks around Jimmy and cuts from his mouth to his chin creating a frown that will always be on his face.

They them let the mother up and she tends to the 16 year old stick up boy who's just been cut on his face, scarred for life.

"Damn that was bad ass! Want to be a niner? You'll be like a made man." Chris says as they leave Jimmy's house.

"I guess, I do need a squad living in these streets."

"True, true you need to be initiated. I'll talk to our peader about initiating you in." Chris then leaves and says he'll be in touch.

Chapter 8

Daryl is at his house laying in bed, thinking.

He isn't one hundred percent sure he wants to be into another gang because of the horrors that came out of the last gang he was in.

But Detroit is a cold-hearted city and going through it alone is not an option.

Phone Rings

"Hello" Daryl says.

"It's Chris, if you want to join the niners we need you to do something for us."

"What exactly do you want me to do?"

"My boss needs you to ice a snitch for us."

"Who and where can I find them"

"He lives on a house off of 8 mile, he's their now, you take care of this for us and you're in."

"Okay" Daryl says before he hangs up.

Daryl grabs his Beretta and catches a bus to 8 mile.

He finds the house he was told about and he puts on his mask and waits outside.

He was told he was tall, skinny, and 19.

A guy matching the description comes outside and Daryl is 99% sure its him so he runs out.

Bang! Bang!

Daryl shoots the snitch 2 times in the chest in broad daylight in Detroit at 6 o'clock PM.

Daryl gets all the way home and he is out of his breath. As he stops to catch his breath. Chris comes up.

"Nice job, we need more young men like you. Reliable, did a very good job. You're in, come with me" Daryl says leading Daryl to a building on west 7 Mile

The building was an old bar. The niners whrre known to work out of their. The niners gang color was green.

Chris opens a door and loud rap music is playing.

The front room of it looked like a strip club. Beautiful woman were dancing on poles in cages (they weren't prisoners they just were always in the cages when they were dancing) their was also a bar full of alchohol.

Chris went through a door which led down a hallway which at the end of was an office.

Chris led Daryl to that office to meet the leader, Jason.

Jason was a huge intimidating man. He has dreads, and is wearing a suit and tie. He sits behind a desk that has a couple bricks of cocaine, a few racks of cash, and a 50 cal desert eagle sitting on it.

"Hi young man have a seat. A young killer, just like I was. I like it. I think you can be a very valuable member to our group. We all share a mission, that mission is money. All niners earn however they want, but when it comes down too it we all need each other. We all work together to keep ourselves going. As a niner you understand if we need you we need you so you need to be there, and if you need us we'll always be their for you. We're a team, do you want to join our team?" Jason seems to really want Daryl with them.

"Yes" Daryl responds clearly.

"Okay, we need the gun you used to kill him so we can dispose of it. In place of that gun you can have this."

Jason hands Daryl the 50 cal.

"Damn that's heavy!"

They all laugh.

"That baby ain't to big for you is she?" Jason asks numerously.

"No she's beautiful." He says holding the 50 caliber pistol.

"Welcome to the Niners" Jason says holding his hand out to give Daryl a handshake.

Daryl shakes his hand and suddenly Daryl just became a gang member again.

A new life was guaranteed for Daryl and his luttle brother.

Daryl was now a made man, 12 years old and untouchable in Detroit. If anyone pissed off Daryl he could put a tag on their head, easy.

"Daryl, can you feed the dog I'm taking Bryan to school."

"Yeah Uncle Jack." Daryl grabs the bag of dog food and feed their pitbulls.

After Jack left Daryl grabs a pack of blunts and rolls up a blunt. He goes out on the porch to smoke it.

"Daryl!" Yells KG.

"What's up KG?" Daryl asks KG a Niner Pimp.

"Got any weed?" KG asks Daryl.

"I got you, how much you need?" Daryl asks.

"A quarter" KG says.

Okay I'll go weigh it up. Daryl goes in the house and grabs his bag and his scale. He weighs up 7.0 on the scale and gives it to KG for $60.

"So what's been up kid?" KG asks as he smells the kush.

"Nothing much, making money same old shit. " he says as he hits his blunt.

"Why don't you come down to the brothel sometime, get you some?" KG asks.

"I can get my own, thanks though." Daryl says while passing the blunt to KG.

"Of course young brother. How's everything been overall?" KG asks.

"For once everything going alright. No one's stupid enough to rob, the work been good, and most of all my little brother is safe." Daryl replies.

"That's what's most important bro. Family, family over everything."

"Alright, bro" they shake hands and KG walks away. Daryl still sits up on his porch to finish his blunt before he goes to school

At school Daryl knew everyone. He wad basically a celebrity with all the kids middle school and high school.

Daryl was still always making sales at school. He took a huge risk bringing weed to that school to sell.

They checked you at the metal detector, but Daryl put it in a pill pottle stuffed down his pants, and when he got through the checkpoint he moved it to his bag.

Other boys at Daryl's school got jealous over all the girls Daryl talked to and how kush money Daryl had. He always had a full pocket and he had the reputation of a killer.

Daryl and his little brother's life was finally stable. They had a legal guardian, a gang, and better yet $150,000 cash.

For once everything was all good.

Until everything went south.

1996

Daryl was now 16 years old, noyhing is different with him at all. Except he dropped out and most of the time stays at his girlfriend Kiesha's house. Bryan was now 8 years old. It looked like he was about to be the success of the family, the smart one, with his all A's.

At this time Jack was having territorial issues.

At this time Jack had beef from a rival dealer out to kill him.

The house was being watched for the past months, routines were down. They even knew about Daryl's activities, which didn't change much at all.

They knew that Jack took Bryan to school then hits the block. Daryl was always gone, sometimes bryan was home alone. One time they knew everyone was gone so they decided to rob them.

"The kid is the only one here, I guarantee it let's just go"

"Damn, I forgot my gloves in the car."

"Man you better tear off you're sock and use you're sock."

They made a lot of noise trying to break through the barred door. Bryan runs to his brother's room and reaches under his bed and grabs his .38 special from the Nike shoebox.

He sits in front of the front door on one knee gun raised, and waits.

They finally got the door open and entered.

BANG! BANG!

Two loud gunshots come from the Detroit home.

A tear runs down little Bryan's cheek after he'd just shot two men.

Bryan runs to the phone and dials his uncle's cell.

"Hello" Jack picks up the line.

"Jack someone was trying to get in the house and grabbed the .38 and shot them both one looks like he's still breathing, please come here I'm scared" the young boy said frantically on the other end of the line.

"Hang in their I'm on my way." Jack slaps his phone shut.

"It's my nephew he's in trouble, Vince come with me." Jack says to his friend and they run to his car.

They arrive at the house and run through the front door. Laying in front of the door was a dead, bloody body and to the left of him was a guy laying on the floor clutching his stomach where he was shot.

Bryan is sitting on the floor leaning against a wall crying into his arms holding the pistol.

"Get him out of here" Jack says to his friend.

"C'mon Bryan.".

They walk away and Jack pulls out his pistol.

Bang!

Jack kills the guy who tries to rob them.

Bryan is felling horrible, he feels same as anyone who killed someone, sad and full of remorse.

"Jack, am I a bad guy" Bryan asks his uncle.

"No, Bryan, just because you've done something bad doesn't make you bad." Jack responds hugging his uncle.

"You're good." Jack says with his arm around his nephew's shoulder.

Chapter 9

"Grab something to wrap the body up with."

Jack's friend grabs a sheet from the closet.

Jack gets in his 1992 Chevrolet Truck, it's black with a topper. He backs the truck up to his front door.

Both bodies are put in the back of the truck.

"Stay here and cut out all the carpet in the living room. I'm going to drop these off at 8 mile, should send a nive message to these assholes. " Jack gets in his truck and drives away.

Jack's friend cut all the carpet up so it cod juat be tooken out of their. He goes to pick the bloody carpet up. Under the carpet is hardwood floor, beautiful finish and in the middle of that beautiful floor was a huge stain, it was old, dried up blood, looks like this wasn't the first 1-8-7 in this house.

As Jack's friend is cleaning up, Bryan comes out of the shower, tears still running down his face, crying like someone who just caught a body.

"You OK little man?" Jack's friend asks Bryan.

"Just because you did a bad thing doesn't make you bad, and what you did wasn't bad. He was gonna rob you, he was armed too so he could have shot you instead of you shooting him. You had no choice." He says comforting.

"All I see right now is both of them falling to the ground dead, every time I close my eyes." Bryan says while a tear runs down his cheek.

"You are strong kid." He says as he pats him on the back.

Jack drives toward his rival dealers hood in 8 mile. He drags the bodies out of the back of his truck and leaves them in front of one of their houses.

Jack was 100% sure they didn't come to rob them. They came to wait for them to get home and kill them.

Jack pulls out his gun and shoots the dead bodies 3 times to get their attention.

front door slams open

"Jack, what the fuck are you doing here?" The rival dealer Debo says with a 12 guage pointed toward the truck Jack was taking cover behind.

"Demario and Lamar came in my house to kill me!!! You made it so my 8 year old nephew had to kill him!!! So here you die!!!!!" Jack yells as he starts to empty his clip toward the house.

Jack came prepared, he didn't only have one gun. The clip was now empty and a few other guys came out with semi-automatic weapons.

So Jack pulled out two KG-9's.

BDLLATTT!!! BDLLATTT!!!

It sounds like a war outside.

Jack drops one of them, the next one, then the next one. Only Debo is now alive.

Jack reloads his 9. He walks up to Debo, who was hit in the leg, and puts it to his face.

"You come anywhere near me or my family ever again, I will kill you." Jack promises Debo, who is shooken up, all his friends are now dead.

Jack takes off in his truck when sirens start to approach.

Jack gets to the house and parks his truck in the garage along with his Cadillac.

He walks in the house and sees the stain on the ground.

"Jesus H. Christ" Jack says surprised.

Jack walks in his nephew's room where Bryan has his head in his pillow sobbing.

"In this city, you'll have to do things you don't want to do. Like what you did earlier. They were coming after me and they would have hurt you to get to me. I'm glad you didn't let that happen." Jack lectures Bryan.

"I'm proud of you about you're grades, you're a smart boy. Hey, look at me" Jack picks up his nephew's face and Bryan's eyes were red and running with tears.

"I wasn't ever going to stop you fron becoming like me, but I think it runs in our blood, no matter what happens the Jackson's always become fuck ups, it's up to you to break that cycle. You're so good." Jack says to his like-son, it's a heartwarming moment as he leaves the room to continue cleaning.

"Shit I forgot to call Daryl." Jack says as he goes over to the wall phone.

ring, ring, ring.

"Hello?" Daryl says on the other line of the phone.

"Daryl, you need to get over here as soon as possible. I have a situation here, I need to fill you in." Jack says.

"Ok I'm coming now, it'll be about 15 minutes." Daryl says sounding tired.

"My dad needs help with something, I've gotta go." Daryl says to his girlfriend as he gets out of bed and gets dressed.

"Hope everyone's okay. Stay safe baby." Keisha says to Daryl before Daryl kisses her on the forehead and leaves.

Keisha is a beautiful 18 year old girl. She's got her own car, apartment, and job. She has long flowing brown hair that reaches just past her shoulders.

Daryl leaves her apartment that's in Warren, amd he gets in his 1989 Coupe DeVille. Daryl's car is matte black and has 20" Dayton Spinners. He has a drug dealers car.

Daryl gets in his car and speeds off back to the hood.

Daryl walks in the house and Jack is replacing the carpet.

"Are you fucking kidding me? You had me drive all the way here to help you put in new carpet?" Daryl assumes as he walks in the door.

Jack was PISSED.

"I told you someone tried to kill me, Bryan was here by himself and he had to shoot them, he killed one of them! It was them dealers on 8 mile, more specifically Demario and Lamar."

"Oh shit, I'm sorry Dad, I thought…"

"If you ever talk to me like that again I'll whoop you're ass! He's really brokwwn up about it." Jack interupts.

"I'm sorry dad I'll talk to him." Daryl says as he walks toward his brother's room.

"What's up little bro?" Daryl asks his brother who didn't look like he was crying anymore.

"You okay?" Daryl asks sympatheticly.

"Of course why wouldn't I be?"

"Because you just killed a man."

"So did you, you ain't crying like a baby. I felt like I needed to show some sort of emotion or else dad would think I'm some kind of a bad guy. So I faked crying. I don't care if I kill someone Daryl, I've basically done it before." Bryan said coldly.

"To be honest, I was sad, but I wasn't sad because I killed him, I was sad that I didn't care. I think I'm losing my humanity." Bryan opens up.

Daryl didn't know what to say so he just looks at his brother and shuffles his hair and walks away.

Chapter 10

"When I was 10 I was brought into Flint gangs" Daryl says to his shrink Jerry.

Jerry was an older guy who had a half bald head and the rest of his hair was white.

"What gang did you belong to?" Jerry asks Daryl.

"I didn't belong to no one. I was a piru, or a blood. You said this is confidential, right?" Daryl asks his shrink.

"Everything you say here stays here. Only time that it don't is if I think you're a danger to yourself or if you aay you're gonna hurt someone and if you do then I can tell that person and only that person." Jerry describes to Daryl.

"While I was a piru it was just me and my little brother, we saw some really gruesome stuff. One time I robbed these drug dealers with my friends Trey, Tyris, Marquez, and Danny. Trey and Tyris were shot and killed. We took their crack and Marquez took a duffle bag of money, without telling us. The next day me, my brother, Marquez, and Danny were plorting our next move. Danny wanted to give Trey and Tyris' family, Marquez didn't like the idea much and one thing led to another and Marquez bit off Danny's ear." Daryl opens up.

"Seriously?" Jerry said doubtful.

"He came at me and my little brother after that so I shot him." The boy admits to his therapist.

"Killed him?" The shrink asks.

"Well the bullet did go right into his forehead so yes it did kill him." Daryl sarcastically states.

"How does that make you feel?" Jerry asks Daryl.

"I don't know, I just dealt with it, I was young but I grew up in hell so I didn't really have remorse. At least for him who deserved it. I fealt like I did what I had to do, but then again, I can't come back on what I did, you can't bring somebody back. Huh, it feels wierd telling someone outside the family about this." Daryl opens up and confesses to therapist.

Buzzer interupts. A woman was on the other line of an intercom.

"Jerry, you're 2 o'clock appointment is here."

Jeery pushes and holds a button down on the phone.

"Thanks Karen, it'll be just a few minutes." Jerry replies.

"Well it looks like thats all the time we have for today. I suggest next time you're put in a deadly situation like that that you think about how that decision will effect yourself and your brother, just like you did before. Good luck Daryl." Jerry says as they both stand up and shake hands.


Daryl walks toward the parking lot. He gets in the car and lights up a blunt as he pulls off in the Cadillac.

Daryl leaves his therapy and goes straight to the block. More specifically Fenkell Ave. Fenkell was where Daryl sold crack, where most of his clientel is. He stands on the corner of Fenkell and Forrer St in front of the liquor store with his hoodie up. Daryl was by himself with an ounce, some crack and of course a couple thousand on him.

One of his crackheads walks out of the liquor store with a 40 oz in a paper bag.

"I got me some money right here is it enough?" The crackhead asks Daryl, who grabs the money and looks at it.

"The fuck is this shit?" Daryl says while looking at the monopoly money.

Suddenly the crackhead smashes the 40 oz over Daryl's head.

Daryl falls to the ground, bleeding from the head. The crackhead didn't realize how much he just fucked up, right across the street one of Daryl's friends was across the street with a could other Niners.

Daryl is now laying on the ground and the crackhead was running his pockets when Dre saw what was going on across the street.

BANG!! BANG!! BANG!!

No one can catch a crackhead so he got away but was hit in the leg. A couple Niners went after him in a car.

They eventually caught him and killed him.

"Daryl!" Dre and a couple other guys run to Daryl's aid.

"He's bleeding we need to take him to a hospital. We'll take his car here go the keys." Dre says as he grabs keys out of Daryl's pocket.

They take off to Sinai-Grace Hospital Emergency Room.

They get to the hospital and go into the emergency room.

Behind the counter was a white lady who didn't really seem to care about the wellbeing of any of the patients.

Dre walks up to the glass window, the lady was sitting behind the window, reading a book with her glasses sitting on the bottom of her nose. He had to knock on the window to get her attention.

"Hello?!" Dre asked the lady.

"Ugh, what?" The rude lady asked.

"My friends hurt we need a doctor."

"Fill this out and bring it back up here." She hands him a clipboard.

"Oh, don't mind him he's just dying here, oh my god." Dre sits down and writes his name.

"Social security number? I don't know that! Just help him before he dies!" Dre says frantically.

"Doctor, this guy didn't fill out any info, what do I do next?" The lady asks the doctor who had blood on his white overcoat.

"Fran, Stop the bleeding it's gonna be a while until I get to them." The doctor says to the lady.

She sighs and grabs a first aid kit.

She stops the bleeding but Daryl lost a lot of blood and is pale and unconcious.

After an hour of them sitting there waiting and Daryl cringing on the last thread of his life, they finally get a room.

A nurse calls Jack since he's Daryl's legal guardian.

"Hello?" Jack picks up the other line.

"Hello I'm nurse Aliyah James from Sinai-Grace Hospital I found you're number on Daryl's files, you're his uncle?" The nurse asks.

"Yeah, what's this about?" Jack asks.

"I'm sorry to inform you but you're son has been in an incident, he appears to have severe damage to his head but he should make a full recovery, we still have talked to him yet. We dont know what happened" The nurse says over the phone.

"Shit I'm on my way" Jack says as he slams down the phone and runs to his car.

Jack speeds to the hospital. When he gets there he runs through the front door and too the front door.

"What room is Daryl Jackson in?" Jack asks frantically.

"What's you're name and relationship to the patient?" The woman behind the desk asks.

"Jack Jackson I'm Daryl's legal guardian and uncle. A nurse just called me and told me he was hurt where is he?" Jack asks.







































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