Post by Етеяиiту on Dec 28, 2013 23:11:26 GMT -5
(Sorry if i got your name wrong)
It will all get better, we will help you, everyone will be safe, thats what they say when you joining a gang, and now here he was, as an ex-member of a gang and being chased by drug dealers. He surely knows, and at this point as he ran down the rocky terrain, away from the drug dealers seeking his money for the drugs he held in his hand. He had on jeans and combat boots, a tank top, his arm had multiple shot holes and burn marks. He knew he might not get away.
"Fu*k" he murmured quietly looking behind him at the group of men. He dashed into the forest outside the West Sides territory thinking he could lose them and nobody would get hurt.
He thought wrong he tripped falling into the road that led around this rocky terrain and the men quickly caught up, jumping on him and slicing at him with their knives, deciding to just leave him in the road gasping for breath clutching the drugs that could possibly save his life but he was to wounded to even move. Jenevo was at a high disadvantage and his chances of losing more than the drugs was at stake here.
He heard his phone ring, but couldnt get to it, the pain of the deep gashes leaking blood onto the highway and the pounding feeling in his head was too much to just ignore.
It will all get better, we will help you, everyone will be safe, thats what they say when you joining a gang, and now here he was, as an ex-member of a gang and being chased by drug dealers. He surely knows, and at this point as he ran down the rocky terrain, away from the drug dealers seeking his money for the drugs he held in his hand. He had on jeans and combat boots, a tank top, his arm had multiple shot holes and burn marks. He knew he might not get away.
"Fu*k" he murmured quietly looking behind him at the group of men. He dashed into the forest outside the West Sides territory thinking he could lose them and nobody would get hurt.
He thought wrong he tripped falling into the road that led around this rocky terrain and the men quickly caught up, jumping on him and slicing at him with their knives, deciding to just leave him in the road gasping for breath clutching the drugs that could possibly save his life but he was to wounded to even move. Jenevo was at a high disadvantage and his chances of losing more than the drugs was at stake here.
He heard his phone ring, but couldnt get to it, the pain of the deep gashes leaking blood onto the highway and the pounding feeling in his head was too much to just ignore.
