4:40

I had 250 dollars in my pocket and about 2 ounces left. I got a couple more calls and by 6 I was empty. all money no drugs. So, I headed to my house and stashed some of the money and kept 200 for pocket change. Then, I went back to school to pick up my girl. She looked amazing still, even after 3 hours of practice.

“Hey girl wanna come home with me? My girl would never know.” I said in a joking way.

“I don’t know I heard she was a real bitch.” She replied.

I laughed and said “No comment”

She got in the car and we drove off. “What did you do while I was at practice?” She asked.

“Just watched some T.V.”

“You need to start playing basketball again, practice ends at the same time.” She said in a soft voice.

“I don’t like it anymore, its overrated.”

“What happened to number one on the court and in the fans hearts?”

I turned the music up not wanting to think about it. Basketball was my life, But I got to eat. We hung out at her house for awhile and then I left. Her parents were strict She wasn’t allowed out past 10 on the weekend. But I had gained their trust and I planned to keep it. So, I picked up the boys and we drove around and did our thing. At about 2am I dropped them off. I was headed home and stopped at the gas station, on the way. I went in and got a drink and some chips. When I came out I saw the car that I had seen at school. I approached the car and the guy rolled down the window.

“I’ve been watchin you!” He said.

“Get on somewhere you fuck.” I replied.

“Don’t mess with me, I know everything about you.”

“Shut the fuck up, your startin to piss me off.” I said calmly.

“It’d be a shame if your girlfriend got killed and you were tied up helpless and had to watch.”

This made me very angry. He started to roll his window up, so I punched through the glass and hit him. I then just kept hitting him and then opened his door, I drug him out of his car and threw him to the ground. I got on top of him and just kept hitting him and hitting him. I knew he had, had enough but I could not stop. Rage flowed through me. His nose was busted Blood squirted everywhere, It flowed like the adrenaline pounding through my veins. His eyes were swelled shut, head busted, face filled with cuts and I still beat him. I got so indulged I couldn’t even hear him scream. I didn’t even hear the police cars pull up. When the cop ripped me off I pulled away and hit him again, then two cops grabbed me. I struggled but broke free again, I once again attacked him. My body soon froze up, I couldn’t move, I didn’t know what was happening. Then the pain started to stop. The cops pulled me up. I realized that the cops had tasered me. I looked and it hit me the mystery man was dead. His body was still, I heard ambulances roaring down the road.

That was the last thing I remembered that night. I woke up and there was a man in a suit standing above me. I was in the hospital. He introduced himself as my lawyer. I looked around and remembered what had happened.

“Your a very lucky man.” The man in the suit said.

“Ya? And whys that?”

“The man you assaulted lived”

“Fuck him I wish he was dead.”

I got up and started to try and walk out. ”Halt” I heard someone scream. Then in an instant I felt the roaring pain again. Tasered again, I was in a maximum security juvenile facility…

I later went to court, Sentenced to 12 months for assault and attempted murder.