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Two years ago, my elder brother, Luke left home after having a disagreement with dad. Dad had caught him trading cocaine at a corner in the neighborhood market and had sent him out, only I knew he was a gang member.
I had discovered a short gun under his bed in the room we all shared.
"What the hella this" I shouted, shocked.
"shhhh, chill"he replied and snatched the gun away out of my grip. He later told me he was a gang member and that they had an operation that night. I met him on different occasions later and sometimes, he would pass me a tab or two of wat he called "joy giver."
Many gangs operated in our neighborhood, so joining one wasn't much of a difficult task, you just had to make a choice on what really fits you.
In school, I wasn't much of a calm guy, I had been in trouble countless times, detention was almost like a subject to me. I had once beaten up two guys for poking me on the chest. it might seem too petty but that was just a cover up reason. I knew who they were and they weren't good guys.
I was walking down the hallway after classes in company of two of my friends, Neo and George. George was black and he had saved my ass twice before we become friends.
"Hey nigga, where you going?" one of them shouted after me but I ignored and continued moving untill they blocked me. I smiled, I always love situations like this that leads to a fight.
"I'm not Inna good mood, I'll advise you to fuck off" I replied maintaining my cool.
" Where did you drop your mood, I'll like to feed em to you" he replied and they laughed out annoyingly.
" I heard your bro sells em" the bigger one said and poked me on the chest. I replied with an upper cut to his jaw that cut his lips, I continued with a flying kick to his abdomen and caught the incoming punch from the other fellow and twisted his arm backwards, earning a wince from him.
yeah, I was one of the best fighters in the hood.
" How bout you go tell yo dad ya still a kid huh?" I asked jack and slammed him to the wall. I knew jack very well, his brother was a rival to mine, His brother was in a gang founded by his father and some old corrupt bad men. How father wanted his elder brother to become their new gang leader.
"Go and tell your old man time is tick" I said releasing him and they both scurried away.
" We'll meet at detention tomorrow, 10 am, tell others. " I told George as we made our way out of the school premises.
I always loved detention. it was a good time to think, meditate and have inner peace.
Growing up, I spent four years of my life with grand pa across the border. Every morning, we would always train, both I martial arts and archery. Grandpa was american but he lived in mexico. After the war that broke between the border communities of the two countries, he decided to settle there because he fought there. he would always say, " I love nature, this is nature." Every summer break, he would train Luke and I on martial arts and self defence. he would always say,
" I'm training you for what your dad couldn't do."
I realized he had always wanted dad to join the army but dad refused.
"You're losing focus" Mac shouted, bringing me back from my reverie and I realized I had already missed three shots from my bow. it was a cool Friday evening and we were all gathered in the open field, practicing archery.
"Don't let your focus slide, target the point over the bull's eye. "
he instructed as I prepared to take another shot.
" That's good, boy" Mac commended with a pat on my back as I hit the target.
"you're next" I said to the young kid behind me and handed the bow and arrows over to him.
I sighted George, Bro,Mason and Tj coming towards me and I went to meet him.
it was time for our plan.
To be continued.
Solely written by me.