Chapter One: Dear Mama
It’s been long, long years in this hell hole you call Pleasant Valley State Prison, located in Coalinga, Fresno County, California. I’ve been in here for 4 years. How did I get here? Well let me feel you in on a little something. It was 5 years ago when I made the worst decision I could have ever made…..
It was a cold, November night. Me and my older brothers were all waiting outside in a dark alley. We were planning to rob this jewelry store and take all the money in the register. I was so nervous. I was literally shaking in my torn up shoes. I was standing quietly beside my big brother Bishop,20. Me and my brothers were so close. We were all a year apart. Except for me and Fresno, he is four years older than me. Everyone loved us. Some even feared us. Why? I never knew. I guess it had something to do with my brothers being gang members. They were in a gang called BloodGang. I never knew what it meant so whenever I would ask Bishop he’d just tell me to stay in a child’s place. And he’d say “You’re not ready for that kind of world Juice.” That was my nickname he’d given me when I was born. Anyways, I have three other brothers. One, named Roscoe, he’s the second oldest, 19, he was a chubby little boy. Kids used to pick on him about his weight. Until one day he beat this kid up so beat, he gave him a broken nose AND jaw. Kids defiantly stopped f*cking with him since then. He loves to eat candy and chips. That’s all that boy talks about is eating. Everytime we get up in the morning he’s eating a bag of Tom Tom’s(chips) and sipping on Root Beer.
I try to convince him to stop eating so much because he has asthma but he doesn’t want to listen to me, so he keeps eating. I’m really starting to get worried about him. Two, I have a brother named Day Day, 18,sorry to say it, but he’s the Hoe of the group. He has so many chickenheads walking in and out of Mama’s house it’s ridiculous! He’d had one hoe in his bed and the next he’s have a school teacher. I remember one time when I accidentally walked in on him and my History teacher. It was so embarrassing! No wonder Mrs. Thomas had given me an A+ on my report about Christopher Columbus. Hahaha anyway on to the next. Fresno, he’s the 3rd oldest, 17, he’s the funny, laid back one. He’s more like me. He’s book smart and street smart. But mostly book smart. I’d say I look up to him the most because we’re the youngest of the brothers. He’s always taking up for me and vice versa. He’s also a ladies man, but he’s only been with one girl ever since elementary school. Her name is Keyshia. She’s a sweet girl. I met her once and fell in love with her. I think she’s defiantly the one for my brother.
“Come on Juice, let’s go!” my big brother Bishop said as he put on his ski mask.
I sighed heavily not really sure of what to do.
“I-I don’t want to do this Bishop. This just doesn’t seem right.” I said hesitantly at my big brother.
Hell I was only 13 . I had goals in life. I didn’t want to end down this road. No, not this way.
He firmly grabbed my shoulders as my other brothers Roscoe, Day Day, and Fresno put on their masks as well.
“Listen here, Juice. You can do this. Just think. This is for mama. Think about all the hell she’s been through having to struggle to pay the bills. Having to beg for money just to scrap up some change to buy us some food. Come on man. Don’t back down now.” He said looking me straight in the eyes.
I sighed heavily as my body shook with nervousness. It was a long silence before I finally shook my head and agreed. He smiled and gave me what he called a “thug hug”.
“Now put this on.” He said handing me a ski mask as I reluctantly put it on.
I looked at Fresno and he walked over to me and bent down on one knee and took me by the shoulders.
“It’s gonna be okay man. Just hang in there Juice.” He said sincerely as he looked me deep in the eyes.
“O-okay.” I said quietly looking down.
“I love you man.” He said giving me a firm hug. I hugged him back.
“Alright yall now this is what’s going down. We’re gonna go in there. Hold up our guns and demand the cash okay.” Bishop said as Fresno got up off his knees and put his arm around my shoulder.
“Guns?! But why? I thought we weren’t gonna have to kill anyone Bishop!” Roscoe said looking alarmed.
“Listen here man, don’t be no f*cking p*ssy. If we have to we have to. There’s no turning back iite.” Bishop said looking at all of us with a warning look.
“M-man I just don’t think this is right. What if innocent people get hurt? That’s not fair.” I said sadly.
“The world ain’t fair. And if you don’t learn that, you never will. Now come on let’s go.” Bishop handed everybody a gun except me.
“Where’s mine?” I asked curiously.
“No man. You ain’t getting no gun.” Fresno said disapprovingly.
He was such an overprotective person.
“Why not?” I frowned.
“Because I said so Chris.” Fresno said now giving me the warning look.
“Hahaha you think you can handle it lil homie?” Bishop said reaching behind his back pocket.
“Of course, I’m a grown man.” I said frowning that he was treating me like a p*ssy boy.
“Hell nawh Bishop! Don’t give him that! That’s dangerous! Are you serious right now?!” Fresno argued as Bishop pulled out a small black pistol out of his pocket.
“Here you go. Try it out.” He smirked.
I smiled happily as if I were receiving a fresh pair of shoes.
“Chris put that gun down now! Wtf Bishop?!” Fresno said pushing Bishop.
“Ay ay! Stop that sh*t yo!” Day Day yelled pushing between the two as they were about to fight.
“Calm down yall damn! He wanna be stupid and shoot his d*ck off. Let him be stupid!” Roscoe said holding Bishop back.
“Man I can’t believe you! Up there giving him a f*cking gun!” Fresno yelled somehow getting loose of the grip Day Day had on him and tackling Bishop.
All hell broke loose. Day Day was trying his hardest to get Hop and Fresno off each other.
“Stop!” I yelled angrily.
I hated to see my brothers fight. It was so stupid. They always got out of control when they fought each other. It would get so bad they would tear the house up if they were to fight at home. It was scary seeing them get so angry with each other they’d do anything. I didn’t know what to do so I took the gun and pointed it up in the air. Next thing you know I heard a loud pop and it got quiet as hell. I got scared and dropped the gun as a tiny cloud of smoke came from the tip of the gun. Had I just fired a shot?
“Chris! Wtf are you doing?!” Fresno screamed as he was pulled off Bishop.
“Why are you guys fighting?” I said lowly as I looked down as the ground, feeling my eyes water.
“I’m so sorry Juice. I’m so sorry. It won’t happen again.” Fresno said walking up to me and hugging me tight.
Bishop got up off the ground smirking.
“I taught you right boi.” He said to me with those devilish brown eyes.
Fresno rolled his eyes angrily.
“Now can yall calm the f8ck down so we can take care of business?!” Day Day yelled.
Bishop shook his head.
“You’re right. We ain’t come for all this. Now let’s get down to business, now.”
And the next thing you know we were breaking into a jewelry store. We had broken the back window and surprisingly it seemed as if no one on the block had heard us. We carefully made our way through the broken glass. The whole time I was shaking like I was having a seizure.
“Okay. Juice, you and Fresno go make sure the coast is clear. Day Day you stand guard at the window and keep up informed if somebody is coming. Roscoe, your fat a** gone help me get the jewelry. Okay, got it?” bishop whispered.
“Yes.” We all whispered back.
Me and Fresno checked all the corners to make sure everything was alright to proceed with our plans. When they were we went to the cash register and tried to open it up with screw drivers. A code was needed to open the register so it was very difficult to open. I heard glass shatter and hit the floor. I looked up quickly.
“Hahaha baby! We mothaf*ckin rich b*tch!” Bishop cheered as he grabbed handfuls of jewelry.
“Yeeah baby we gone be f*cking b*tches on top of b*tches when they see us in this bling!” Roscoe laughed as he was making “angels” in piles of necklaces and bracelets.
I chuckled a little. But then something caught my eye. It was a beautiful, diamond heart necklace that said (looked like this) Dear Mama. It contained my mother’s favorite color, sapphire. I smiled widely. Fresno looked at me and then at what I was looking at, then back at me. He smiled.
“You want that?” he questioned.
I shook my head slowly.
It was Mama’s birthday tomorrow and I really wanted to get her something special. A necklace would really put the icing on the cake. She never wore fine jewelry before. She would be ecstatic if I were to get her a diamond necklace!
“Yeah.” I said looking up at him.
“Let’s go get it then.” He said as we walked over to the jewelry shelf, forgetting to get the money.
“I need to break this glass.” Fresno said as he held his gun in his hand.
“Be careful. It would be wired.” I said cautiously.
“Haha, I got this bro.” Fresno said.
As soon as he broke the glass an alarm went off.
“Damnit!” I heard Day Day yell.
“Ay let’s go!” Roscoe yelled.
“Wait! I wanna get this necklace for mama!” I yelled as I tried reaching for the necklace, it was on the top shelf.
“No Juice come on let’s go!” Fresno yelled as he was picking up jewelry off the floor.
“NO!” I yelled.
I really wanted to get this necklace for Mama. I couldn’t just leave it there.
“Come on let’s go!!! The cops are coming!” Roscoe panicked.
“Wait just let me get the necklace!” I cried as Fresno scooped me up and threw me over his shoulders, running towards the exit.
I could now hear police sirens blaring loudly coming down the street. I was so scared. But I really wanted that necklace.
“Come on let’s go man!” Day Day yelled as we were running down the street towards the alley.
When we got there Fresno put me down and looked at Day Day and Roscoe nervously.
“Where’s Bishop?!” he yelled.
“Oh shhhh*t! He’s still at the jewelry sto’ man! F*CK!” Roscoe yelled out of breath.
“Ahhhh sh*t! I have to go get him!” Day Day yelled as he was about to run back.
“No! I’ll get him!” Fresno said.
“What?! No!” I cried.
“We have to man! He’s our brother man!” Fresno said.
Just as he said that we’d heard gun shots fired. Multiple ones. My eyes got wide. I ran to the corner to look and see what had happened. My heart literally dropped. In front of the jewelry store was my big brother, Bishop. He was lying down on the ground in a pool of blood. The cops had their guns pointing at him, still shooting.
“Nooooo!!!!” I screamed angrily as I ran in the direction to save my brother.
“STOP JUICE! STOP!” I heard Fresno yell, but I didn’t care.
I couldn’t just sit there and let my brother die like this!
“BISHOOOOP!” I yelled as I felt angry tears fall down my face.
When I got to him he was a bloody mess. He was coughing up blood. The cops held their fire looking at me confused as I kneeled down to him.
“Wtf are you doing kid?!” one cop yelled but I ignored him.
“B-Bishop?” I whimpered.
He looked up at me with dark eyes and blood pouring from his mouth.
“J-Juice? Is that….you man?” he whispered.
“Yes it’s me. It’s me. Please don’t die.” I cried as he held onto my hand, shakily.
“G-guess what?” he said smiling his million dollar smile.
“I-I-I g-got….the…necklace.” he whispered as he slowly opened up his right hand revealing the necklace I wanted to get Mama.
I felt my heart crumble. He’d stopped to get the necklace I wanted. This was all my fault! F*CK!
“I…I…want…you….to…give…this…to…Mom…o-okay?” Bishop stammered as his eyes started fluttering.
“O-okay.” I said as I begin to cry on his chest.
“D-don’t cry Juice.” He whispered.
“I-I love you.” I cried.
“I….I…….love….you….to. R-Remember one thing…enjoy the little things in life…because o-one day you’ll look back and realize how important they were…..” and before he could finish his sentence his hand released mine and his eyes closed slowly.
Ever since that day I can never forget the words Bishop told me. When I went on trial, along with my brothers for theft. I got 10 years in jail without probation. But the good thing was, I was able to secretly give my Mom that necklace. She loved it. But that’s all just a long ago memory. It’s been years since I’ve seen my mom. And I even wonder does she still think of me anymore? I sighed heavily as I continued to write a little song I'd wrote for my mom with the pencil and pad I had. It's called "Dear Mama".....
To Be Continued……
How’d you ladies like that?! :-D It’s just a little something, something I came up with. <3 I need just ONE main girl. So one of yall let me know what your character name is gonna be, age, celebrity, personality, and nationality because I just need one girl for the next chapter!