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all that shit goes out the window. I'm about to go back to my turf. Fuck everything that has happened lately. I'm no longer going to keep running. I'm going for it, for my sister and for my life. This is my life and I can't do anything else.
     
    I. Am. An. I-Ten gang member. For life.
    This is all I know.
     

 
    Chapter 9
     
    I'm sitting on the end of my bed putting my shoes on and as I'm doing so my phone rings and buzzes loudly on my dresser. I get up to see who it is. The caller I.D. Reads restricted, but I answer it anyway.
                  “Hello?”
                  “Have you had enough?” the bitch’s voice rings in my ear.
                  “Just tell me where the fuck you are,” I spit out at her, quickly.
                  “So you've had enough?” I can hear her smile.
                  “Yeah. Where you all at?”
              “Where we always be at, baby.”
                  I sigh. “I was over there. Where the fuck are you?”
                  “I'll text you the directions. Follow. Them. Exactly. Kay?” She speaks slowly and exaggerates each word as if I’m a child that needs directions.
                  “Yeah, okay, fine,” I say flatly.
                  “Good, see you soon. If you can make it here.” Her voice grates my ears and sends shivers down my spine. I linger on what she means if , but before I can ask, she hangs up the phone.
                  I shake my head and sigh as I wait for the text message to come through. The fact they went through all this trouble to get me back pisses me off.
    *****
                  About an hour or so later, I finally get a text message from Leanne's number with the directions. I grab a pen and notepad out of my nightstand drawer and write them down. As I'm writing them down, I don't really know the name of these streets. I can't put my finger on if I have been there or not. Well, no skipping out now. I can only hope nothing happens as I head over there. I put my phone in my pocket and rip out the paper on the notepad, folding it in my hand. I grab the purple bandana off the dresser and scramble through my drawers for a purple shirt to put on. Then, folding the bandana just enough to tie it across my forehead putting a knot in the back, I stand in front of my wall mirror as I put my shirt on. I sigh as I know this may be the last time I'll be standing in this room. I bolt downstairs and out the front door and into my car, I get settled in as I read the first direction.
    Go down Hammer Lane and turn right at the first intersection.
                  I pull out of the driveway and drive down that street. When I reach Hammer Lane, I see nothing but trees, dirt, and abandoned farm houses. The drive is about ten minutes long when I finally hit the first intersection and make a right.
    *****
                  As I get closer and closer to where the I-Ten's is located the guilty feeling is fading away slowly as I reach the dark road of Caraway Boulevard. Prostitutes are roaming the streets, the clock on my radio reads 10. I park in front of a Motel 6 and take out the written directions to go over the next street.
                  Suddenly, I hear a firm knock on my window, so I whip my head around and there is a female dressed in an all black mini skirt and halter top, her bright red hair blinding me and wearing dark make-up. I put my hand on my gun and roll down the window.
              "What the fuck do you want?" I hissed as I grip my gun tightly, my knuckles turning white...
                  “Just wanted to know if you want to have a good time, big boy?” she says seductively as she twists hair with her index finger and bites her bottom lip.
                  I look her over for a moment before answering. “How much?”