Darius14
11-10-2007, 11:41 AM
this is my chapter to mu urban nover GET WIT OR GET LOST so reply with amy kind of feedback and iam not done.
Chapter One
Blind Man’s Rage
6am hit and the noise from the alarm clock awoke Tyrone Wilson. Tyrone threw the alarm clock against the wall and it shattered. He rubbed his eyes as he put on his clothes and walked down the hallway. ”Mom!!!” Tyrone said softly. “she must have pulled an all nighter” Tyrone walked toward his front door to get the newspaper when his cell phone rang and it was his best friend James
“What up nig”
“Yo…Yo!!!”
“ Nigga if u don’t stop stumbling”
“ Its Bria ya girl”
“ What about her!!!”
“ She almost got beat to deaf”
“ Why, who, when”
“ I will swing by and pick u up”
“ Nigga u got to tell me more”
And the phone went dead and Tyrone had listened to the operator for about a minute trying to gather his senses and reasoning. Nicole was his whole reason for being alive besides his homies because his mother is a crack head and his little brother being in the drug game. ”who could have done this” tyrone said. “who the **** in there right mind would do this to me” Then tyrone thought back to that shoot-out he had with them slime bags. He said he was going to make tyrone pay for what he did. Mean while James grabbed his teck-9,switchblade and ski mask and walked out of his home with a look of determination. He was trying to scout out a loser to snatch their car so he can get tyrone. That’s when he saw the rich stuck up boy Adam washing his Lamborghini. So tyrone mysteriously walked up behind Adam as he clutched his automatic weapon.” ***** if u say a damn thing I will splatter your brains all over your precious car and then take it or I can run your pockets take your car and u can walk away like this never happened” James said “You know I have powerful lawyers and I will take u down” Adam said in a voice that made him seem higher then everyone. James slowly moved himself and Adam in the alley where the crack heads were. “ So u going to be the first Nigga iam going to kill today?” James said “Your not going to do it u don’t have the guts to do it even if I bought them for you” Adam said with a smirk on his face. James hand and weapon was shivering in Adams face. “Do it” Adam yelled. So James pistil whipped Adam across the jaw removing any feeling he had there. “ Shut up *****” James said. He unloaded upon Adams face and chest until he was covered with the rich boys blood. James snatched the keys to the car and got in the whip and headed for the highway. Back at Tyrone’s house Tyrone is going crazy, slamming **** against the wall punching holes in the wall. “Its all over now” tyrone said in frustration. He went down to the basement to grab his 9millimeter because he knew that some real **** was about to go down. He’s running through the house with tears dripping down his face. All he heard was a knock at the door. Tyrone was expecting James but it wasn’t it was a white man that stood at about 6 foot 5 with a gun on his hip. Someone had called the police because of all the commotion that was going on. Right away tyrone drew his gun and started to shot because it brought back memories. The police was the ones who had killed his father, and tyrone had it out for the police since that day. Well the police doped with a bullet wound to the chest. Blood squirting all over the place
Chapter One
Blind Man’s Rage
6am hit and the noise from the alarm clock awoke Tyrone Wilson. Tyrone threw the alarm clock against the wall and it shattered. He rubbed his eyes as he put on his clothes and walked down the hallway. ”Mom!!!” Tyrone said softly. “she must have pulled an all nighter” Tyrone walked toward his front door to get the newspaper when his cell phone rang and it was his best friend James
“What up nig”
“Yo…Yo!!!”
“ Nigga if u don’t stop stumbling”
“ Its Bria ya girl”
“ What about her!!!”
“ She almost got beat to deaf”
“ Why, who, when”
“ I will swing by and pick u up”
“ Nigga u got to tell me more”
And the phone went dead and Tyrone had listened to the operator for about a minute trying to gather his senses and reasoning. Nicole was his whole reason for being alive besides his homies because his mother is a crack head and his little brother being in the drug game. ”who could have done this” tyrone said. “who the **** in there right mind would do this to me” Then tyrone thought back to that shoot-out he had with them slime bags. He said he was going to make tyrone pay for what he did. Mean while James grabbed his teck-9,switchblade and ski mask and walked out of his home with a look of determination. He was trying to scout out a loser to snatch their car so he can get tyrone. That’s when he saw the rich stuck up boy Adam washing his Lamborghini. So tyrone mysteriously walked up behind Adam as he clutched his automatic weapon.” ***** if u say a damn thing I will splatter your brains all over your precious car and then take it or I can run your pockets take your car and u can walk away like this never happened” James said “You know I have powerful lawyers and I will take u down” Adam said in a voice that made him seem higher then everyone. James slowly moved himself and Adam in the alley where the crack heads were. “ So u going to be the first Nigga iam going to kill today?” James said “Your not going to do it u don’t have the guts to do it even if I bought them for you” Adam said with a smirk on his face. James hand and weapon was shivering in Adams face. “Do it” Adam yelled. So James pistil whipped Adam across the jaw removing any feeling he had there. “ Shut up *****” James said. He unloaded upon Adams face and chest until he was covered with the rich boys blood. James snatched the keys to the car and got in the whip and headed for the highway. Back at Tyrone’s house Tyrone is going crazy, slamming **** against the wall punching holes in the wall. “Its all over now” tyrone said in frustration. He went down to the basement to grab his 9millimeter because he knew that some real **** was about to go down. He’s running through the house with tears dripping down his face. All he heard was a knock at the door. Tyrone was expecting James but it wasn’t it was a white man that stood at about 6 foot 5 with a gun on his hip. Someone had called the police because of all the commotion that was going on. Right away tyrone drew his gun and started to shot because it brought back memories. The police was the ones who had killed his father, and tyrone had it out for the police since that day. Well the police doped with a bullet wound to the chest. Blood squirting all over the place