Sir Dyno's book "midst of my confusion"
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“Stand back from her! Put your hands behind your head. Drop to your knees!” yelled the cop as he pulled out his gun. Angelina stood back not knowing what to do. The other officer slowly walked up and handcuffed me. Angelina’s mother opened the door.
“Angelina! Come inside!” I heard her yell.
She quickly walked up and kissed me. Then she ran into the house with her mother. I could hear her mother yelling from the inside of the house. The other officers were standing next to my car, and they noticed my window shattered. I was pushed up against the car and searched. I just stood there with a look of not caring.
“What the hell did I do this time?” I asked smartly.
“Shut up, you stupid Mexican!” said the small stocky cop that was searching me. I could feel the cuffs digging into my wrists.
“Where’s it at, punk?” asked one of the officers.
“Where is what at? What the hell are you talking about? I’ve been here all night,” I said. I knew I wasn’t fooling them. But they still couldn’t find the gun.
“Angelina! Come inside!” I heard her yell.
She quickly walked up and kissed me. Then she ran into the house with her mother. I could hear her mother yelling from the inside of the house. The other officers were standing next to my car, and they noticed my window shattered. I was pushed up against the car and searched. I just stood there with a look of not caring.
“What the hell did I do this time?” I asked smartly.
“Shut up, you stupid Mexican!” said the small stocky cop that was searching me. I could feel the cuffs digging into my wrists.
“Where’s it at, punk?” asked one of the officers.
“Where is what at? What the hell are you talking about? I’ve been here all night,” I said. I knew I wasn’t fooling them. But they still couldn’t find the gun.
“You really think you’re tough huh, Mr. Loco, the leader of Apache! You just look like a punk to me,” said the cop. He looked back at the other officers. He was trying to provoke me. I just stared at him with total hate. If looks could kill, he would have been dead, buried and forgotten.
“What boy? You trying to act tough with me? I’ll slap you around like a girl. You don’t scare me,” said the cop.
I just held it all in. I knew that someday I would have my payback. What was the use in fighting? You never won against cops anyhow. Then a detective pulled up with an unmarked car. I recognized him. He used to be a cop when Vince was alive. He slowly looked at my window then inside my vehicle. Then he walked toward me.
“Did you find a gun?” said the detective.
“No, we couldn’t find anything,” said the cop next to me. “I think he dumped it on a side street.”
I didn’t even bother to say anything. The detective knocked on Angelina’s door to ask them questions. Nobody answered as the lights went off.
“What boy? You trying to act tough with me? I’ll slap you around like a girl. You don’t scare me,” said the cop.
I just held it all in. I knew that someday I would have my payback. What was the use in fighting? You never won against cops anyhow. Then a detective pulled up with an unmarked car. I recognized him. He used to be a cop when Vince was alive. He slowly looked at my window then inside my vehicle. Then he walked toward me.
“Did you find a gun?” said the detective.
“No, we couldn’t find anything,” said the cop next to me. “I think he dumped it on a side street.”
I didn’t even bother to say anything. The detective knocked on Angelina’s door to ask them questions. Nobody answered as the lights went off.
“What happened tonight?” asked the detective as he stood in front of me.
“I already told this officer that I was here all night. My window has been broken for awhile now,” I answered.
“Oh, so you just leave shattered glass on your back seat?” said the detective as he walked me to his car.
“You’re under arrest for a gang shooting,” he said as he pushed me into his back seat. I didn’t even fight or argue about it. I knew that they had nothing on me. And if some of those people testified against me, I would just shoot their house up, or have one of the homies do it. I didn’t care. I knew it was just a matter of time before I got locked up. I was transported to the police station. The back seat was smaller than any back seat I had ever seen. I could still feel the cuffs cutting into my skin even more. Here I was, arrested for a shooting I didn’t even do. Oh well, I thought. Big Ed would of taken the rap for me.
“I already told this officer that I was here all night. My window has been broken for awhile now,” I answered.
“Oh, so you just leave shattered glass on your back seat?” said the detective as he walked me to his car.
“You’re under arrest for a gang shooting,” he said as he pushed me into his back seat. I didn’t even fight or argue about it. I knew that they had nothing on me. And if some of those people testified against me, I would just shoot their house up, or have one of the homies do it. I didn’t care. I knew it was just a matter of time before I got locked up. I was transported to the police station. The back seat was smaller than any back seat I had ever seen. I could still feel the cuffs cutting into my skin even more. Here I was, arrested for a shooting I didn’t even do. Oh well, I thought. Big Ed would of taken the rap for me.
Stephen King does a whole fucking 100 pages for people that don't have too much importance. It's good and all, but sometimes you just want to get to the nitty gritty of the story. The story might be a little dated but this shit came out a while back and it's still cool to see Dyno do something like this.
