Date: Tue, 7 Aug 2012 12:16:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: Patrick Prater <patricklprater25@yahoo.com>
Subject: caught in the middle chapter 11

As I sat there clinging to my dead brother's body all I could think was my
life was over. Every thing I lived for was taken away from me, by my own
hand. How was I gonna survive another day? My mom?  Melody? They were going
to hate me. I can't live with knowing that I took away someone they
loved. At that moment I made up my mind and I knew what had to be done.

I took the gun out of Jermaine's hand and I slowly raised the gun to my
head my hand was trembling with every second. I watched as my tears fell on
his face. As the gun finally reached my temple

DaeDae: I can't live without you mi amor!

I was so ready to pull the trigger but just as I began to squeeze Darren
ran over and knocked me out.

Darren's point of view

I couldn't believe this! I just fuckin couldn't believe it! JJ is dead and
by the hand of his own brother? I know DaeDae didn't mean to kill him but
it was like he was aiming at his dad and then J was just there. Why would
he do that? When DaeDae realized what had happened he collapsed on the
floor next to his brother holding him. And for the first time I saw J Sr
show emotion. This nigga was shedding tears as he watched his son in
pain. He walked over to me and I can't believe what he said to me.

J Sr: I want you to get Keke out of here. There are certain things that I
need you to take care as well. Once you get my son someplace safe, call
Marrell and tell give him these numbers 012502260214. I want you to get
Damien out of here and stay there until his mom calls his phone it is very
important that you answer that phone call. Now go cuz ya boi bout to do
something stupid.... Jus tell him I have always loved him no matter what he
believes.

When I turned around to look at Damien he was raising the gun to his head
and I did the only thing I could think of to get him to come wit me wit out
fightin me.... I knocked his ass out.. In my head I was thinking I'm gon
pay for this later. I could hear the sirens getting closer and it was gonna
be hard to get past them but I was known to slip in and out thru police. It
was my specialty.

I carried Damien to the car and sped off. I dnt know what J Sr. was gonna
do but I did exactly as I was told. I dialed up Marrell .

Darren: Yo there is a situation and J Sr. told me to tell you this
012502260214. He said you know wat it means.

Marrell: FUCK! Where you at?

Darren: I'm on 95 headed north headed back to the trap....

Marrell: NO!! Dnt go to the trap!!! Go to this address and stay there until
I get there I'm on my way now. SHIT!!!

My phone went dead and by the way dat nigga was actin it was only gonna get
worse from here on out. I went to the address he gave and it was in this
gated community in Miami lakes. I was a little nervous when we pulled up to
the gate cuz the security asked me where I was going and I gave them the
address and they told me I was expected. I looked over at Damien and he was
still out. I didn't think I had hit him that hard but I guess due to the
circumstances I would have stayed sleep too. I drove around to the back of
the complex and pulled up to the condo and outside waiting were 3 big
muscle bound dudes. I mean these niggas could be linebackers for the NFL.
They rushed the car and took Damien inside and patted me down and checked
me for wires. All I could think was what did I get caught up in? But my
heart spoke and said shut da fuck up and stand by yo nigga side no matter
what!? I ran inside behind them. I took notice of the surroundings and I
saw another dude sitting on the back patio wit an ak47 strapped around him
and it was another dude coming down the stairs I thought looked familiar to
me. Something about him told me he was in charge.

Taj: I never thought anything like this would happen. Take LaDamien in the
back room and lock him in.

Darren: Naw bruh I go whereever he go!

Taj: That I can't allow?

Darren: Ion give a fuck wat u can't allow! I GO WHERE HE GO OR ITS GON BE
SOME ISSUES BRUH!

Taj: You really not in a position to make demands....

He snapped his fingers and guns appeared out of nowhere, the dude in the
back came inside and another dude came from out the kitchen. So here I am
facing 3 9mm, an ak47, and a sawed off shotgun. Did I love this nigga this
much to face all this?

Darren: Bruh you think I give a fuck bout yo boys and dey guns? Like I said
I go where he go cuz I guarantee if this nigga wake up and he locked in a
room it aint gon be nothing nice. And if you try to separate me from him
you gon have a fight on yo hands.

Taj: You willing to die for this nigga?

Darren: without any doubt in my mind!

He looked at me for a min and then smiled.

Taj: I like that..... Take em upstairs.

OMFG! I'm not gon lie a nigga is relieved as fuck. I aint have no plan for
getting outta there alive. I followed the big nigga upstairs and he laid
Damien on the bed.

Big nigga: the bathroom is thru there and if yall need anything buzz
downstairs and somebody will be up here. Stay away from the windows and no
matter what dnt come out the room unless we come get you. If something do
pop off a door other than this 1 will slide open and follow it. It's very
important that you remember that. Understood?

Darren: I think so

Big Nigga: This aint a fuckin drill! Do you understand what I jus told you?
I think so aint gon cut it! Ion know who you used to dealin wit but this
aint that hood shit you used to. One mistake could cost you yo life fool,
real talk. Feel me?

Darren: Yeah I got you bruh.

He walked out the room and soon as he was gone I rushed over to Damien to
check on my bae. He looked like he was having a bad dream. He didn't have
the same look he had last night after we had made love/ fucked. I already
knew he was gon be furious when he got up so I jus made him as comfortable
as could. I took out the gun I hid in his clothes and tucked it in the
small of my back. I sat on the floor against the door and watched him
sleep. I replayed the events of this morning over and over in my head. I
couldn't believe my nigga J was gone. I always thought that once he took
over me and he would be sittin pretty. I was so tired I felt myself
drifting off to sleep.

I was asleep for maybe like 30 mins and I woke up to Damien screaming
Jermaine' name. I rushed over to the bed and tried to gently wake him but
the nigga hit me dead in the face! I could taste the blood in my mouth and
I'm not gon lie it got me heated.

Darren: Bae calm down! It's ok I'm here Bae jus chill for me please..

Damien: FUCK YOU NIGGA!!!!! WHERE DA FUCK MY BROTHER AT?! I WANT MY
BROTHER! JERMAINE! JERMAINE!

Darren: Baby plz chill out plz. Calm down

I tried to pull him to me but he snatched away from me. He started getting
up and was trying to head to the door and I remembered what the dude said
so I did the only thing I could think of. I knocked him out again!

DAMN!!! I'm SO DEAD WHEN HE GET UP! FUCK!