1992

The next morning I woke up and completed
my daily morning routine. Brushed my teeth, rinsed my mouth out with mouthwash, took a shower, and ate a quick bowl of cereal.

On my way out the door I checked my pager and noticed that I have a lot of unread messages that I didn't get to read.

Everything's good... they never found out who did it.

Then I noticed three older white men near my car. They look suspicious, then one approached me.

"Eric Lynn Wright?" he asked.

"Yeah. What do you want?"

He took a few steps closer and flashed his badge. "You're under arrest for first degree murder. Let's go, you're coming with us."

Another cop handcuffed and shoved me in the back of their car. Someone obviously ratted me out, and LAPD made my mom tell them where I live.

One week later
United States Courthouse

Jerry was able to get me a lawyer, I mean it's the least he can do after running Dre and Cube away. I know I don't have a chance in Hell, but at least I have a battle.

I have a great support team. My mom, Tomica, Jerry, and Yella... they're all here in court with me. I'm fucked but it would've been a lot worse if they found out about my other "activities."

I spent a week in jail, and now I found myself sitting in the United States Courthouse along with my lawyer, who's currently working his ass off for me.

I just sat there with my head down, while listening to the judge. There's nothing to say besides the fact I fucked up. And I just hope and pray that my lawyer works a miracle.

"I find your crime serious considering the fact that you committed first degree murder, at a time when California is already going through a tragedy, which is the Rodney King beating. An act of gravity of which you Mr. Wright, should clearly understand...."

The guy is good but not good enough.
According to what the judge is saying, even
he can't get me out of this one.

Well, they finally have a verdict and the judge stood up. I'm shitting bricks.

"Eric Lynn Wright. For your crime against the people of this city, and of this great country... this court hereby sentences you capital punishment."

"No don't kill my baby!" my mom yelled "please don't kill him! This is a mistake, Eric is my child! Please don't kill him!"

I felt a lump in my throat and I kept my head down while a few officers escorted me out.

I look back and I see Tomica crying and trying her best to console my mom.

"I love you," I mouthed on my way out.

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San Quentin State Prison

"Let's go Wright. You have a visitor," said one of the guards.

I was escorted to the visiting area and took a seat. I had a bad morning but once I saw her,
I instantly flashed a smile.

"Hi Eric," she said softly. She tried to smile back but couldn't. I know this is hard for her and I know this is taking a toll on our relationship but I need her to stay strong for me. She's my motivation.

"Hey how you doing?" I asked.

"I-I'm doing. Real good. Thanks."

"So how's life? What you been up to?"

"Eric you're in prison! Look at yourself! You're on death row. How did you let this happen? You have your whole life ahead of you. You've let your fans down. Why?"

"Aye I've already received enough criticism, I don't need anymore. Especially from you. But you look good," I smiled.

"Thanks. I did it for you," she smiled back. "So I came here to tell you that I have a surprise for you."

"I'm listening."

She took a deep breathe. "I'm pregnant Eric! Three weeks as of yesterday. We're gonna have our first child together."

The guard nudged me with his bat, so I decided to make this snappy.

"Look we don't have a lot of time left. But I want you to promise me two things... don't abort our baby and stay strong. Oh and before you leave, I want you to sing our song."

"Right now? Right here? Are you serious?"

"As a heart attack," I said with a straight face.

"Okay," she wiped her tears and cleared her throat "it's morning and we slept the night away. It happened, now we can't turn back
the the hands of time. Yes we've stolen this moment. We forgot to face, one simple fact.
We both belong to someone else, as we slept the night away."

I smiled as I tried to hold back tears. She knows how much I love this song.

I winked and hand motioned for her to continue. Tears began to fall down her cheeks and her voice started to tremble, but she continued anyway.

"It's morning, sunlight shines across your sleeping face. A new day, brings reality that we must go our separate way. What a lovely night we had, as we shared each other's love. We forgot about all the pain we'd cause as we slept the night away; as we lay."

And that was all she needed to say to trigger the rest of her tears. "As we lay."

I decided to not tell her the date of my execution and the fact that they're going to put me to death by lethal injection.

"Eric baby you've gotta come home. The only people that knows about my pregnancy is me and you. You need to fight back. Fight for me, for our baby," she cried.

"Time's up Wright."

"Alright well I guess I gotta go. Remember what you promised, we're gonna get through this I promise. I love you and I apologize for whatever negative things I brought on into your life."

"Okay. It was nice seeing you Eric. You take care of yourself, bye."

                                          -
March 26, 1995
00:14:59

As soon as I stepped into the death chamber, the first thing I noticed was the gurney. And that walk... felt like a long walk even for the guards.

They encouraged me to lay down while they strapped me. My heart is beating extremely too fast, simply because I'm going to die.

The warden says it's time for me to make my last and final statement.

"Well I'm sorry for what I've done. And to my fans I would like to say to my fans, thanks for all your support and stay true to the game. And don't never believe people who tell lies."

The warden lowered his glasses and it was time for the executioner to do what he had to do.

Eazy-E as himself

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A story in which a boy lives his final twenty four hours on Earth after being haunted by his past.
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This is the longest prologue I've written lmao but these three scenes are actual chapters in the story so you will read them again.

This story is going to start off slow don't be selfish and expect him to be on death row and die so quick cuz it aint happening.

I've been researching death row and man it's fucked up, thank God this is a fanfic cuz bae doesn't deserve to be executed.

Also I read your comments in the author's note and I can't wait to throw this contest for the lead girl in my next Eazy book. One of you will be the lead in either "Take Care" or "American Gangster" and whoever wins, I'm going to keep your information private because not trying to sound selfish but I don't want anyone stealing the lead in my next Eazy-E book lmao.

And yes I had to throw "As We Lay" in by Shirley cuz that song is just whewww

Anyways, this story is coming soon. I still have a lot to learn about death row and the process so bare with me.

"Take Care" and "American Gangster" are gonna stay a secret but just know that they're gonna be bomb and different as usual. Yall know I never write a boring ass love story.

Love ya!