Hiii I'm back with another update. I can
finally concentrate more on this story for now on because the Eazy-E fanfic awards are over. It was so fun and if you didn't participate, you really missed out.

I want to thank my loyal supporters and readers for nominating and voting for me and my books. I won at least six or seven awards! The results are on rareeazye page if you want to check it out.

I know I've been missing in action and this is why. I had to work on the awards but I'm finally back and it was a great experience.

|Recap|

"Hello?" I answered.

"E something big came up. I know we said we were done with this gangsta shit but I need you."

"For what? With yo stupid ass."

"I'll give you details later. Just grab a strap and meet me at my place."

"Okay. I'll be through there."

City of Compton

"So what's the problem?" I asked as I approached Scooter and Lucky.

"Okay. I know we said that we was done with all of this gangsta and Crip shit, but I got myself into some deep shit," he muttered.

I raised a brow. "How deep? Man I know yo crazy ass ain't out in the streets fucking around being stupid."

"What?" he questioned.

"What?" I mocked "man don't 'what' me."

"Man can you at least just hear me out? I'm in the middle of some shit right now E, some deep shit and I don't know if this is a life or death situation."

"What kind of shit?"

He licked his lips and looked away.

"What kind of shit man? Aye define 'deep shit', what's up with you and this suspense shit?"

"Okay long story short," he sighed "I had to borrow money from a big time drug dealer here in Compton."

He paused and I hand motioned for him to continue, but he didn't. Instead he just sat there staring into space.

"Well?" I asked, annoyed.

"Well what? That's all. I just borrowed a lot of money from a drug dealer and he wants me to pay him back asap."

"That's all?" I chuckled.

"Yeah. So are you gonna help me man? Are you mad at me? I know I fucked up, I fucked up big time."

"Just because you borrowed money from a dealer? How much money did he loan you and why did you borrow in the first place?"

"Casual I know you're trying to help but that's personal. Just know that I borrowed a few thousands and I can't pay it back at the moment."

"And why is that?" I smirked.

"Look are you gonna help me or not E? It seems like you're not taking this shit serious. Well this shit ain't funny man."

"Oh. No need for all of this extra shit. I just want to know why you borrowed money from
a dealer and how much? And do I know him?"

He shook his head. "Nah. You don't know him."

"Are you sure? You said he's from Compton. Who is he? And how much money did you borrow? I'm not gonna ask you again."

"Man if I tell you, you're gonna be pissed the fuck off. So no, the answer is no."

"Okay, you don't have to tell me."

"Thank you."

"Aye Lucky," I laughed "how much money did this nigga borrow? And who is this drug dealer he borrowed from? I'm settling this shit right now."

"He borrowed about fifty grand from some nigga named Big Worm. That's all I know, and I don't know why he borrowed."

"Wait a minute. You borrowed fifty grand from a nigga named Big Worm?"

"Are you gonna help me or not? I already feel like shit. Are you gonna keep knocking me down?"

"So why did you borrow it? And when does he want it back?" I asked.

"Are you getting paid to be Inspector Gadget?"

"Look I'm just trying to help you out. This is yo problem, not mine. You're the one that has to pay back money, not me. I'm debt free," I spat.

"Aight man damn," he mumbled "just know that this nigga Worm wants it back as soon as possible. And if I don't have his money he's going to bust a cap in my ass."

| Flashback |

[A/N: from Friday lmao]

"What's up Big Perm? I mean Big Worm."

"No you didn't just call this nigga Big Perm."

Faizon Love as Big Worm

"Did you sell that bud?"

"I sold some of it."

"Well give me the rest. Somebody want a couple of twenties around the corner."

"Nah I'm just bullshitting! You know I sold that shit."

"Then count out my money."

"Hurry up!"

"Don't you see we handling grown folks business? Damn! Now shut the hell up."

"Scooter you always getting into some shit."

"Aye are you going to judge me or hear me out?"

"Man just tell me why you borrowed the money in the first place."

"Twenty. Fourty. Sixty. Eighty. A hundid. A hundid twenty, a hundid fourty-"

"Aye that's a hundid dollars. Stop playing with me Scooter. Nigga you owe me fifty grand and I want it back as soon as possible."

"Worm you know I'm having money problems. That's why I borrowed the money from you in the first place. And look I'm having a hard time making the payments."

"What the fuck that got to do with me?"

"Let me explain. See I'm going to pay you back but it's going to take me a minute. I'm even asking for an extended due date cuz niggas is broke these days."

"Look nigga. You borrowed fifty grand of my hard earned money and I want it back by next Saturday. Not next Sunday, or Saturday after next. And if I ain't got my money or my bud, I'm killing yo scrawny ass."

"You gon' kill me?"

"Get the fuck out my face. Go call one of your homeboys from the Crips gang I don't give a fuck. But I better have my money, in cash."

| End of Flashback |

"So I told you that this is some deep shit. My life is on the line, literally. Man Worm a big ass nigga and on top of that, he cool with a lot of Bompton Bloods and he can get them to gang my ass."

"Bompton?" Lucky asked "the hell you doing fucking with Bompton anyway Scooter?"

"When you really need the money, it doesn't matter who you fuck with. All I know is he mostly hangs with four Bloods, big scary ass niggas. And one of 'em is really big, light brown, and intimidating."

Lucky chuckled. "Big bad crazy Scooter is scared a few Bompton Bloods huh? That's funny."

"Man this shit ain't funny. You're not the one facing death, I am. And yes they some big ass niggas but the leader looks so familiar. I feel like I've seen him somewhere but I can't put my finger on it."

I licked my lips after checking my pager. "So what do you want us to do? Why did you call me over here?"

"To help me out! You tripping E," he said.

"Nah fareal though, why are these Bloods scaring you? Did they threaten you or something?"

He nodded. "Yeah. Especially the leader. Well I assume he's the leader. This nigga scares the shit out of me."

"So what, you want me to loan you the fifty grand so you can pay him back?"

"What?" he spat "hell no! Then I'll be paying you back! And I didn't ask you to pay off the debt for me."

"So what you call me over here for? Just to tell me how scared you are of a few Bloods? That's the gangstest shit I heard all week," I laughed.

"I didn't ask you to pay it off. I'm asking you to help me get the money."

"How?"

He grabbed his strap and placed it on the table. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm down," said Lucky.

"I'm not doing this shit again," I muttered.

"What shit?" he questioned.

"This shit, you know what I'm talking about. Robbing, I'm not doing it."

He shook his head. "So it's like that? You're not going to help me?"

"Scooter I want to help you man but not this way. And you need to grow the hell up, learn how to handle yo business like a grown man because I'm not going to be here for you all the time."

He sighed and sat back in his seat. "I take that as a no. You aint helping me, so it's cool. I can do this shit with Lucky and a few other real niggas. I don't need you."

"You did about a week ago," I smirked.

[A/N: a week ago. Fuck with us and then we tweaking ho, tweaking ho. Run up on that nigga, get to squeezing ho, squeezing ho lmao. Let me stop playing]

"So you're just gonna let these big ass niggas kill me? Fucking kill me? I thought you was my nigga E."

He shook his head while holding back tears. Lucky gave me a sour look too but it is what it is. I stopped fucking with Scooter a long time ago anyway.

"I am yo nigga but sometimes, you gotta fight your own battles. I can loan you some of the money but you're gonna have to pay it back of course. So either way, you're going to be in debt regardless."

"Nah I don't want your money and I don't want you in my presence."

"Well.. I'm out," I said while grabbing my pager and heading towards the door. "Make sure you take care of that, and good luck."

Being back in Compton brings back so many memories. And driving out here in the middle of the night has me exhausted. I don't plan on doing anything else, I gotta get some rest.

I received a few messages from Jerry but I ignored them of course. I feel sorry for Scooter, I really do and I want to help him but this nigga is trigger happy and he's always fucking shit up when it comes to robbing.

So he's on his own for now but I'm still going to be there for him, like always.

I stopped at a red light and decided to listen to the radio because it's too quiet right now.

"Major key alert! Major key alert! Another one. I'm DJ Khaled from your favorite radio station in Los Angeles, Power 106. We have a public service announcement."

[A/N: and no it's not the DJ Khaled lol it's another d.j named DJ Khaled]

"This is DJ Talk Too Much from K-Power and I'm running for mayor of California."

I rolled my eyes and adjusted the volume.

"You should vote for me because I got the keys, keys, keys! I got the keys, keys, keys!"

I looked in my rearview mirror and pulled over. Here we go again.

He approached my car with one hand on his gun, then tapped my window. I rolled it down.

"Yes sir?" I asked.

"This your car?"

I rolled my eyes. "Yes. This is my car in which I paid cash for."

"I didn't ask if you paid for it or not. All I asked is if it's your car," he laughed.

"Yes it's my car."

"You mind stepping out of the vehicle?" he flashed his flashlight in my face "just wanted to ask you a few questions."

"Another one of those speeding traps huh?"

"Now," he demanded.

I turned the car off and stepped out. I faced him and he kept his hand on his strap, but little did he know that I'm keeping a hand on mine too.

"So what do you need to ask me?"

"No one asked you to talk... boy."

I shook my head and controlled my anger. It's just another day in Compton.

He glared at me.

"Well are you gonna-"

"Boy if you don't stop talking..."

"I just want to know what the hell is up with the harassment and what is it that you need to ask me?"

"Do you know anything about the City National Bank robbery?"