"So I was wondering if I could come spend the weekend with you?" I mentioned into the phone. "Mom and dad said it would be okay, as long as you were o...ay with it. It would be a good time for some sister bonding." "Yeah, that would be great," she agreed. "I don't get off until 10 Friday night but mom and dad have a key. You can come over whenever you like." "Awesome," I said a little overly excited into the phone. "I will see you then." After hanging up the phone, I became nervous. How was I. He strolled to the other side of the room. ‘You know nothing about me.’ He protested. ‘Well it’s pretty obvious!’ I raised my voice this time. ‘Is it?! Well let me tell you then, that you’re a stuck up little bitch.’ He said, an evil smile bubbling to his lips. I took a step back, hurt. ‘How dare you.’ I walked purposely towards him, stopping only when I was within inches of him and I could feel his hot, angry breath. ‘It’s true.’ He said. I raised my hand to object but he grabbed my wrist. I thought she looked kinda cute, but anyways she was just 17 and even if she was older i wouldnt have done it with my buddy's sister! Anyways i think she was also attracted to me a little bit. She used to come to see her brother sometimes with her parents. i always took the opportunity to see this cute little thing. Mark and i decided that i would go to his house with him for the holidays for sometime and then go back to my own house. he lives in ny, i wanted to look around . So we went to his. Mack went inside himself and made a phone call. By then, both sets of drug dealers knew I was in trouble, and they were looking for me.“When I figured out what Mack had done, I took off running as fast as I could. It was no use. I turned a corner, and there was a large group of goons. I guessed there were about 20 of them. I turned and ran the other way. Unfortunately, I ran straight into the other dealer’s goons. It was another mob about the same size as the first.“What is really sad is, Mack.