the night I died
The night I died ... I was out on a stroll in my motorcycle, I met a couple of random bikers, time was 2:35am we drove down what seem to Alameda up from San Pedro going north towards Compton. It was cold, began to drizzle. As we got closer to what seemed to be some sort of a project one of the biker dude told me to go with him to buy some fine weed. So split way with the guy we were with. time, 3:45, we reach this complex by the Alley we park our hogs and commence to hop this fence half covered with vines. We approach this black metal door from the back of the building, seemed like an exit. The man bangs on the door and we hear this guy say "aye motherfuckah, hold the fuck up, sheeeit trying to raise the fucking dead or what?! He opens the door, dark skinned, puffy curly haired fellow looked like he was mal nourish with a set of yellow eyes, opens the door. My companion tells me to wait outside as he goes in. 4:00 am, their are chickens running around freely, I kept thinking to myself "man this dude is taking long, what's holding him up?" Suddenly I hear him burst out calling me by a totally different name ( I can't recall) and I respond, he approaches me and tells me aye let's go, we gotta get the fuck out of here "like now!" When we hear Cars approach the side of the complex where we had parked out rides. He begins to curse and starts ranting gibberish to himself. I begun to feel scared and lost, unsure what was going on or what to be scared of I ask him "what's going on man? What happened?" He didn't respond. He had this pale look upon him with terror in his eyes. This man, who's stature with the attitude of a mean motherfucker ( come to think of it his vest had a logo on it that read "mongol") full grown looking like a badass biker with a beard and an average build to himself and tattoos all over his arms. Begins to tremble and the only thing he mutters is "run, hide" so we booked. Running through backyards, I can hear men screaming over here. They were coming. We had split up, he went right I went left running into what seemed like a wash room or laundry room. Roosters ran a muck freely. The floor was muddy and wet. I can hear in the distance that they've caught up to my partner. It was only time til they've reached me. I hugged the ground as if to sink in with it, my heart dropped deep into my stomach. I can hear foot steps. As I rose my head I see four figures. One walking past me, whilst one held a position Infront of the other two fellows. This particular man looks down to me and says "why theirs nothing to be scared of come with us" I was baffled, "what the fuck is going on?" They walked me back to the same spot I ran from two behind me and two in front of me. As we reached the same door I noticed that same guy that had opened the door for us earlier layed on a pool of blood on the floor. That one particular man turns and asks me " so, what happened? You just thought you can get away with killing our associate and get away with our product?" I look at him puzzled. "Excuse me?" Says I. He smiles, reaches in the back of his pants and pulls out a handgun and fires one round puncturing my chest, instant kill shot. I remember falling face first onto the mud. I suddenly wake with the same biker guy and two other men. 4:16, I feel the bullet lodged inside my chest. I ask what happened but no one responded. I looked up at the sky which seemed to have a different pattern and color to it not your usual dark blue scheme to it but dark black with a mixture or purple hue to it and no stars but light green smoggy clouds. I asked what happened again and they finally looked at me and said you've been shot, your in shock. I looked at the open wound I had and I see blood spurt out of me like a fake movie wound. As I touch it blood would just flow out more and more. The bearded biker tells me "don't move" so I do and he reaches into my chest and pulls out the slug, I feel no pain. It falls and immediately one guy says let's go to this spot I know, right then I hear the bullet hit the floor and it's ring just echos (clink clink clink). We began to walk down the alley from where the house was and reached this other house where they all just walked in, I myself still feelibg lost and confused looked at my partner and asked again "WHAT HAPPENED TO US MAN"? Motionless he turns to look at me and tells me "we're dead". I froze, unsure of what I just heard and said "no no no, if we were we'd be in hell shit, maybe even in heaven with girls and beer. He chuckles, no such thing. Lost, I pick up my cell and look at the time, read 4:24 am. I looked at my contacts and the only person I could think of calling was my mum. As I dialed the line seemed weak and broken like out of range, almost as if the Signal was giving out. Ring, rin- hola? Hello? It was my mother, inresponse I yell "mum!" Donde andas Mijo? (Half broken due to the signal) I saw full bars yet the signal was weak. I told her "ama no va cre er pero, estoy muierto". She exclaims in anger "¿que!¿ ¡no me vengas con pendejadas asi¡ ¿donde andas¿" I don't know I respond but I'm dead. She replies "¿si estás muerto porque estás en you cama¿" impossible I respond I'm dead ama, I blink and come to realize I'm in my bed with my hand cupped to my right ear and I distinctly hear myself saying "ama? Ama?.
