| 4/15/2004, 1:03 am Sometimes we have to remember who we are and where we came from. Cause otherwise you'd be nobody. My sister calls me on Saturday, asked me to watch the kidds. Of course I said yes. Id do anything for them. She has but to ask, and sometimes not even ask. She and the boys are my family. And for family youd do just about anything. So watching the kids was a no brainer. Of course I would do it. I get to the house around 12pm. Shes waiting for me outside. As I park the car she walks towards me. She says she has to go to work for 4 hours so she wont be long. I tell her no prob. I give her 9 bucks and ask her pick up a extra large pizza for dinner, she gives me back the money and says dinner is on her. We argue a bit, finally she accepts my money. You see my sister doesnt have much cash. So the little I can pitch in I do. Im finally making a little bit of dough so Im not gonna just be all pinche (mex word meaning stingy). I walk in the house and
the kiddos are watching Dexter's Labratory. I hate that cartoon and ask
them if they want to go visit grandpa. That peaks their curiosity. They
know what a grandpa is but never knew they had one. So I take them to
Groves Cemetary where my dad is buried. The boys dont really grasp the
idea of a cemetary. Its a creepy place, probably perfect for guys like
Legion and Fox. They were into this kinda stuff, me I just played along.
Never was into the evil stuff. Funny when you think about it cause with
a name like Doom youd expect it, but a name is just a name ya know.
The boys are walking around and looking at all the
statues and tombstones. We see this beautiful statue of an angel. We
look on in awe. It is so sad and beautiful. She has her wings crossed
across her body and her head hanging. Joel asks if the angel is crying.
I only say no, "shes not crying, just said". I can see Daniel
struggling to find the words to ask why (he hasnt developed full speech
just quite yet). I reply "She's sad guys cause her father died.
He's buried underneath her."
This quiets them down, I know later on today they will ask more
questions on angels but for now I am happy to have them quiet. We get to
my dads lot. Its a simple stone, nothing fancy or special.
"Hola Papi, I'm here. And I brought 2 special visitors. This big
guy here is Joel, the little dude is Daniel, dont let his size fool you,
hes a tough little sob. They wave to the stone and says hello grandpa.
Joel asks if they can play tag. I say yes just not to wander too far. To
stay where I can see them. I came here to talk to my dad, I know this
would be boring."
"I'm looking out for them pops. I will not let them make the
mistakes I made I promise. Shit you remember the first time you caught
me smoking? I was behind the apartment complex, I musta been 14 or so,
shit you came out walking Cujo (our dog back then) and you spot me. Man
you hit me good, shit people thought you were abusing me. I had bruised
on me for a week. Yeah I kept on smoking but you died 2 years later so
its not like you could of hurt me. But I intend to do the same to our
boys if they get out of line. Best way I can think of helping them is
protecting them, at all costs."
And so I continue my conversation with my Papi. What the rest is
about is not anyones concern. It is private. As I am calling for the
boys. I hear a huge boom of a base. I turn my head and I see an old
black Impala cruise by the front of the cemetary. A young black guy
eyeballs me. I nod my head showing I see him. The car moves on and I collect the boys. We go home and they teach me
how to play Spiderman on their Playstation. I suck at it, but we have
fun. Soon Maria is home with pizza and some pepsi. We have a good
saturday. Eventually as the sun sets I make my way outside. I see people
sitting on their stoops and a huge part of me wants to join my friends
and see whats up. Something is bound to happen. Its Saturday and I got a
few bucks, why not stick around. Maybe my friends from the Impala will
cruise by and we'll have a game. I always think I have changed, but deep
down I always hunger to come out and play. And my mind wanders over to
Fox.
"Fox what kind of man are you? So far you have been silent. I
really hope, you're not underestimating me. Your silence does not come
to a shock to me though. If I am you, I am wondering just how to
approach me. Me the loser, me the joke of SFT. I know you didnt think of
me a joke. But many did call me a joke, your silence to that makes you
just as guilty. You see Fox something in me got woken up. Its not a
beast or a demon or any of the crap you spew. Something in me got pissed
and here I am knocking at your door at 4 am asking you what the #### you
intend to do about it?"
"The laughter has died off now hasnt it? And I know theres
people looking for reasons on my dramatic change. Hell this has been me
all along. I played the game cause I liked to have fun. But people
looked down at me for that. Thought less of me and made fun of me. I
just wanted to have a little fun, can you understand that? but seems you
all didnt see that. All you saw was a jobber. I held back cause I had no
interest in winning, never did. But it seems the only way to shut
everyone up is to clench my fists and make you all shut up. So consider
yourself the first, but not the last. Everyone who thinks I am a joke
and a jobber, well butter up boys. I have come to play. And youd all be
best advised to steer clear of me."
Doom walks to his truck and opens the door gets in and starts the
motor. Just like my car came alive with the turn of the key. I am like
that. The key in me has been turned. And I wont be satisified with
anything till I stand over each and every mother####er in this fed, till
I stand over them in victory. My smile will be real. And you Fox will
finally understand, its not a good thing to #### with little nothings.
Cause sometimes little nothings get wooden sticks and beat you to hell
with it. And make no mistakes Fox I am coming for you. Shit the moment I
woke up I knew you were target #1, brothers or not. If I take you down,
the rest are gonna stand up and run like hell. Cause as it is, I dont
see no one banging down my door like Im banging on yours. Come on Fox,
come out and play. Im waiting bud. Im still waiting. And wether you want
to or not. You and I will play this game.
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