BAD DREAMZ

I could feel the warm air rush into my lungs, as the intensity cut deep into my soul. As I looked around the red concrete building, the little kids played in a rusted and barely functional playground. 

A group of men played pickup at the basketball court, as others stood around trying to see if they got next.

The current drug dealers are sitting around the entrance to the apartment building trying to get customers to buy what they are selling. And flashing their guns and gold for the social media post. 

Women doing each other's hair, talking about what is new in their world, as well as men they with, and how they aint shit, and never going to be shit. 

As a little kid sells water to the poor people trying to beat the supposed heat. And an old man selling hotdogs on the street corner. But all happy and having fun as it was a perfect day. 

As I stood there, what seemed to be perfect, became deselect as the sky turned to rain, the warm atmosphere became cold to the bone. The people staring at me, as I could feel them staring in with jealousy and hatred, as if I had robbed them of something, their livelihood.

They all screamed, as their voices reached the heavens, making me shut my ears but it did not help. The sound was too strong to be shut out. Making fall to the ground. 

But as I was about to run the screams stopped, as they all looked at me again. This time with fury, as their eyes began to glow gold, they screamed: "WHERE IS MY MONEY AIDEN", all in unison. 

I got up and began to run, as fear gripped me, amongst the towering red brick projects buildings as they started to burn down within the sky.

The smoke and ash spread far and wide. "Boom, Boom, Boom" as the building I ran past exploded into a fire. falling bricks came down like hail, destroying everything in its wake. I maneuvered past as best as I could but still getting hit sometimes. 

White mist blanketed my way as the explosion of the buildings housing the famous white powder. causing me to suffocate.

I could still hear the screams of the people, as I ran, still screaming: "WHERE IS MY MONEY AIDEN". 

"Boom, boom" feeling my heart beating like a wild horse trying to get free. But I was still restrained, as I fell within the snow perforated all over the ground.

Looking up, I was not amongst the burn crack buildings anymore. I was sitting along a frozen lake. As a man and women stood in front of me.

A woman and a man formed right in front of me. They had no faces but wore hoodies and pants and matching black boots. 

But the man didn't say anything, but I could hear the word plain as day. "WHERE MY MONEY". 

They looked down at my tattered body, I could feel hate and disgust emanating from them. As quickly the man pulled a gun out and shot me three times: (boom) one in the head. (Boom, Boom) two in the chest. 

I could feel all three bullets as they entered hitting my rib cage and them by heart. The pain was excruciating as my body flung back, as the last bullet hit my brain turning everything to mush. 

Surprised to not hit the cold ice, and fall within the depth of the lake, but hit the cold wall of a large bank vault. 

The space looked like a large safe, as the walls have safety deposit boxes littered all over the wall. And in the front, was a large black door with a spinning wheel lock. 

I screamed with all my might, but nothing came out, as the words couldn't flow as if my vocal cords were ripped out. 

The door closed, locking me in darkness. As each bolt locked in place, it created a deafening sound. As if the ending of a time. Until…

I was shaken awake by Steve, but before I realized it, I grabbed his right arm, moved behind him, locking his arm behind his back. 

Using my other hand and placing it around his throat into a sleeper hold position. Squeezing on his windpipe. But once I realized who it was, I let go.

"Sorry, I forgot this wasn't the Chi" I said before backing up to give him some space.

"Dame boy, it's hard to wake you up. You couldn't hear all the banging I was doing?" Steve said, placing his hand on his throat, clearly startled at what happened. 

"Don't worry about it, just get ready for school. I got to drop you off anyway." Steve moved to the door, dropping the subject.

"I made breakfast, if you want some, you got 30 minutes" he said, shutting the door.

I looked back at the door, puzzled by the man that was supposed to be my father. Before dropping it, going into my suitcase, pulling out an outfit, and rushing to the bathroom.