Chapter 2: One Twisted Family And An Airfield.

Authors Note: Thanks Luke For My 1st Ever Review! Please R/R.

"Shut the fuck up you little cunt" "Fuck you old man" I replied, trying to stall the old prick. He slowly said to himself "Now to finish what I started" I heard him cock his gun and he was just about to fire when all of a sudden, some nigga in a balaclava came roaring in firing of AK rounds left and right, I saw my cunt grandpa fall to the ground and I couldn't help but smile, I then turned around to see who had saved my life.

My mouth immediately dropped; there standing in the doorway was my grandma. "What the fuck was that about bitch? You helped that old prick make my life hell." She thought about it then replied in a caring voice " I know I did and I'm so sorry, I wanted to help you out, besides I never loved him anyway" pointing at her dead husband's body. "To Fucking Late" I replied as my bullet slid into her neck.

I walked over her body and looked down at her. "What have I done" I thought to myself, then it came back to me, this bitch made my life hell, I quickly took back all my sympathy and fired another round into her muttering words like "bitch, skank, grandpa fucker."

I went back to my pig mobile and thought to myself, "what in fucks name do I do now" the pigs are after me and I'm practically broke, I then heard the pigs on their pig radio give away my location, so I quickly grabbed a cab and headed to the airport.

Once at the airport I put my 9mm in my shoe and walked past all the booths ahead until I got to the metal detector, there was no way around it, so I walked through it, and to my bad luck it went off. Some white boy said to me, "Please take your shoes off" and I just thought to myself "Fuck this" I pulled my 9mm out of my shoe and stated shooting security guards, I then sprinted towards the airfield, as I was running I thought to myself "Fuck yeah I'm gonna steal myself a plane"

As I reached the final door to the airfield, there standing in front of me was some white boy rent a cop, he looked like he was gonna shit himself, he reached for his baton, but was to late, my bullet had firmly reached his leg, "no need to kill him" I thought, once out on the air field, I remembered something, I cant fly a fucking plane, this is real life not some game, but then I saw it, my way out, a luggage carrier.

I jacked it off the white boy driving it and spun it round to face the terminal, I put my foot on the accelerator and took off, I crashed through the glass terminal back door and screamed out "You Fuckers Will Never Take Me alive" Turns out I was dead wrong. There was 30 swat members there firing at me, I took 12 bullets before I went down.

I went to the hospital with the pigs and got patched up, I was put on trial straight away and given 35 years, I have been in here for 2 years now.

So that's my story.

"Fucken Hell" was all that C.J's inmate could say, C.J simply smiled at him and said "Ready To Get Outta This Mother Fucker?"

Now grinning broadly the inmate replied "Lets Fucking Do This"

This story will now be told from the 3rd person.