Whoo! Here comes chapter 5 as you guys requested. Thank you all for your awesome reviews! And here is the answer to Spicer's kitten's question –Murdoc is the one with black hair, 2-D is the majorly sexy blue haired one. (aww this chapter is tearjerker)

CHAPTER 5: LOSS

Soon the boys arrived at Brooklyn High School, but unfortunately they were 10 minutes late and that made Russel's homeroom teacher unhappy.

OUT IN THE HALLWAY…..

"Mr. Hobbs, I don't know what is going on. This has been the 7th time you have been late to school." His teacher said sternly. "I'm sorry sir, it won't happen again." Russel said in a sad voice. "You said that last time, but it didn't work out, did it?" The teacher crossed his arms, waiting for an answer. "No….look teach, I'm really, really sorry. I'll try to be on time more often." Russel told him. "That's just not going to cut it; I'm going to have to give you after school detention." The teacher sighed. "What? No! I can't have detention. I promised my ma I would be good today and this is how it turns out?" Russel cried. "I'm sorry Mr. Hobbs, now get back to class." The teacher said. "But I-" Russel pleaded. "I said now." The teacher said. Russel sighed and entered the class room.

"Great, the one day when I try to empress my ma and it all blows up in my face." He said to himself.

It was dark outside when Russel got released from detention. He stepped out on the sidewalk with a moping look on his face. "Man, it's so late. My ma is going to kill me." He said miserably.

Up ahead, Russel saw 3 dark figures standing in the street lights. He recognized them right away. "Hey guys!" He started to run towards them.

"Russ!" said Darell, running over to him. "There you are man; we all decided to wait for you."

"Yeah we heard about your little dilemma, tough huh?" Marcus said.

The four of them walked down the street. There was a chill in the night that ran through the air; stars were in the dark sky. "Man, this sucks big time." Russel said, shame was spread throughout him. "Yeah, do you know what your ma is gonna do to you?" Mikey laughed. "Shut it Mikey, don't even remind me." Russel said angrily. "Hey I was just playin with ya man, don't take it so seriously." Mikey said.

Behind them, a red corvette pulled out of the shadows of the streets. 3 guys were sitting together; they were all dressed in matching clothes and were drinking beer. One guy in the driver's seat stared at the four boys as they walked. A twisted smile formed on his face. "Well, Well, Well, what we have got here. A group of kids out after dark. The perfect targets, heh heh heh."

He turned to the two guys in the back seat. They both were belching as they sipped their beers." What do you say we have a little fun fella's." He smirked. "Are we gonna do the same thing we did to that kid last night. I scored 40 bucks." One of the guys said. "Nah, we're going to do something different." A glint was in his eye.

"Hey, come to think of it. You said that gangs hang around here right, Marcus?" Mikey asked. "Yeah, we better hurry home. They could be out right now and we don't wanna be stickin around if they do catch us." Darell said. "Oh come on" Marcus said. "Stop being such babies guys, I ain't scared of any gangs. I can take em all on with my hands behind my back because-"

Suddenly a shot ran through the air. The boys almost screamed as they saw Marcus's face suddenly go pale. He clutched his chest and fell over, dead. Russel clamped his hands over his mouth in shock as he saw a car heading for them, it was the red corvette and the 3 guys that were sitting in it were armed with guns.

"One down, 3 to go." Said one of the guys.

"There gonna kill us! Run for it!" Darell screamed. "But what about Marcus?" Russel yelled looking back at his fallen friend, blood was oozing on the sidewalk pavement. "He's dead you idiot, forget about him. Just run!" Darell shouted.

The 3 boys tore down the sidewalk in panic. The car was getting closer and closer, the headlights blared on them. Another shot rang through the air, Mikey's scream was heard and then silence. Russel was frightened, two of his friends were dead, and he and Darell were next.

About half way down the street, Darell stopped and quickly turned around to look at the corvette. "Why are you doing this? We didn't do anything to you!" Darell screamed at the guys in the car.

"Hey, what's going on? They stopped running." One guy in the back asked the guy in the driver's seat. "Damn kids, I'll show them!"

Another shot was fired and missed Russel's head by an inch. Russel froze in terror "Let's get out of here Darell! What are you doing? Do you want to die man?" Russel shouted. Again, another shot was fired and it was heading right towards him. Russel shut his eyes tight and knew he was on the verge of death. He heard a scream and opened his eyes, surprised he was not dead. Darell was in front of him, a bullet wound in his chest. Blood was bleeding heavily from it. He couldn't believe Darell had saved him.

He glanced in horror as Darell fell to the floor. Russel rushed over to him and knelt down. "Darell…why…why did you save me?" Tears were welding in his eyes. "Aww russ….don't be like that man….I know that your life has been shit since you were a kid and dying would make it worse. I didn't want you to suffer just like Marcus and Mikey….besides were buds aren't we man….I have always been looking out for you….now I know there will be a better place waiting for me on the other side…" Darell said weakly. A long silence followed.

Darell….he's right…he was like a brother to me. I can't let him down.

Tears ran down Russel's face. A pain like no other was inside him. Russel stood up and stared at the car. The guy in the front seat was laughing. "Sucks for your little friend now does it? We were just trying to exterminate the filthy little roaches of this neighborhood. Hehehehehehehehehehe!" the guy laughed.

"STOP IT!" Russel screamed at them.

The laughing stopped and they all stared at him.

"YOU BASTARDS! I'LL KILL YOU!" Russel screamed in a rage. He ran towards the car.

For you Darell, I'll avenge you. Even if it means risking my own life.

Russel felt a bullet tear through his skin as he fell towards the pavement. This was it, this was how death felt. He heard the sounds of tire wheels screeching. They faded away into the distance, covered up by the sounds of night.

To be Continued….

So sad…the drive by shooting, I made it so sad, I tried to make it as sad as possible. Don't worry, Russel survives. Whoo! Del is in the next chapter.

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