"I want to beat some ass," Lando said stooping to place his gun on the floor.
Lando punched Yasmine's face; she fell backward. Her blood spurt when Lando's hits kept coming. Blocking two of his punches, Yasmine kicked him. He moved away from her over to Brice, slamming him with punches before Arcadio pulled him off. Brice grabbed for Yasmine then he noticed Shawn trying to scoot toward Lando's gun.
Arcadio turned in the direction Brice looked. He slapped Shawn's face then picked up the gun. Why didn't he fight him back? Arcadio stomped his chest and arms.
"Crawled over here, Brice," Arcadio said raising his gun in Brice's directions. Brice turned over on his hands and knees shuffling toward him. Firing his weapon at Shawn hand, he danced the cabbage moves with his Adidas and matching gym shoes. Shawn's scream filled the hall.
The scene reflected a war picture with a clown stuck in the middle. Brice's pants had soaked with his urine. Twitching from the wetness, he wanted to get out of there. He didn't desire to die. Arcadio controlled whether he would live today, a human. His mother told him God had that authority. His body shook and he closed his eyes, he no longer trusted his mother's reasoning.
"This is your brother that you protect," Arcadio said, spitting on Shawn. "I don't listen to you. Brice is a Tattle Tale member."
"Obey, boys." Lando shouted.
Arcadio lifted Brice up and threw him on top of Shawn. "Now you're blood brothers."
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