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what happened part 3 : the bookings (based on true events)
as the man hovered over my brother I walked toward them and said "hey don't touch my brother we just wanna go man" with desperation in my voice and he turned and walked toward me and Said " ya wanna go"..."let's go then" and before I could tell him we wanted to leave he stormed at me and everything my step dad taught me flashed threw my mind all the year's at a young age of sparing and playing fighting, and bam I landed a massive blow to the side of his head behind the ear and just bellow his ear lob and he stiffened up from the shaking blow that usually puts a 200 pound man down for the count. His eyes bounced around as he fell like a tower backward on the the gravel driveway with a thud.I wiped the gravel dust and rocks off my hands and body as I walked up to see the condition of this poor guy that just snapped in a alcoholic rage. I felt the pains of rocks in my hand that I punched with and my back was sore I must have fell in the dodging of the blows.
As I approached the man Pierre was getting up and saying "shit bro what happened " I replied with "he just freaked out and almost smashed you a bunch with that six pack there" the six pack was around the drive way scattered at this point from the struggling and the man lays there unresponsive and seems to be unconcious me and Pierre look at each other with fear in our eyes and after a minute I say "well let bring him in his house so he's not out in the heat" at this time it was about +35 probably 40 with humidity."Ya sure "Pierre replies. I walked around the man and grabbed him by both biceps and Pierre grabbed him by under his knees and we lifted him.he was heavy dead weight as they would say , hard to move but we managed to carry him 30 feet to the front door and as we approached the door I heard" gurgling" and the man started saying "get off my property " we respond with "ya as soon as we get your dumb as safe inside " the man started struggling as if we where gonna hurt him but with little strength. and we made it up his stairs they where cluttered with empty,shoes and random stuff it was hard to get up the stairs but we made it and we flopped the man on to his bed on his back. just then the smell hit me, it was old moldy ,dog , rotten smell, it reminded me of all the rooming houses I grew up in filled with old drunks or crack heads and I instantly had a heart...
As I approached the man Pierre was getting up and saying "shit bro what happened " I replied with "he just freaked out and almost smashed you a bunch with that six pack there" the six pack was around the drive way scattered at this point from the struggling and the man lays there unresponsive and seems to be unconcious me and Pierre look at each other with fear in our eyes and after a minute I say "well let bring him in his house so he's not out in the heat" at this time it was about +35 probably 40 with humidity."Ya sure "Pierre replies. I walked around the man and grabbed him by both biceps and Pierre grabbed him by under his knees and we lifted him.he was heavy dead weight as they would say , hard to move but we managed to carry him 30 feet to the front door and as we approached the door I heard" gurgling" and the man started saying "get off my property " we respond with "ya as soon as we get your dumb as safe inside " the man started struggling as if we where gonna hurt him but with little strength. and we made it up his stairs they where cluttered with empty,shoes and random stuff it was hard to get up the stairs but we made it and we flopped the man on to his bed on his back. just then the smell hit me, it was old moldy ,dog , rotten smell, it reminded me of all the rooming houses I grew up in filled with old drunks or crack heads and I instantly had a heart...
