Was It Worth It: Before the Storm

By Derrick Freeman

The day has finally arrived for Dwight "Crip " Francis to be released from prison. Now he's ready to get back to the streets and start where he left off, running hard in the streets selling drugs, hitting the hottest clubs, and seducing the finest of women, but what Dwight doesn't realize. The streets has changed since he was last seen on the sets.
Now the question remains,can he survive the deceit,unworthiness,snitching,hating that has overcome the Capitol City of Baton Rouge,which is now called Jigga City.Where only the strongest can survive in this small jungle that once was the land of the free.
Though he still remain a hard knock to the woman even behind bars, he's getting older and thinks it's time to settle down and when he meets a young Yasmine Tracy he thinks he has hit a jackpot and can finally settle down and claim his ground, or will he remain with his girl of 10 plus years, who has been through it all with him.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Aug 18, 2011
• ISBN: 9781463429935

Derrick Freeman

Derrick Freeman is born and raised in Baton Rouge ,Louisiana. The father of five beautiful kids Jarnae ,Chavis,Tiaja Freeman, O'Brien Green and Dajahinque Hamilton.. I started writing books in June of 2008 after a terrible incident that occurred in my life thanks to Marcus Patterson, Marcus Ferry from Valley Park a neighborhood in Baton Rouge. Any way this police officer without a badge inspired me to start writing. Even though he pushed me down in life for a minute ,he also help me to become the writer I am today. I feel that if you have a dream pursue it don't let anything or anyone stop you from becoming what you want to be in life. I want to give a shout out to Reg Joe for being there for me whenever ,however love you lil brother. Jermy Haeseley of Author House for giving me the chance to prove that I could put it down on paper . I plan to make Author House the number one best seller in Urban Fiction so hang in there with me.. My mother Betty and sister Lawanda, yall held it down like no other and I want to thank you. Tasha you have been there when no one else was,keep it up boo one day it will all pay off.. My family Peggy, Snag, Buttons, Snoop, Darius, Pam, Shelia, Rhonda< Marvin, Jim, Eugene, Fat Mike, Jug, Aunt Val, Kevin Turner, Kevin ,Ann, Marie, Micheal, Dominic Scott, Bubba, Bo-Rob in Angola, Mattie, Tonja, Heisha my cousin from Detriot. If I forgot anybody catch you on the next one. To my boy Fish for being there for me through thick and thin. Alvin Mliller, Lee Lucas, Chad Tate, Johnny Powell, Cedric Tripplet , Shelton Broardway, Andrew Harvey, Trick, Duke, Ham, Dolemite, Quick, Brian Veals, Romel Sims in Oakland Califorina, Myron a good listener and reader as I wrote you proof read. Calvin Ricks what's up dude, Edward “Big Doodle” Wheaters. To my homies in Zion City, Southside, Ghost town, C.C Lockdown The Bubble Nu-Nu and right now I would like to thank everybody that purchase my novel “ WAS IT WORTH IT “ it's the first of serveral to come so be looking out for books coming soon by Derrick Freeman. Im taking all my readers on a journey down south and show you how things Jigging in Jigga City.. If you have any comments or things you want to know about me write me @ 4932 Stearn st. Baton Rouge, La 70811 I promise to hit you back whoever you are that took the time to contact me . May God Blessed You

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PROLOGUE

Derrick Freeman is born and raised in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. The father of five beautiful kids Jarnae, Chavis,Tiaja Freeman, O’Brien Green and Dajahinque Hamilton.

I started writing books in June of 2008 after a terrible incident that occurred in my life thanks to Marcus Patterson, Marcus Ferry from Valley Park a neighborhood in Baton Rouge. Any way this police officer without a badge inspired me to start writing. Even though he pushed me down in life for a minute, he also help me to become the writer I am today. I feel that if you have a dream pursue it don’t let anything or anyone stop you from becoming what you want to be in life.

I want to give a shout out to Reg Joe for being there for me whenever, however love you lil brother. Jermy Haeseley of Author House for giving me the chance to prove that I could put it down on paper. I plan to make Author House the number one best seller in Urban Fiction so hang in there with me. My mother Betty and sister Lawanda, yall held it down like no other and I want to thank you. Tasha you have been there when no one else was,keep it up boo one day it will all pay off.

My family Peggy, Snag, Buttons, Snoop, Darius, Pam, Shelia, Rhonda< Marvin, Jim, Eugene, Fat Mike, Jug, Aunt Val, Kevin Turner, Kevin, Ann, Marie, Micheal, Dominic Scott, Bubba, Bo-Rob in Angola, Mattie, Tonja, Heisha my cousin from Detriot. If I forgot anybody catch you on the next one.

To my boy Fish for being there for me through thick and thin. Alvin Mliller, Lee Lucas, Chad Tate, Johnny Powell, Cedric Tripplet, Shelton Broardway, Andrew Harvey, Trick, Duke, Ham, Dolemite, Quick, Brian Veals, Romel Sims in Oakland Califorina, Myron a good listener and reader as I wrote you proof read. Calvin Ricks what’s up dude, Edward Big Doodle Wheaters. To my homies in Zion City, Southside, Ghost town, C.C Lockdown The Bubble Nu-Nu and right now I would like to thank everybody that purchase my novel WAS IT WORTH IT it’s the first of serveral to come so be looking out for books coming soon by Derrick Freeman. Im taking all my readers on a journey down south and show you how things Jigging in Jigga City.

If you have any comments or things you want to know about me write me @ 4932 Stearn st. Baton Rouge, La 70811 I promise to hit you back whoever you are that took the time to contact me. May God Blessed You

Dwight Francis pack yo shit your time is up in here, you’ve been waiting for this day to come, hopefully you don’t treat society the way you’ve been treating my officers. Ah man cut the bullshit I haven’t had a write up in 18 months, what you mean the way I treated your officers?

Mr. Francis just enjoy life an go home to be with your family cause that’s all you talked about the whole time you were here, remember I’m the one that blocked you for that tattoo gun. I wish you well and I hope I don’t see you in the justice system again.

I appreciate your acknowledgement, but the justice system is so fucked up you never know what become of you once you are here, all I’m trying to do is accomplish my goals and provide for my family, which I see shouldn’t be to hard being the well-known O.G. that I am, but thank you anyway and maybe one day if I see you on the outside I will treat you to a steak dinner.

You have five minutes to say your goodbyes, cause your family outside in three vehicles waiting for you to be released.

As Dwight prepared to say his goodbyes his close friend for the last three years Cedric Ced-Dog Bibbins poured a cooler of cold water on him, Ahh shit man you done messed up my first pimping fit. I thought I would let my girl strip it off me. Now it’s all soaked. I may not keep it real with you and send you funds and flicks dude.

Man just stay positive out there and treat everybody like you do on the basketball court unstoppable. Anyway niggas ain’t pimping no more that shit dead, "said Ced-Dog. Be safe dog I will stay in touch, now get out of here. You been gone to long my nigga pimping ain’t never dead, niggas out there just scared.

As Dwight was leaving he hugs and shout out to Houdi, Mack, J-Rock, John-Boy, Tickface, Big June, Dirty Boy, Snag, Snoop, Slick, Jam, Black Jamar, Romel, Marcus, Sleepy, Dolomite, D-boy, Sugar-Slim, Cigarette, Weed, Big V-90, and his bunk partner for the last 15 months V-Slim. Say dude I hope to run into you out there once I touchdown I only have four months left said V-Slim. Catch me if you can because I will be like the gingerbread man out there sticking and moving said Dwight, but get at me dude I’m out of here.

Ok Francis you don’t leave now, you will have to wait till 7 a.m. in the morning "said Officer Jones. I gotcha man, I’m at the sound door now soak and wet. As he walked out the door he turned around and stated. God Bless yall real niggas and you fake motha fuckas can meet me outside and suck my dick.

OUT DA DOOR

CHAPTER 1

Hey Due, said Stanky, one of Crips favorite girls, besides his two daughters Jasmine and Desiree, only his grand-mother Wholly who pasted while he was on his bid can compare to his sista. Being that they were raised by a single parent and struggled most of their life in the streets of Zion City, they were very bonded.

Though Crip promised to get his sista and mother Betsy out the hood by playing football and basketball, something that never happened due to an ankle injury in his sophomore year in high school, he was never the same.

Crip turned to the life of crime at an early age, whereas he robbed rival neighborhood kids of their possessions, he was headed for destruction that’s for sure.

Later down the road, after several run-ins with the law. During one of his times being locked up he met Estavon, a real straight Mexican. They became close friends and did about 1 year and a half together. Crip busted out and left Estavon with about 8 months left, they stayed in touch with the other until Estavon was released. From there they did they thang.

Estavon was on the quiet tip, as for Crip, he was wild the fuck out and this disturbed Estavon a lot, though he had much love for his boy, he was just un-stoppable and didn’t care bout shit,did’nt take any shit either. Where Estavon came from those kinds of attitudes brought heat on the out of state connections so Estavon had made a deal with Crip and afterwards chilled out from the highway and game as well for a while.

HIGHWAY TIME

CHAPTER 2

As Betsy and Stanky addressed and welcomed him, his friend girl at the present time Emily was there to pick him up. Even though he liked Emily only to a certain extent she possessed his 2002 Range Rover purchased by his longtime friend Jason. While he was away Jason took good care of Crip and his kids during his 10 year bid.

Jason made sure he had the finest things in and out of jail, but his feelings toward Emily were due to her walking out on him after the first two weeks he was incarcerated. She stopped accepting calls, writing and just as well disappeared from the face of the earth. Crip adjusted to the things that happened and allowed her to roam the streets, enjoy whatever it was she was looking for out there eventually after 8 years she came back pleading and crying her case that she was left alone out here and couldn’t go back through this situation and blah-blah-blah.

During the time of Emily resurfacing in Crip’s life,he was vulnerable not having a female companion to conversate with, so he opened the door for her to come back into his life, with stipulations that he would deal with the way she handled things later once he was free.

The rules to the game are not to allow someone to walk in and out your life at their free will. There are always consequences and repercussions to everything that you did and even though he didn’t respect what she did, he allowed it anyway.

As Crip chatted with his people in the parking lot of the Bunkie Correctional Center, his girl Emily told him that Jason sent him a stack until farther notice, with that said and done he decided to take his people to the Paragon Casino in Marksville before they head home. When they arrived at the casino Crip drunk back-to-back shots of hen-dog and pineapple juice while he was killing them on the blackjack table, after 2 hours of immense gambling and winning 3 more stacks to go with the 1 he started with it was time to head to the house.

So baby are you happy to be home after all that time said Emily. It sure feels great boo I just have to adjust back to the streets, I’m not trying to go back through that drama anymore. I have a lot of things to achieve out here and I want to take it step-by-step ya dig. For show said Emily. How do you like the way your whip rides and I know I’m gone get that good jug tonight or this morning shall I say, Ooh you talking big shit ha like you could handle this. I just want you to put it all the way in, balls and all, if you could get them in there too. Well the music by Keisha Cole Love was setting the groove. Well if you feeling that horny show me what its gone be like once we get to the house, at that moment Emily unzipped Crip’s pants and pulled his tool out and commence to suck it she was bobbling her head to the beat of I Gotta Be by Jagged Edge as she went stroke for stroke. Crip hadn’t felt this good since he was tapping that ass of his boss at Dollar Correctional Institute while he was a gym orderly, dam baby shit that feels good Oh shit slow down I’m bout to run off the road and my mama gone wonder what the fuck going on up here. Still slurping she called me a mamas boy.