"It's was 1995. Jimmy Smith jr is a white living in Detroit, in 8 Mile. Coming from a poor family, he lived in a trailer with his mother.
One day, he was in front of his trailer when some men came and started beating him up. They even pointed a gun at him, decided to ended his life. And in 8 mile, no one's will interfer not wanting to get in trouble.
Jimmy closed just eyes feeling his end coming when he heard...
___"Héeee. The cop is on the way"
A young woman yelled from her trailer
All of the boys look up and see the young woman. Papa Doc and the boys curse to themselves.
__"Cops are coming…" Doc says.
__"Let's get the hell out of here!" One one of the boys say as they start running away."
The moment they begin to run away, Jimmy lets out a deep exhale. That was a close brush with death.
The girl went near Jimmy once the gang left.
__"You okay?"
She asked softly kneeling near him.
Jimmy was still a bit winded from the beating. Despite getting rescued, he still looked pretty battered.
__"Yeah, I-I'm alright…" Jimmy says as he gets off the car, wincing in pain.
__"Do you wanna go to hospital?" She asked genuinely concerned by his state
Jimmy immediately shakes his head.
__Jimmy: "H-hell no…They'd ask too many goddamn questions and put it on my record like always."
He then looks up at the woman.
__Jimmy: "But…thanks for saving my ass back there…"
__"You're welcome" She smiled softly
Jimmy smiled back: __"Don't think I've seen you around here before. Who are you?"
__"I just moved in couple of days."
Jimmy nodded, raising an eyebrow.
__Jimmy: "Ah…well, welcome to the trailer park. Wish you could meet the rest of the town under way better circumstances and all…."
__"Yeah. But is there any better way to meet in this neighborhood?"
__Jimmy: "Guess no. Name's Jimmy. Nice to meet ya."
__: Cheruma: "I'm Cheruma"
__Jimmy: "Cheruma?... That's a weird name."
He was surprised, never hearing that kind of name before
__Jimmy: "I'm not seeing any "not weird name" saving your ass."
She rolled her eyes
__Jimmy: "Okay, fair enough"
He chuckled and immediately regretting it due to the pain.
__Cheruma: "You should healed your wounds or it will hurt more"
__Jimmy: "I'll be fiiiiiiine…"
Jimmy says, despite some of his injuries aching as he said that.
__Cheruma: "Either way you're trying to impress or you like pain."
She chuckled
__Jimmy: "Maybe a bit of both?"
This gets a light chuckle out of Jimmy, despite the pain.Jimmy winced slightly as he chuckled.
__Jimmy: "Heh…don't make me laugh too much, makes everything hurt like hell."
__Cheruma: "See what I'm saying."
__Jimmy: Eh…it's not the deep. Can't go to hospital and all…I'll just get some bandages and painkillers I guess. I swear, I'm gonna pay Papa Doc back one way or another…ugh…" He sighted
__ Cheruma: "Papa Doc?" She asked confused
Jimmy nodded.
__Jimmy: "Yeah. My enemy. Guy who was beating me up…"
__Cheruma: "You should focus on getting healed not revenge. Those guys don't seem to play."
Jimmy groans in annoyance.
__ Jimmy: "I know, but I can't just let him get away with beating me up like that, in front of the everyone here in the trailer park. Everyone's just gonna think I'm weak and that I let that bastard get away with it…"
__Cheruma: "Where are those everyone when you're getting beaten? Believe me doing something just for people to not talk is unworthy."
Jimmy was slightly taken aback by this. Her wisdom was rather mature and accurate.
__Jimmy: "You…You got a point on that…but still…it's embarrassing. Everyone's just gonna think I let that bastard walk all over me…ugh…"
__Cheruma: "He had a gun and they were like 5 men against you. If everything they are the pussies ones."
A small smile appears on Jimmy's face.
__Jimmy: "Damn…you're good at words…alright, guess I'll take a break from the whole revenge stuff. For now…ugh…"
__Cheruma: "Well then I'm going back to my trailer. Put some bandage." She laughed
__ Jimmy: "You got it, lady...Heh…good talking to you. See ya around…?"
He gave a weak but cocky salute.
__Cheruma: "See y'a. Try to sleep well." She nodded
Jimmy then took a deep breath, wincing a bit as he began to walk awkwardly back to his trailer. He was too much in pain, so he just collapse in his bed, not having the strength to take care of his wounds.