He knew the devil was with him every where that he went, and he didn't want Ashlyn to dance with the devil as well.
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Dance with the devil? What did he mean dance with the devil? Now Ashlyn stood on the roof of the Four Seasons hotel, smiling, as the wind glazed through her hair. She heard a deep scream from behind her. She peered over her shoulder, to see Luke frozen in time.

Luke passed him the .22, and Billy pulled the shirt off of the woman's head, her jaw broken, and blood everywhere. Their eyes met, and Billy cringed, and stuttered. It seemed like he knew the woman. He dropped the gun, as the woman cried more painfully then when they were raping her. As Luke shot the crying woman, Billy jumped off the balcony.

They never spoke about it again, for it was Billy's mother who they raped. In fact, they stopped this all together, not wanting to think of how they raped the woman who once gave him birth. Some of them were able to shake the memory, but Luke never did.

Ashton, Calum, and Michael left to get food. Luke would've went along, but stayed to make sure Ashlyn didn't do anything stupid.

"Want some water?" Luke smiles, and she simply nods. He grabs her hand dragging her into the kitchen. "Why'd you try to do it? Twice." He abruptly asks. She thought for a minute.

"Even if life gets better, life doesn't feel like it's worth living." She slowly whispers. "I miss my mom, my brother named William, I miss the happiness I had when I was young. Now I just feel empty. I'd rather feel pain then this lingering suffer." Ashlyn fought the tears in her eyes, trying to make herself look like a strong, independent woman.

Luke said nothing, but instead wrapped her in his arms, resting his chin on the top of Ashlyn's head. After a good thirty seconds, she pulled herself off, roaming the bookshelf for something to keep her occupied. She spotted a light brown shoe box.

"Please put that down." Ashlyn didn't listen to Luke's request, and opened it. Luke started running after her, Ashlyn took off, giggling.

"Na Na Na Na boo boo! You can't get me!" Ashlyn teased, running into the bathroom, locking it. She searched through the words, which she guessed was song lyrics. She ignored Luke's pounding on the door, and his yelling. Then, something out of their normal song lyrics stuck out. Messy writing in red pen, which made out,

'I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
His primary concern, was making a million
Being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
He used to fuck movie stars and sniff coke in his dreams
A corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen
Nigga never had a father and his mom was a fiend
She put the pipe down, but for every year she was sober
Her son's heart simultaneously grew colder
He started hanging out, selling bags in the projects
Checking the young chicks, looking for hit-and-run prospects
He was fascinated by material objects
But he understood money never bought respect
He built a reputation 'cause he could hustle and steal
But got locked once and didn't hesitate to squeal
So criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real
You see, me and niggas like this have never been equal
I don't project my insecurities on other people
He fiended for props like addicts with pipes and needles
So he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil
A feeble-minded young man with infinite potential
The product of a ghetto-bred capitalistic mental
Coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed
Dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
But he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed

Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
You probably only did a month for minor offences
Ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
But then again there's always the wicked that knew in advance
Dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block
But that's what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
Devils used to be gods angels that fell from the top
There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot

So Billy started robbing niggas, anything he could do
To get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew
Starting fights over little shit, up on the block
Stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
Working overtime for making money for the crack spot
Hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine
fulfilling the Scar face fantasy stuck in his brain
Tired of the block niggas treating him the same
He wanted to be major like the cut-throats and the thugs
But when he tried to step to 'em, niggas showed him no love
They told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
Any bitch nigga with a gun can bust slugs
Any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood
Even Puffy smoked a motherfucker up in a club
But only a real thug can stab someone till they die
Standing in front of them, staring straight into their eyes
Billy realized that these men were well-guarded
And they wanted to test him before business started
Suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold-hearted
So now he had a choice between going back to his life
Or making money with made men, up in the cife
His dreams about cars and ice made him agree
A hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be
And so he met them Friday night at a quarter to three

They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
Smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
Until they saw a woman on the street walking alone
Three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home
And so they quietly got out the car and followed her
Walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
They wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
"This is it kid, now you got your chance to be raw."
So Billy yoked her up and grabbed the chick by the hair
And dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
She struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs
They got to the roof and then held her down on the ground
Screaming, "Shut the fuck up and stop moving around!"
The shirt covered her face, but she screamed and clawed
So Billy stomped on the bitch, 'til he broken her jaw
Them dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing
They kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving
Blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently
And then they all proceeded to rape her violently
Billy was made to go first, but each of them took a turn
Ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned
Her broken jaw mumbled for God but they weren't concerned
When they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and bruised
One of them niggas pulled out a brand new twenty-two
They told him that she was a witness for what she'd gone through
And if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
He thought about it for a minute, she was practically dead
And so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head

Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
He thought about the cocaine with the platinum and ice
And he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
Cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
But what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter
'Cause he was staring into the eyes of his own mother
She looked back at him and cried, 'cause he had forsaken her
She cried more painfully, than when they were raping her
His whole world stopped, he couldn't even contemplate
His corruption had successfully changed his fate
And he remembered how his mom used to come home late
Working hard for nothing, 'cause now what was he worth
He turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
And crying out to the sky 'cause he was lonely and scared
But only the devil responded, 'cause god wasn't there
And right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
And so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
They say death takes you to a better place but I doubt it
After that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
And listen 'cause the story that I'm telling is true
'Cause I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom too
And now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
In fact, I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
And every street cypher listening to little thugs flow
He could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know
The devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked
White, brown, yellow and black color is not restricted
You have a self-destructive destiny when you're inflicted
And you'll be one of god's children that fell from the top
There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
So when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
Because a dance with the devil might last you forever'

Ashlyn recognized the quote from her brother, and even what Luke said to her the night before. This made her sick, knowing her mom was raped, killed, when her brother, William, jumped off the same building her mom was raped at. She remembers all of William's friends addressed him as Billy. She remembers the old last name, of her father, Jacobs. This was her brother. But, who wrote this song? Who raped her mother along with William?

Notes

LISTEN TO DANCE WITH THE DEVIL- IMMORTAL TECHNIQUE
I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING IN THIS SONG, ALL CREDITS TO THEM
PLEASE DON'T SUE ME.

Hope you liked this chapter ;D WHO DO YOU THINK WROTE THE SONG AND RAPED HER MOTHER??? COMMENT BELOW!! I AM SO HYPED