I couldn’t think about anything besides the horrible reason we were there having this conversation. I felt horrible for Gino, knowing he would never get to see his dad’s smiling face again. Knowing that Joey, Gino, and Dessy would never get to spend time with their dad again was killing me. We returned to our seats and I already was close to tears. The whole situation was crazy. I couldn’t believe he was gone. I looked around and saw some of my closest friends in tears. It was like a bullet through the heart. I remember seeing Dre start to break down and knew I couldn’t hold back the tears anymore. I walked over to Dre and hugged him and started crying like a baby. This was one of my closest friends. I consider him family, that’s my cousin if anybody ever asks me. Seeing him and the rest of my friends like that killed me. “I love you bro,” I told Dre as I let go of him, “This is fucked but just know that no matter what, I got you, we are going to get through this.” “I just can’t believe it had to be him.” Dre replied. “I know,” and with that being said we were both in tears. I hugged him again and headed back to my …show more content…
Big G was a family guy and was always there for the people he loved. But family doesn’t just mean blood. Family is the people you keep the closest to you. Family is the people you will die for. Family is the people who you would break bread with. Because if he can’t break bread he’s fake. I’d break bread with all my closest friends if it came down to it. If I only had a dollar left to my name, one of my friends and I are each getting a 50 cent cake from Kum n Go. And that’s real. I consider all my boys family. And the main thing I learned from Big G passing is that you have to be there for your family, because you never know if it’s going to be the last time you see