Just had a gun put to my head.

I have been dealing with this dude I met about a month ago. I would give him visa giftcards for crack-cocaine, and get about 50% of their worth in cash. I realized that I could steal the giftcards and he wouldn't know the difference, so I did. And I built up about 1800 in debt to him, and then continued giving him fake or cards with no money on them. I kept fucking this guy over and over, I knew it was going to catch up. Today I gave him about 3 fake cards. Tonight around 3 he texts me and asks if I can give him a ride, he says he will give me a g. Was sorta suspect, but I agree. I get over there, call him and say im pulling up and he answers "yeah" and then hangs up. Seems even more suspect.

I pull up to the apartment complex where we had met multiple times in the last few days, and he walks out. He gets in the car, I had food I was going to eat, so I ask him if hes hungry. He goes Yeah, hungry for some ass. Pulls out a 9mm on his lap, says "Give me my money." I try to play dumb, he then points the gun at my face. "You've been fucking me, give me my money. I will blow your fucking brains out right here." We go back and forth, me trying to play dumb and cover my ass and finally I convince him to put down the gun, and I get him 500 cash.

That was the story in a nutshell, but wow - that was the scariest moment of my life. Im a 20 year old dude, and could not stop crying for about an hour after that happened, it was awful.
 
Shit man, that's terrible. But at the same time, did you expect anything different? You don't fuck with someone who deals crack.

I don't want to get preachy, but perhaps this is a bit of a wake up call?
 
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