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... him. "I don't know." He said, sitting next to me. "I don't even know if I'M a wimp." "I've been betrayed, Derek." I said simply. "By my wife, your s****r, and my s****r. The bonds of love and bl**d have been severed by their lust. I know what's going to happen, and it's going to be hard, but we have to stand by our convictions to the very end, even if it means us dying. "No one who does what his heart tells him to do is a wimp. No one who stands up for himself is a wimp." I looked at him and, for really the first time, I was glad I could see myself in him. I knew he was mine, no matter what. I knew he was beside me. "Neither one of us are." I did what my heart told me to do. The judge's hammer hit the desk, and I smiled to myself. I turned, looking at Derek, my son, Jeremy, my best friend, and Rick, Nancy's husband, who all nodded at me and smiled. I stood up, then looked straight at Aron and Wallace, who glared angrily at me. I'd beat them this time without having to raise a fist. Beside them, Jessica and Sarah wept. They would have to work now, since their new supporters weren't nearly as rich as I was. "Now, for the case of Nancy and Rick Norman." The judge said, announcing the next divorce case. I walked over to Derek, put my hand on his shoulder, and smiled. "Come on, son, let's go home." "I'm going to miss mom and Jessica." He said, his face streamed with tears. "You can see them, if you want." I offered. "No way! The way they hurt you and used you! How could I?!" I ...

... smiled. I still had my number-1 fan. As we walked out of the court-room, I heard Wallace shout my name. "Hey Nicky! This ain't over!" He shouted. Wallace and Aron charged towards me, and before they could pull their guns out, Mikey and a policeman (Bob, Linda's husband) beat the living shit out of them. I urged Derek to not watch, since the scene was pretty gruesome. Derek and I drove home in the Impala we'd won from the case. My attorney had traced the funds from my bank account into the two men's', and the judge agreed it was only fair I get my money back. *** Years later, my new wife Laura, our first c***d Susan, and my son Derek sat together as a f****y watching television. The news was saying something about a d**g- house that had been seized by the police and condemned. In the background, Derek and I saw Wallace, Aron, Sarah, Jessica, and Nancy all running from the building as the police stormed in. The women weren't dressed very well, appeared very gaunt, and were all pregnant. The next day I alone went to the building, and noticed a small series of card-board-boxes set up in an alleyway. I went over to investigate and noticed that it was the f****y that had started when my old f****y had ended. I glared at Sarah, then flipped her a five-dollar bill. She yelped for joy (perhaps not recognizing me) and she and the other began plotting their use for their new income. I sighed and walked away, forever shutting out my racist wife, daughter, and s****rs' existences and ...