Dealers anonymous

Gary Swift a heartless drug dealer, who has spent his whole life in the hard world of hackney. Brought up on Gangs,drugs and violence he is considered royalty in this dark and unforgiving world. Always respected, never doubted by the youths who roam these streets.armed and unfraid.In a worlwind of events Gary has no choice but to realize this is not the life he wants and tries to leave, but once your in Hackney, you can't get out.


2. chapter one

Gary made his way down the broken paths of hackney minding the territory’s of the gangs that patrolled their own estates. Armed. Gary was secretly terrified of the gangs that patrolled those private estates as they were ruthless, he pulled his cap lower and walked a little faster, he stifled a cough and began to walk down his own stretch the first gang he passed was his ‘fam’ - close friends of his, they were called a45 and their belief is that you are violent because you are defending your own they were insanely hard, no one would mess with them for that reason alone. They weren’t the ruthless kind the leader 27 year old Kricker shouted over to Gary,


“Gary my blud! good to see you here once again”, Gary laughed nodding and shook Kricker’s hands passing him a small plastic bag of pills as he did, you wouldn’t have known what he had just done even people with the sharpest eyes would not have known and as Gary was leaving Kricker popped a £20 in his hood making sure no one saw.

Gary lit a cigarette and continued his small walk to the skips were he met Matthew each night at 4am Gary was a little late this time as it was already 3.57 but he could make it, he passed Alice street the street in which Matthew lived it was a dusty old road filled with old style detached houses, a lot of old people lived in this road and it was weirdly serene. Serenity in the middle of a complete hell hole, like a single rose in a bush of thorns.

Another gang nodded their heads respectfully at Gary as he passed through a filthy alley way that connected Kurt road and June avenue, 5 minutes away now he saw a good friend Peter Boodle, he was forever doing Gary favors, Peter squinted at Gary from over the road, “ANY PILLS “?, he shouted this at the top of his voice even though they were only a road apart. Gary smirked and threw him a package. “Free of charge son.”

“You’re a good guy Gary” he grinned and carried on swaggering towards his own territory feeling for his 9mm incase a rival gang saw him. Gary tilted his head to the side it was so easy for him because no one didn’t have respect for Gary swift he was considered hackney royalty.

“Alright swifty“, Matthew stumbled over to Gary interrupting his thoughts entirely,

Matthew slurred his words and ran his hand over Gary’s mouth, “You shaved mate “Gary laughed and nodded whacking his hand away.

“Well observed matt”

Matthew nodded enthusiastically,                            “Now Gary. Where is my stuff “? Matthew held out his shaking hands that were sliced neatly from where he had crawled in broken glass in a drunken rage 3 days ago,

Gary frowned as Matthew shoved five twenties in his pocket he had paid him way too much but Gary didn’t bother to correct him he was sure it wouldn’t hurt… Gary handed Matthew ‘the stuff’ the cocaine and stepped back giving his friend a final pat on the back “I’ll ring you in the morning matt alright bruv”? Matthew smiled “Course it is gaz see yeah then”

Matthew stumbled off into the darkness clutching the clear bag in which lay his newly acquired cocaine.

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