Zoey and R.J. were at his house. In the back of his mind, R.J. knew that he'd have to make the most of his life...in seven days. Zoey saw the sickly look on his face and it was almost like she knew. But R.J.knew that she really didn't. Take your focus off of that. Just live your life...in seven days. R.J. kissed her first. "What was that for?" "Can't I just have the freedom to kiss you whenever?" He kept it up and she pushed him away. "What's wrong R.J.?" He looked at her once and then just let one tear fall. He turned and faced the window. "I'm going to die in seven days, Zoey. I don't know what to do." Zoey couldn't believe what she had just heard. "Baby what do you have?" "Tex." "Oh God no! We have to get help or call the police or something! Why is he trying to get you?" R.J. sighed. "Six years ago, K-Mar and Tex always hug around the wrong crowd. even as young as they were they still knew the worth and price of weed. So Tex gave K the money to pick him up an ounce. K never gave the weed to him and on top of that, K turned him in for everything that Tex had done over the past year. Tex had to spend four years in Juvie and one year in prison. Then, after he got out, Tex found me and we became like brothers. He told me about it and then he told me to find a way to pick a fight with K so I could kill him. Well when I..." R.J.'s lip trembled and Zoey told him to lean on her. She rubbed his right shoulder, the one that got dislocated when he was four, just like he'd always loved for her to do. "It's ok I know the rest." "Yea," he sniffed. "So now Tex said I have to kill K or he'll kill me and K. Babe I don't know what to do. I'm scared. He says I have seven days and that he's gonna for sure make certain that I'm dead. I have to live out my life in seven---" Zoey understood and kissed him. And let me just tell you: that's where the problems begin for many people who can relate to the Special Report that I'm going to release soon.