Samantha sat on the edge of her bed, clutching the golden locket her father gave to her, days before his death. She stared out of the window for a brief moment before rising up to her feet after hearing her brother call for her. A soft sigh escaped over her parted lips as she walked down the stairs and immediately went to his side. "Yes, dear brother?" She raised a delicate brow up at him. He wanted nothing more but for her to phone the others for a brief meeting at their house. With a head nod, she did just that then turned back towards him. "Anything else?" She asked with a hint of sass. His lips pursued into a smirk as he commented to go and make him a sandwich.

With an eye roll, she turned heel and went back upstairs to her room, where she picked out something to wear for this meeting. She even grabbed The Street Kings jacket, which were given to her by one of the members, Johnson. A soft blush came over her cheeks thinking about him as she shook her head of the thoughts then went over to her sister's door, raising her fist up to knock on her door. "Meeting in fifteen minutes, Jennie." She said while moving away from the door and heading towards the bathroom, where she showered and brushed her teeth.

After changing into her clothing and applying a little makeup on her face, she heard the roaring engines of multiple motorcycles come from outside. She gleamed a little then put on her Street Kings jacket and rushed out of the door to her bedroom and down the stairs. She looked at Benjamin greeting everyone inside and leading them to their small meeting room. Her eyes locked with Johnson's as she giggled to herself then stared at the floor. Benjamin saw the display and raised his scruffy brow, which made her gasp slightly.

Samantha shrugged her shoulders as she walked into the meeting room and sat down on the arm rest of Johnson's chair, which made their love for one another even more obvious. Benji shook his head then his voice roared. "Where the hell is Jennifer?" And all eyes fell upon Samantha as she shrugged her shoulders. "I told her fifteen minutes but you know she is always late." She rolled her eyes and hated the fact that Jennie got showed a little compassion for being late.

If it was her, all hell would break loose.

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What another wild night.

He thought to himself as he felt the sun kiss him upon his left cheek. His eyes opened up slightly as he raised his arm up to block out the sun. It seemed like it was too early but it was actually about two hours past noon. He sat up in a bed, which wasn't his as he wondered where he was and how did he get there exactly. Michael scratched the top of his head while getting out of the bed and walking towards the door, opening it and walking down the stairs.

Michael eyes fell upon Alex, who was like a little brother to him and asleep on the couch, then it became clear. Alex picked him up from the bar and brought him back to his place. He had to thank the little brat later but for now, it was time to get some coffee. He yawned while walking into the kitchen, wearing only his black boxer shorts, as he started the coffeemaker after putting the strainer and coffee in the appropriate place. He raised his index finger up to rub the sleep out of his eyes as he tries to remember what happened last night. He couldn't. It seemed like someone had wiped his memory or he was too hungover to even remember.

After hearing the beep and seeing that the coffee was ready, he poured himself a cup then went over to the liquor cabinet and grabbed the Vodka. Michael poured himself a little bit then went a little overboard by pouring a lot more. He took a small sip then leaned against the counter, his eyes flashing out towards the window in the process. If only he could remember what happened last night would make him feel a little bit better about starting his day. He had for Alex to wake up before finding out anymore details.