Hearing Tallis's words shook him a little. He nodded at her with a calm demeanor and looked down at his paperwork. [i]"Breathe, dude."[/i]

Jeremy walked into his room, seeing her clothes laid about on the floor. He peered into the bathroom to see her in the tub with a line and a glass of whiskey. This made him smile for a second before he spoke. "Hey, I'm out. Should only be gone for an hour or two. Call me if you need anything." He slowly closed the door and leaned against it for a moment, taking a deep breath and getting his thoughts together.

All of the members gathered at the clubhouse before they took off on their bikes. They were meeting with the Evil Saints to establish boundary lines, but Jeremy anticipated things getting out of hand. The ESMC was known for fighting, but at least they kept it clean.

Talking with the Evil Saints lasted about 15 minutes before a heated argument broke out between Jeremy and the other VP. Black has tried to hold him back, but the Evil Saints VP threw a punch that made Jeremy red with anger. The fighting seemed to last for hours, with nothing but fists and curses being thrown left and right. Finally, the ESMC retreated and the brothers from the Red Devils got back on their bikes. Jeremy acted fine, not showing the pain he was feeling, but once he pulled up in his drive way, he felt like he couldn't even make it inside.

He stumbled up the front steps and through the front door, partly because of his injuries and [i]partly from the whiskey[/i]. He threw his keys towards the kitchen counter and slid off his cut, wincing and sighing the entire time. He knew his left rib cage was at LEAST badly bruised, but as he looked down at his white shirt, he saw blood. "Fuck." He took his shirt off slowly, cursing the entire time. He threw it towards his sink and attempted to assess what happened to his ribs. [i]Motherfucker must have had rings on."[/i] A few deep gashes littered his ribs and abdomen.

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Solomon's eyes widened at the word "virginity." She definitely didn't act like smit was her first time. "K, you're fucking with me right? Oh Jesus, not only did I sleep with Tillman's sister, I took her fucking [i]virginity?[/i]" Someone pounded on the door which made his naked self jump towards the bed. After Patty yelled through the door, Solomon shook his head and looked around for his cut and clothes. He dressed quickly and leaned over and kissed Kaci slowly. "I'll be back soon, K." He ran out of the door, slamming it behind him. It was time for the meeting with the Evil Saints, just in time too; he was craving a fight.

~after the fight~

Solomon ran up the stairs of the clubhouse, feeling a lot more cheerful than Jeremy. He somehow made it through the fight with a busted lip and a small cut above his eye. He swung open the door and closed it behind him, expecting Kaci to be waiting for him. But, there was no sign of her. "K?" he called out, walking to the bathroom to make sure she wasn't in there. He shrugged. [i]"Maybe she went home."[/i]

He stripped his clothes and flopped in his bed, not bothering to pull the covers over him before he fell into a deep sleep.