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A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Waylon - Salem - Afternoon

"Good afternoon", Mary said, "How may I help you?".

“Well, I'm looking for a horse.” Waylon scratched the back of his and gestured at the horse in the pen.

"The Horse?", she asked, "He's not mine, sad to say. I decided to step in when I noticed he was left tied up outside the Diner all night with no food or water. He's not yours either....you look too healthy for that, the saddle and bags were covered in blood and there isn't a mark on you."

“That comes as no surprise that he'd be covered with blood.”

"With that said", Mary continued, "If you know who he belongs to, I'd be obliged if you would introduce me. I'm sure they would like him back, not to mention the contents of the saddle bags."

“It is a friend of mines, or rather Shelby's girlfriend Eliza owns him. She got shot up pretty good and ended up at the clinic. We just took her back home to our shop earlier and she asked about the horse because everything she owns is in the… saddlebags I guess.” Waylon shrugged, he didn't know much, if anything about horses. He smiled, a little embarrassed of his lack of knowledge, but he took in the young woman. Her cared for long black hair, his eyes met hers, a spectacular blue they were, he blinked and shook his head bringing himself back from his gaze, “Sorry, yeah, I'm sure she would like to thank you herself.”

The woman brought out the bridal and saddlebags, handing them to Waylon. She fetched the horse from the pen, “Right this way, our shop is down the road. By the way, I'm Waylon.”

The young woman seemed very cool, calm, and collected, but in a different way. The way she spoke, her tone was different also, but Waylon's thoughts got distracted as Mary stopped ahead of him waiting for him to take the lead. He gave a pleasant smile and took the lead, “Looks like you've been set up here for a little bit, surprised I haven't seen you around town.”

As they approached S&W Weaponry he tilted his head towards the front door, “This is our shop, the girls should be inside. You can tie him up...over here.” He pointed at an old fire hydrant. He opened the door for Mary and stepped inside, he didn't see them anywhere, then he noticed the broken office door. He put his left hand in front of Mary and pulled his 1911 from his holster, “Wait here.” Waylon held the pistol, ready for whoever may be in his office. All that was inside the didn't belong was Eliza's wheelchair. Waylon returned to Mary, “I think I know what happened, but better safe than sorry.” He maintained his ready stance as he began to head up the stairs with Mary behind him, “SHELBY, YOU UP THERE?”

Shelby appeared at the top of the stairs, “What the hell Waylon?”

“What the hell Shelby?” he holstered his pistol, “Another door? Really?” He shook his head and stepped aside, “This is Mary, Mary, Shelby.”

“New girl Waylon? She's pretty, nice to meet you ” Shelby grinned as Waylon blushed.

“No...um...she was taking care if Eliza's horse and would like to meet her. She had the saddlebags too.” He shot Shelby a look, she quickly returned it.

“We just got her upstairs and situated, she wants to rest, so…” Shelby shrugged, “I don't know how talkative she'll be, but c’mon.” Shelby led them to her bedroom where Eliza laid, “Hun, Waylin found your horse and stuff. This woman, Mary was taking care of him.”

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Shelby Jackson – S&W Weaponry/Home

Shelby watched as Eliza wrestled with something, something inside that she could tell ran deep. She just lightly rubbed Eliza's arm, “If you need to talk I'm here, I hate seeing you like this Hun.”

“Shelby could you lay down here with me? You can use a stimpak while you do it. I just don't want to be awake anymore.” asked Eliza, the pain on her face was not due to the external injuries, that was evident.

Shelby nodded, “I can, I'm sorry, I didn't know you wanted to sleep. I can give you a stimpack and then I can take you upstairs if you want? I just don't think that I can do it by myself. At least not without causing you pain anyways.” She got up, “The stimpacks are up in my room, just give me a second.” Shelby sprinted up the stairs and snatched a stimpack from her dresser drawer and rushed back downstairs just as quickly.

She took and wiped down the area above Eliza's gunshot wound and readied the stimpack, “Are you ready Hun?” With a nod from Eliza Shelby administered the stimpack, bringing a wince in Eliza's face. Shelby sat the empty stimpack in Waylon's desk and laid down, “Let me know if that helps, and if you think I can get you upstairs to my bedroom OK?”

Shelby held Eliza, it was a comforting feeling, but it did not extinguish her worry for Eliza. She just wished that she could help her past what was bothering her, patience wasn't always a value that Shelby had, but she had been learning it, albeit slowly. After several minutes Elzia moved her injured leg, just a little, then she nodded that she was ready to tackle the stairs with Shelby. “Alright, let's give this a try.”

Shelby helped Eliza up to a sitting position and draped her arm over her own shoulders. She placed her arm around Eliza's waist and they very slowly began their way to the stairs. At the base of the stairs Eliza paused, taking a deep breath and nodded, Shelby helped her up the never ending staircase. Once they reached the top, Eliza again paused and grimaced, but she was able to put a little pressure on her leg, a sign the stimpack did indeed work. She led Eliza to her bedroom and helped her to the bed, she pulled Eliza's legs up so she did not have to strain any more than necessary. “Would you like some different clothes Hun, or anything?” asked Shelby as she pulled the curtains closed.

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Brandy Brooks - Home - Afternoon

Humming along to Diamond City Radio, Brandy took the chicken from the hot cooking oil and placed the pieces on a cooking sheet. She grabbed an extra egg to put away when arms wrapping around her waist startled her, she yelped and dropped the egg. As soon as she saw it was Ace, it eased her slightly, but her eyes glazed over as she backed away from him.

Ace move closer and took her hands, "You should've just waited for me Brandy. Reggie is long gone history, hell I haven't seen her in almost 4 years. I'm not with her anymore. I wouldn't lie to you." He kissed her hand, "Ever since I saw you arrive to town those few weeks ago, I haven't been able to keep my eyes off of you. I want to be with you...please believe me..."

His words made her heart jump, knowing that he wanted to be with her are words she had been searching for, for some time. She sniffed back her tears, “Really ?”

Ace nodded, “Yes, really. Believe me when I say Reggie is history. Brandy, I want to be with you.” Ace embraced her and lifted her up to kiss her, sitting her on the counter. He ran his right hand up her leg feeling her soft, supple skin. With his left hand he pressed her closer to him, as they kissed with vigor. He pulled back and moved down to kissing her neck while his hand traveled on the inside of her thigh.

“Yes,” she gasped as things continued to heat up between them, “I want to be yours Ace, I want to be all yours.” She put her hands in his face and returned to kissing him. Ace scooped her up and carried her upstairs to her room.

Bow chickie bow wow

Brandy laid on the bed, rubbing Ace’s cheek as she stared at him, never before had she felt that kind of relief. She was sweaty, butterflies still chased each other around in her stomach. The way Ace touched her, his eager eyes, the way he took control, all things she had been longing for had come to fruition. Surprisingly she was more than comfortable laying nude in front of him, her modesty had left the building, instead being filled with loving confidence. Ace took his undershirt and wiped her off, she pressed his hand against her face and closed her eyes. “That was...wonderful, I had no idea how wonderful it could be.” She pulled his face to hers and kissed him again, her legs still trembled a little.

Brandy sat up and looked for something to cover herself with, there was nothing laying around. She looked at Ace and smiled, “I guess it is my house, and I don't think you'll mind if I walk downstairs naked to get my dress?” she giggled a little, walking down the stairs with Ace right behind her playing grab ass, she was thrilled that he felt the same as she did and loved the attention he was giving her. She picked her dress up off the kitchen floor and slipped back into it. She opened a drawer to fetch some oven mitts and took the chicken from the oven. It was sizzling, but luckily it had not burned one bit. The aroma filled the kitchen and floated outside through her open windows. She turned around and yanked Ace over to her by his belt and threw her arms around him kissing him again. The waves crashing against the shore in the background made it all surreal. “So...do you want to try a leg or breast? Both are really good, I'm sure you'll like them.”

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Shelby Jackson – S&W Weaponry/Home

Eliza turned her head to face Shelby as she exhaled, “Shelby...if you want to move on and forget about Calypso and the shit she did to you I understand but keep this in the back of your head. Bad leg or not, you say the word and I'll hunt that bitch down.” Eliza shifted her weight in the chair causing her to moan. “I might be a washed up but I'm still a Rider.” She moved her hand back to the cluster of dog tags, clenching them tightly. “We've got a debt to settle back west anyway.”

Shelby's eyes widened and she spit out a mouthful of water the waved her hands, “No, no, no, no Hun. I've been away from her for awhile and nothing has happened, let's not stir up a hornets nest, please. We can just live a low profile life here in Salem, we don't have to hide, but we don't want to raise a shitload of attention either. I had contacts of my own that I could've kept doing business with, they would rather seal with me than that bitch anyways. We don't need that shit anymore, your Riders, The Jaded Empire, we don't need any of that.”

Eliza's fist unclenched and the dog tags fell onto her lap. As much as she didn't want to admit she was so much more vulnerable now than she ever was.“Shelby I'm really sorry but do you think we could lay down somewhere?”

“Um...sure ,” Shelby replied, she could tell by Eliza's face and actions that she was either in pain or something was tearing her up inside. “Waylon has a couch in his office right back here.” It took Shelby a minute to try to get Eliza back in the wheelchair as carefully as she could, she then wheeled to the office door and it was locked. “Fuck me, hang on,” she turned and kicked the door a couple of times before it broke open. She pushed Eliza over by the couch and helped her to the couch.

Shelby took a breath, “I never noticed the doctor give you a stimpack, I have a couple, do you want to try one and see if it'll help you limp around easier?”

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Brandy Brooks - Breaking out of Ace’s Diner - Afternoon

Brandy just stared blankly at the picture of Ace and the woman who she assumed was his wife. She wiped her nose then sat up, neatly placing the picture on the nightstand. She looked at the clean gold ring on her thumb, she slid it onto her ring finger and held out her hand, the ring much too large for her finger hung loosely. Maybe someday. She sat the ring down next to the picture frame and sighed. Though Ace hadn't been gone too long, it felt like forever. She wanted to ask him about the two items, but she had lost her nerve. Walking over to Ace’s desk she pulled open the top drawer, there were three other pictures of the woman in there, she brushed away a tear and picked up a pencil and paper and write Ace a note.

Dear Ace,
I understand why I embarrassed you last night when I kissed you in the diner. I had no idea that you were married, none at all. You have never mentioned it, and I never thought to ask. I feel like a complete fool, I am sorry. I will leave you alone, I can't break up a marriage, that's not right.
Brandy
P.S. She is very beautiful.

Brandy placed the note on the bed where Ace would surely see it. She took one last look at the picture and walked through the appliance room to the cellar door. The door was heavy, but she managed to open it with some effort. Pausing to listen for a moment, she didn't hear anymore gunshots. She quietly shut the cellar door and bee lined for her house.

“Hey kid, why the long face?” asked Waylon startling her a little.

“I...um...I’m sorry Waylon, I don't really want to talk about it right now if that's alright?”

“Hey, no problem, hope whatever it is gets better. See ya later,” Waylon continued to the house next door to Brandy's, the horse was in a pen with a brahmin grazing on a small clump of grass. He walked up to the door, thinking it better to do than just taking the horse. He knocked on the door, “Hello?”

Brandy would have really liked to check out the horse, she watched it chew some grass then unlocked her front door. She left it open as the screen door slammed back shut behind her. She opened up the windows to enjoy the ocean breeze and also to keep it cool while she used her oven. She ran upstairs and tore her clothes off, putting on a sky blue summer dress and her glasses. Grandma always said cooking helps because you help others to have a meal. A small smile formed on her lips as she walked to the kitchen. Her apron was hung next to the fridge and she put it over her head and tied the back before she grabbed an empty container, flour, two eggs and some seasoning she had in the cupboard. She decided she was making fried chicken for Frieda and herself. She began mixing the ingredients together and pulled a container with the chicken she had dressed the other day. She rolled the pieces in her batter and put them on a plate as the cooking oil came to temperature.

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Shelby Jackson – S&W Weaponry/Home

“In all honesty Shelby I came to this town to die. I have a lifetime of pain and suffering behind me, people I’ve lost or left behind. I can’t live with that anymore, and I can’t escape it in a world filled with it.” Eliza was interrupted by the sounds of gunfire, instinct told her to spring onto her feet but her injuries stopped her dead in her tracks “Fuck! Where did I leave his gun!?”

Shelby held up her hands, “Whoa there Hun ,” she helped Eliza get situated back down. “Look where you're at, you're in a gun shop.” Shelby grinned at her, “I'm pretty sure we can find you a gun,” she winked. She noticed that Eliza had took hold of a number of dog tags tied together and began to fan through them as she sat quietly for a second.

“You know, I have been through of world of shit too. I've done a lot of shit that I wish I could take back and I've suffered too. We have each other now, or again, however you want to look at it, it doesn't matter. We are here...together, for each other, try to relax. These are good people around here so far, and that little twit Brandy, you won't find a more goodie two shoes I guarantee you that.” Shelby took a drink of water.

“Shelby I’m sorry. I should be thankful for what I have left, not what I have lost. It means everything to me that you're back in my life."

Shelby smiled, “It means the world to me too.” she stood up and pulled a .44 mag from the wall display and handed it to Eliza before she turned around and rifled through some boxes of ammo. She found a box that had 11 cartridges in it, “Here, if I don't make you feel safe enough. Told ya we could find a gun,” she laughed then pulled an AK-47 from the wall display and a full magazine for it from under the counter. “I'm not leaving, I'm just gonna pop my head out the door.”

She walked and looked outside up towards the diner and around, seeing no action she returned to Eliza's side and sat down, “Guess we'll just sit and wait. When we get you upstairs I'll make sure you have a nice scoped rifle, you can pick off assholes from my bedroom window.” Shelby just stares at Eliza, her hair was still damp and hanging free, she shook her head, “You know what? It was all worth it. Every last bit of it, all the shit Calypso put me through. Luckily I had Waylon, he rescued me, risking his own life for me. He helped me to heal my physical wounds and tried to help with my emotional ones too. He did everything that he could, and I'm grateful. I know you will like him, I saw the way you looked at him a couple of times. Honey, trust me when I say he is good people.”

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Brandy Brooks - Ace’s Diner - Early Afternoon

“Mind the mess, I used this area for the diner’s food. My living space is the other half. Let me get light.”

“OK,” Brandy replied while fiddling with her hands nervously. When the lights came on she gawked at all the functioning appliances but kept quiet. She followed Ace over to his room and he grabbed her and pulled her to him, her heart fluttered. He leaned down and planted a kiss on her, she raised her hands to his shoulders. Ace sat down on the bed, pulling her down, she turned to face him and straddled his legs as he took away the fright inducing gunfire. Breathing heavier and heavier she adjusted the collar on her T-shirt then pulled on the bottom of her shirt to remove it.

Ace stopped and looked at her smiling, “I hate to stop this, but I should check upstairs, make sure everyone is okay.” Brandy didn’t want to let go, He kissed her again but managed to pry himself loose, “I’ll be back soon, I promise.” She finally let go him, wiping a little sweat from her forehead before she fell back on Ace’s bed. He just left her hot and bothered as she turned into her side to get comfortable. She laid there, rolling to her stomach she clutched the pillow and yelled into it, “WHYYYY!!!”

Thought that's why he hired Betty? she balled up her fists in frustration. She turned to her side and closed her eyes. Laying there for a few minutes calming down herself so opened them and instinctively reached for her glasses on the nightstand and knocked over a picture. Oh no!!! You dummy, you didn't even wear your glasses here. She sighed and sat up, reaching over to pick up the picture she knocked over. She caught a glimpse of something shining on the corner of the table, she picked it up and felt sick to her stomach. “A wedding ring?” she then turned the picture around and nearly choked at the scene of Ace embracing an attractive Latina woman. “What have I done, he is married? I'm a disgrace to my grandparents.” She couldn't even face herself, tears dropped down from her cheeks to her chin to her lap. She couldn't let the picture go, nor could she even move or speak. Her thoughts were all over the place, wondering how she did not know that Ace was married. He was a handsome man, so why wouldn't he be? She began to compare herself to the Latina woman in the puc, coming up short in everything that she thought of. She laid back down, slipping his wedding ring on her thumb and staring at the picture.

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Shelby Jackson – S&W Weaponry/Home

Shelby and Waylon managed to carry Eliza to a chair to sit her down, “Thank you. I don't really have any idea on where to go from here. Everything I owned that meant something to me was on my horse and I don't know where he went. So I don't know what to do.” Eliza stopped herself for a minute and raked her hair with her fingers, she was getting a little emotional and was trying to calm herself down. “I don't want to be alone anymore. I've spent too much time alone, and afraid. I can't do it anymore.”

Shelby got down on her knees next to Eliza and brushed her cheek, “Don't worry Babe, I'm not going anywhere.” She looked at Waylon, “Have you seen a horse? Would you be willing to look for it? Someone must've seen it.”

“I can do that, did you want to get her upstairs, or did you want to wait?” asked Waylon.

Shelby looked at Eliza, “Let's wait a little bit before we do that, I saw you wince a few times leaving the clinic Hun.” She jumped up, “OH, and find out if Brandy actually followed through with it would ya?”

Waylon shook his head, “You're terrible.” He walked out the door.

Shelby turned back to Eliza and held her hands out to her side, “Was it really that bad? I mean, the girl needs to be defensive at least once in her life right?” She waved it off and grabbed a couple bottles of purified water from the dorm size fridge, “Here ya go Hun.” Shelby drug a second chair over by Eliza and sat down, “If you need anything please just tell me.” She took a swig of water and just looked at Eliza, tears started to flow again and she put her hands on Eliza's knee, “I still ca...can’t believe you're here, I missed you terribly. I was worried to death, almost literally about you.”

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Brandy Brooks - Salem Beach - Early Afternoon

Ace shook his head, “Nah…not the time. I’m on break right now with my girl.” He paused, “By the way, I hired a waitress and cook to help me out at the diner. You know to give me time to spend with you or anyone else for that matter. Bit of an attitude on her, has nothing in this world, even the clothes she’s wearing once belonged to me. Escaped from Children of Atom. I think if you started over, you might like her…”

Brandy ran her finger around on Ace’s chest, “I'm really sorry, you know that's not me. It's just...I have someone that I want to really get to know, spend time with in a different way now.” She looked up and kissed his chin, “I've never really had a relationship. Shelby just got me so worked up, maybe it wasn't right, but she did point out something. I need to stop letting people walk all over me, not sure if I can do that again though. I may need your h….” Then it clicked, she raised her head and looked at Ace with a long face, “Di...did you say she is wearing… your clothes ?” that last words and a saddened pitch to them.

“Are you alright kid? That was a hell of a swing? You need to put your hips into it next time, knock her on her ass.” said the woman who was in the diner this morning.

Brandy blushed with tears still in her eyes, “Kind of, I feel terrible though, been a bad day so far.” She wiped the tears from her face, “I'm Brandy, welcome to Salem, just wish the circumstances were a little different though.”

She looked back at Ace, “How did she get you clothes?” Gunfire echoed from nearby, startling Brandy, she clung tightly to Ace.

“I’ll be right back! Don’t worry I’ll try and bring you back a souvenir!” Sara said and headed towards the gunfire.

Brandy's eyes widened, “Why would she go towards it? We need to get out of here Ace, I have that turret in my house, maybe we should go there? What if we're being attacked?” Her heartbeat thumped as she began to get more scared when more gunfire erupted

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Brandy Brooks - Ace’s Diner - Early Afternoon

Like a boss, like a boss, handle it like a boss , Shelby's words cycled in Brandy's thoughts as she walked down the stairs. She walked right past the Dr. Arthur froze and backed up, “Dr. Arthur, I brought two wheelchairs, and a few other things for you, for the clinic.” She gestured to the pulpit where she had placed everything, “If I find more stuff I'll bring it right over, but I have to go take care of something right now. I will bring you some food later if you want to rest, you look really tired.” She smiled, “You're a real good man Dr. Arthur, we sure are lucky to have you around. I hate to leave, but I have to go now. Have a wonderful day.”

Brandy stepped outside, she puffed up her chest and took a deep breath, “Like a...a, like a f…” she narrowed her eyes and looked towards the diner, “LIKE A FUCKING BOSS!!!” She quickly looked around, hoping nobody heard her.

Waylon and Shelby were wheeling Eliza to the door when they heard Brandy. He looked at Shelby, “I hope you're happy.”

Shelby have a devilish grin, “No, not really, I forgot a couple of things.” They wheeled Eliza out the door, “Hang on a sec guys, BRANDY!” Brandy turned around and met Shelby halfway, “I forgot, the first thing you need to do is walk right up to Ace and give him a good kiss, then walk over to that chick.”

Brandy rifled through her bag, “Let me find a pencil, this is a lot of stuff to remember.”

Shelby pulled Brandy's hand from her purse, “Look at me, I know you aren't a mean person Brandy, but sometimes you have to kick a little...ya know? Stop letting people walk all over you, you're a....a good friend, a good person and most everyone in this shit ass world these days will take advantage of that, stop letting them.”

Brandy took a breath, “I'm your friend, a real friend?”

Shelby rolled her eyes, “You drive me nuts sometimes and I could choke the shit out of you but yeah...youre my friend.”

Brandy hugged Shelby and squeezed, “I never knew you thought that, that you were a real friend, thank you.”

“Yeah yeah, go on, take care of business,” Shelby broke off the hug and started walking back towards Eliza and Waylon before yelling over her shoulder, “Tie your hair back and take your glasses off.”

“But I don't have a hair tie on me.”

Shelby dramatically rolled her eyes again, “Then go home and get one.”

Brandy gave a thumbs up, “Good idea, I'm on it.” She turned around and walked home, handle your shit, he's your man, be a fucking boss , she repeated in her mind. She got to her front door and looked across the street at the diner, she caught a glimpse of Betty and clenched her fists, “Handle your shit. He is my man.” She walked inside slamming the door behind her. Going straight up the stairs to her bathroom she stood in front of the mirror, “Let her know not to mess with Ace, you deserve him, you deserve to be happy. I'm not letting you steal him away. Be a fucking boss.” She spoke to herself in the mirror as she pulled her hair up into a ponytail. She stared at her reflection then took off her glasses, “I'm sorry Nana and Papa, but I have to handle my stuff.”

She drummed her fingers on the edge of the sink and began to practice mean mugging. She clenched her jaw, balled up her fists, narrowed her eyes, “STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY MAN!!!” She screamed, as she worked herself up, recalling Shelby's advice her heart rate picked up. She wished Shelby was still there to coach her along but Shelby was right, she needed to handle this on her own and not let the girl think she can walk all over her. Who was Brandy to question Shelby? She had seen Shelby be mean quite a bit, like Shelby was a professional. Thoughts of people she remembered taking advantage of her, stealing from her, harassing her, tricking her, being flat out rude to her. Her own brother who had done all of those things to her, this girl was the straw that broke the camel's back. “ENOUGH IS ENOUGH,” she snarled at the mirror.

One last, long, deep breath and Brandy turned and walked slowly down the stairs to her front door. She chewed on her lower lip, kept opening and closing her fists, with a nod she whipped open the door. Tunnel vision set in on the diner, she saw the sign Steve had put up earlier, “I will rip you down,” she growled under her breath and marched across the street to the diner. She got to the door and put her hand on the door pull, she watched as Betty walked past Ace, running her hand across the small of his back. “Like a fucking boss, time to handle this my shit.”

Brandy yanked the door open, Betty glanced but went right back to what she was doing and paid no attention to Brandy. She walked around the counter, “You can't be back here Toots.”

“OOOHHHHH, yes I can….BETTY,” Brandy hissed like a venomous snake and she walked up to Ace and put her right arm around his waist and her left hand behind his head, pulling him down where her lips met his and she gave him the most passionate kiss. “I'm taking care of you tonight, you might want to close up early Honey.”

Brandy turned around to see Betty staring at her with disgust. She walked right up to the younger woman, Betty didn't back down and Brandy got right in her face just like Shelby had told her to, pressing her feet hard on the tile floor moving Betty back. “What's your fucking problem Toots?”

“YOU, you're my....my fucking problem bitch,” Brandy's eyes began to burn with rage as she very quickly reflected on seeing Betty drag her hand across Ace’s back. She shoved her finger up to Betty’s face, “You stay the fuck away from Ace. Don't you fucking touch him like that ever again, you got that bitch?”

Betty leaned back and laughed, “Are you serious right now Toots?”

Brandy balled up her right fist and raised her brow, “Yes I am Betty ,” and from out of nowhere and unable to stop, the never felt before ferocity of her anger exploded and Brandy’s fist found Betty’s mouth, “Serious enough bitch?”