Billy P.

I can't get her out of my mind this mysterious, hot girl on that nearly as hot motorbike.

I want to know who she is, I have to know who she is, but how? I've never seen her before it's like she came out of know where. I have to stop this I need to concentrate, I have work to do I have streets to rule, a gang to rule, I've an idiot of a brother to make sure doesn't get shot but I can't get her out of my head. That ass of hers in those tight leather pants, her slender figure that almost made her look like if you touched her she'd break but yet the way she stood screamed confidence, leadership, self control all of this just added to her sex appeal but her hard blue eyes, they were like looking into a mirror, they were her weakness if you looked deep enough you could see all her emotions the daily battle she went true, that she wasn't happy that something was missing but that she had to stay strong that she had to be a leader.

'Billy man, what the fuck are we going to do about the corners?' Bodie said.

'I don't fucking know man I just don't fucking know' I told him with a sigh, truth was I didn't, we've been losing our corners and that's not fucking good enough and it means I get into even more shit with bones. Two of the guys from the lower fucking gang were shot on their corners so now I'm two idiots down which means I've got to use two of my lesser fucking idiots to run the fucking corners.

'Billy man I've some big fucking news' Joe shouts as he walks over to the booth with a shit eating grin on his face.

'This better be fucking good Joe, if not I'm going to wipe that fucking grin off your motherfucking face' so I might have been a bit harsh but between the gang, bones, fucking corners, b-street and this mysterious hottie I was about to fucking lose it. Maybe I just needed a good fuck but with the hoes around here that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. Maybe I could pretend it was the hottie but that's too much fucking work.

'Ye it's fucking good it's better than good it's fucking brilliant I, Joe fucking Darley have found the answers to your prayers' the grin had grown even bigger.

'Well, you just goin a fucking stand there or are you goin to fucking tell me what your big fucking news is and you know I don't fucking pray I ant goin to bow to no one' I leant back in my chair and light a cig waiting for the fuckhead I call a brother to tell me his big fucking news it's probably that he finally got laid.

'Murphy' that's all he said. What the motherfucking hell was Murphy meant to mean.

'You better be taken the fucking piss Joe cause I swear I'm goina kill you if you're not' my voice started to rise as I went on. I was now standing sending a death glare at Joe.

'Woo, came down bro let me explain' Joe said in a calming voice with his hands out in a surrendering way. I sat back down and Joe took a seat next to Bodie across the table from me.

'You remember that gang from the north side, remember their leader was called Murphy and he left a couple years ago, rumour had it back to Ireland on some family business well last night I was talking to Jake you know that mother-fucker from fucking north side well he said that we've got competition that the fucking Murphy's were back-

'How is this fucking good news this just means I have more mother-fucker to deal with you cock sucking idiot' I banged my fists down on the table if I was mad before I was like a volcano that had just erupted now.

'Billy man calm down you have to let me finish'

'You better watch yourself Joe, don't forget who you're talking to' my voice was low and had a warning tone in it.

'I'm sorry man it's just I'm trying to fucking help here'

'Well fucking hurry up then I got shit to do' those word made me think of that little hottie. God I needed a good fuck and now!

'Ok, well what if we made a deal with Murphy, I don't know like joined forces or something?'

'Joe this ain't no girl scout, this the Darley gang!' Baggy shouted.

'Ye come on Joe what the hell were you thinkin?' this one came from Tommy.

'What do you think Billy man?' You could always trust Bodie to know exactly what was going on in my head because usually it was the same as what was going on in his.

'Well I haven't heard any of you mother-fucker coming up with any other fucking ideas'. That cocky grin Joe had before was back only bigger. It wasn't a great idea it wasn't even good but it was something. And right now I'd take anything.

'Well you fucking heard him baggy go find out what you fucking can about these mother-fucker!' That was another reason why Bodie was my top fucking man he knew when to step up and take charge and when not to.

'Get the fuck out of here! Us mother-fucker all got shit to do'. I light a cigarette and scanned the bar for any decant whores. I swear to fuck they get worse every day. My boys cleared out. It was just me and Bodie the way it started and the way I hoped it would end. I'd know him since I was fucking 4. We were on the basketball courts and got into a fight. Even a 4 I could give a good punch. Mind you so could Bodie I think that's why I liked him. He was a tough little fucker, just like me.

'You think they're going to go for it?'

'I don't fucking know man'

'Their pretty bad man, they don't take no fucking prisoners'

'What else you know about them?'

'I don't know that much, you know how it fucking is man you hear shit and you don't know what to fucking believe'

'What kinda shit have you heard?' I lend forward in my chair I wanted to know what we were going to fucking be dealing with.