Prologue
*Disclaimer* I am not affiliated nor do I own the Saints Row franchise
My name is Audrey. Im 23 years old. I drove from Detroit to visit my sister Shaundi. I haven't seen her in years. I was originally raised in Stilwater, 2 hours away from Detroit. A gang infested city but it isn't so bad if you live in the right areas. Ever since both of our parents divorced when i was 16 and she was 13. I ended up staying with my dad who died only a year after due to being shot after walking home at night. He was shot in the middle of a battle between the then street gangs Los Carnales and the Vice Kings. I was grief-strucken. I couldn't get a hold of my mother for some reason. She never answered her calls or emails. I didn't know where she was or where Shaundi was. So i ended up staying with my grandparents in Detroit. A couple years later I get a call in the middle of the night.
*Flashback*
*phone rings*
me: H-hello?
Somebody with a familiar voice said, it's your sister, Shaundi.
I was half-asleep so I though i was dreaming but it felt too real. I then said, " Is this some kind of joke?"
she said, " No it's really me."
I was getting annoyed and said, " How the hell did you get my number then? And if it's really you, why didn't you call me years ago?
Shaundi replied, "Our mother couldn't find work ever since the divorce. We struggled to make ends meet and we couldn't afford a phone or anything like that. All of our money was spent on trying to make ends meet. She then fell into prostitution and became drug addicted. She went missing when I turned 16 and I had to live on my own. I found our old phone book from years ago "
I was in shock when I heard all this and all i could do is cry. Shaundi began to cry as well. I then said trying to hold back my tears, " D-do you still live in Stilwater?"
She replied,"Yeah. And I need to tell you alot more things. Do you mind driving tomorrow back to Stilwater? You remember where the airport is. I'll meet you there. Bye."