"Damn Andrea, did you have to stab her with a beer bottle?" Titus asked the furious little woman who was enclosed in Romans' arms to keep her from running wild again.
They were walking back to the house after their time at the local club 'Heat'.
"Hell yeah! That bitch had the nerve to throw a drink on me!" She exclaimed, waving her heels in the air.
[Flashback]
Andrea was sitting on Romans' lap in their VIP booth and they were making out like crazy. Andrea suddenly got up and excused herself to the bathroom. When she got back she saw a waitress all over Roman. She was twirling his hair in her dainty little fingers and rubbing his chest. Andrea immediately saw red. She charged over to her at lightning speed.
"Aye hoe, keep your hands off my man!" She shouted at the woman with a shove.
"Bitch what did you call me?!" Was all the woman said before picking up a drink off the nearest table and throwing it at Andrea.
Andrea immediately lunged at the woman, sending them crashing to the floor. Andrea was on top of her, throwing punches left and right. Her fingers on her right hand were adorned with her hard brass rings, making her hits harder. The woman's face was already bloodied by the fourth blow to the face. Andrea then began slamming the woman's head into the ground.
A small crowd of spectators gathered around to see the show and Roman noticed that, so he went to go grab Andrea, but not before she grabbed a bottle off a nearby table and smashed the end of it, sending shards of glass everywhere. Screams of agonizing pain drowned out the music as she stabbed the woman in her arm with it, causing a huge, bloody gash to form.
"Don't you EVER come near me or my man! You got that bitch!" She shouted as she kicked her in the gut.
By then Roman picked the angry woman up and put her over his shoulder despite her protest, and they were out of there before the bar manager, or even the police came. Jimmy, Jey, Dean, and Titus stayed to collect and erase the video of the fight from the witness's phones. Jey managed to sneak into the surveillance room and steal the tape of the fight before anybody saw it. When they were done, they caught up with Roman and Andrea.
[End of Flashback]
"I swear, I can never bring yo' sexy ass anywhere. I should just lock you up somewhere like they did to Rapunzel. That way, I wouldn't be forced to beat some random bitch's ass every time we go out!" She continued on, causing everyone to laugh. Roman smirked and kissed the top of her head tranquilly as they continued walking.
He always thought she was hot when she was angry. He's the reason why they'd end up fucking each other's brains out every time they would argue. He would be lying if he said that he's never purposely picked a fight with her once in a while, just to get her mad.
After a couple of minutes of walking and cracking jokes, mainly about Dean's drunken state, they arrived at home.
"Ugh, I'm gonna take a shower, I got vodka and that bitch's blood all over me, you coming babe?" Andrea asked.
"I thought you'd never ask!" Dean said springing up from his spot on the couch.
"Get some sleep doofus, your drunk." Roman said while shoving Dean back onto the couch with his large palm.
They were about to walk up to their room when the doorbell rang. Everyone looked at the door in confusion.
"Who the fuck could be at the door at three in the muthafuckin' morning?" Titus questioned.
"It can't be Seth 'cause he already has a key." Andrea pointed out.
Jey walked to the door and opened the eye slot. "It's some dude in a black suit." He said. "Fuck you want?" He asked the man.
"I'm not here to harm, I just want to talk." The man said in a British accent while raising his hands above his head, signaling his lack of weapons.
Jey raised an eyebrow and gave everyone a questioning look.
"Let him in." Roman said.
"Alright, keep your hands where I can see 'em. Now, when I open this door you're going to step in here slowly, got it?"
The man nodded, Jey carefully opened the door, and the man walked in.
In one swift motion, Jimmy quickly patted him down, checking his pockets for weapons, then pulled up a steel chair and pushed him onto the seat. A circle was slowly formed around him.
"OK, now talk." Dean tiredly said while pulling up a chair in front of the man and sitting on it backwards. He was drunk, but he wasn't to drunk to be able to do what he does best, which is voicing his opinion.
The man licked his dry lips and looked at the circle of scowling faces staring down at him.
"You may be wondering why I'm here-"
"No shit, we always expect a random stranger on our doorstep at three in the morning!" Jimmy interrupted sarcastically.
"Let him finish!" Jey said hitting the back of his head.
The man continued. "My names Wade Barret, I'm a former member of Hunters' gan-"
When he said that everyone immediately drew their guns out and pointed it at him.
"Hold your fire! Hold your fire! I'm not here to harm remember?" Wade heeded.
Everyone slowly put their guns away while still eyeing him suspiciously.
Wade swallowed the lump in his throat and continued: "As I was trying to say, I'm a FORMER member of Hunters crew."
"OK?" Dean said inquisitively.
"That bastard fired me today. After three years of running around for his ass, managing his money, and doing his dirty work, he kicked me out into the streets, just like that. Now I want revenge. If you let me join you guys I will be able to acquire valuable information for you and get back at him."
"What kind of information?" Dean asked.
"Well, I've know that Hunter is planning on getting you guys back for that robbery that you guys did earlier. So based on my inside sources I can tell you what he's planning, and I can also tell you anything else you want to know."
Dean sat there and thought for a second. "Group meeting!" He declared, walking to the far corner of the room. Soon everybody, excluding Wade, was in a huddle.
Titus was the first to speak. "I don't know about this guy he seems…shady."
"Yeah." Jey agreed.
"Now hold on, he said he could give us information, right?" Dean asked in an odd tone of voice.
"Right?" Jimmy nodded unsure of what Dean was getting at.
"So he has to know about Hunters' financial business too since he was managing his money." Dean said enthusiastically.
"Dean you're not suggesting that we shoul-" Andrea began, but was soon interrupted by Dean.
"Come on, if we let him join us then we could drain Hunters' bank accounts, while getting vengeance for ourselves! It works out perfectly!"
They all stood there thinking. The idea of getting vengeance sparked something inside Jimmy, Jey, Roman, and Andrea. While the idea of getting money out of the whole thing intrigued Dean and Titus.
"OK, I'm in." Roman growled, silently remembering why he was doing all this stuff in the first place, he put his fist in the middle of the group.
"Me too." Andrea said disturbingly calm, and out her fist next to Romans'.
Jimmy and Jey silently put their fist in, and so did Titus and Dean.
"Alright, so I guess he's in." Dean declared.
"Nuh-uh, he doesn't just get in just like that." Roman said shaking his head.
"Well what do you have in mind man?" Dean asked lightly hitting Romans' back.
"I say he gets initiated in." Roman suggested.
"Ah, you're onto something my friend." Dean said nodding his head in agreement.
Dean and everybody walked back to Wade who was sitting in the middle of the room, anticipating the results.
"Well…am I in?" The British man eagerly asked.
"Eh, not quite." Dean said.
"What do you mea-"
"Wade can you stand up for me?" Dean asked in a suspicious manner.
The British man reluctantly did what he was told as Dean pulled out his revolver from the gun holster that was strapped to his ankle.
Wade's eyes widened and Dean noticed this and let out a chuckle.
"Haha, relax dude, it's just a gun." He said playfully twirling it around in one hand. "Now," He said getting serious. "each one of us has been hit with a bullet or two before..the scars left behind signifies why we're worthy of being members. It shows that we're tough and committed to this gang. Are you tough Wade? Are you willing to commit to this gang?"
"Yes, of course!" Wade quickly replied.
Dean let out another small chuckle, he found Wade's fear amusing and so did everyone else. Everyone else but Wade that is.
"I don't believe ya' Wade..not one bit." Dean said mockingly. "Do you guys believe him?"
Everyone shook their heads disapprovingly.
Roman came up behind Wade and places his heavy hand on Wades' shoulder, causing the British man to jump. "Dean I think we're scaring him a little too much don't you think? You know what, how 'bout we play a game to alleviate this tension. You like games, don't you Wade? Roman said patting his back.
Wade gulped and said "Sure." He was confused by the sudden change in the atmosphere. "Something's going on." His panicked mind thought.
"Hey Dean! Would you mind going to the closet and getting two handguns for me?" Roman asked casually.
"No problem dude!" Dean replied enthusiastically getting the guns. Soon, he was back with a gun in each hand.
"Guns?!" Wade said alarmed.
"Oh don't worry! This is just part of the game." Roman reassured him.
Roman took both guns from Dean and asked to borrow Jimmy's bandana. He tied the cloth around Wades' eyes and stood in front of him.
At this point, Wade was definitely frightened now and it showed in his voice.
"Wha- what's going on?" He asked.
"Oh nothing, just chill dude." Dean said suspiciously calm.
All Wade heard from behind the bandana, was the clinking sound of a gun being taken apart and reassembled. Of course this whole situation would've been a little less frightening if his vision wasn't being obscured. "Why'd I get myself into this situation?!" He thought to himself.
"Alright!" Roman exclaimed, bringing Wade out of his thoughts. "So Wade, you really want to be part of this gang right?"
He just nodded, not trusting his voice enough to utter a simple 'Yes'.
"Then prove it. In each of my hands there is a gun…one is loaded and the other is not. It's your job to choose one of them. After you pick one, you will then proceed to put it to your head and pull the trigger within five seconds. If you live, then you get to be an official member, if you don't…well you know. Failure of pulling the trigger within five seconds will result in your death. Understood?"
From behind the bandana Wade's eyes resembled that of an owl. His brain was on overdrive, going over what Roman just said. "So this is it huh, today might be the day that I die."
Wade let out a deep, shaky breath that he didn't even know he was holding, and nodded his head.
"Alright! Then let the games begin!" Roman declared.
Wade reached out and found the guns that were in Romans' hands. He touched one of them with a shaky hand then he touched the other one, as if he were looking for a sign that told him which one was unloaded.
Before this moment, the hardest decision in Wade's life was choosing which cereal he wanted to eat in the morning, now here he was, trying to decide which gun won't take his life right now.
"We don't have all day Wade!" Dean taunted.
The British man quickly chose the gun that was in Romans' left hand and shakily put it to his head. Then Roman started counting down.
"Five…Four…Three..Tw-"
The countdown was cut short, Wade had pulled the trigger. It was silent for a moment, the only sound heard was the clicking of the trigger being repeatedly pulled.
Nothing.
Wade opened one of his closed eyes behind the bandana. "Did I die?" He asked himself. He slowly reached up and felt his heart. He has never felt so thankful to feel the beating of his heart. Slow claps brought out of his moment of rejoice. He took the bandana off to see that it was Dean who was behind the clapping.
"Congrats man, you're officially a member. Welcome to The Family."