Disclaimer: I do not own Death Sentence.

AN: So here is chapter two! I have the day off and have this story stuck in my head. Sorry but don't get used to the fast updates. I'm a busy girl on my workdays. But I hope you enjoy this chapter!!!!

Shaylee walked into her apartment, not surprised to see her cousin Elvin, past out on her couch. The reminisce of the latest drug she used still laying on the coffee table. Shaylee sighed heavily and got the coffee table picked up. Placing the pipe back into the tin box her cousin kept it in. She then placed the box back into its hiding spot. When she took Elvin in, she suspected the girl had gotten caught up in drugs. It was pretty much the norm for the neighborhood. If you didn't get out of it, it would completely engulf you.

"Elvin?" Shaylee said as she kicked the couch. The girl quickly jumped to attention and looked around the room.

"Oh hey, is school over already?" Elvin asked as she pushed her matted red hair out of her face. She squinted her eyes up at the clock on the wall and sighed. "Damn, I didn't realize I was sleeping that long."

"Drugs will do that to ya girl." Shaylee said with a knowing look. "It's Friday. Any plans?"

Elvin shrugged and ran her sweaty palms down her bare legs. She hadn't even bothered getting dressed that day. Just wearing the same shirt and underwear she had worn to bed the night before. "Naw, you?"

Shaylee smirked down at the girl and shook her head. Elvin quickly returned the smirk. "Sister night?"

"Sister night." Elvin confirmed as she stumbled to her feet. "But first shower. I fell like I haven't bathed in months."

"You look it too." Shaylee replied as she headed for the kitchen. Elvin sent up her middle finger as she headed for the bathroom. Shaylee opened the fridge and sighed. She needed to go to the grocery store. The only thing left in the fridge was left over take out that left the fridge smelling questionable. She took out a Chinese take out box and quickly threw it away. She didn't have to open the box to know the food was growing mold. She then shut the door and headed for the cabinets. It was about as bad as the fridge.

"Yo! Elvin?" Shaylee called out, but the girl didn't reply. Unable to hear her from inside the running shower. "Pizza it is then."

Shaylee called the local pizza joint and ordered her favorite cheeseburger pizza and a side of hot wings then headed for her bedroom. She avoided the mirror all together, knowing exactly what she probably looked like. She wasn't ashamed of her look. Just that it wasn't really her. She had been putting up the good teacher act long enough to know she had perfected it. She opened her nightstand by her unmade bed and pulled out the small kiddy music box that held all her jewelry. She blindly put her spider bite piercings back in her lip, and the multiple earrings on her ears. She sighed contently. The multiple piercings she had on her body where strangely a comfort to her. Most of them she was able to hide. But the ones on her face and ears she took out for school. Along with her nice, long sleeve out fits she wore to school. They where her costume. A way of hiding what was under. She pulled the purple button up blouse over her head to reveal her canvas as she called it. One arm was covered in a full sleeve tattoo. At her shoulder started a colorful area of roses and the farther down her arm it went, the color faded till it turned into black and gray withered roses and thorns. On her other shoulder, she had a memorial tattoo for her ex boyfriend. All it had where two glocks made into a cross and the words never forgotten. On her back where angle wings. Covering most of the space on her back except for the small butterfly tramp stamp she had gotten as her first tattoo at the age of sixteen. On her left side over her ribs, she had a zombie girl coming out of her skin, and on her right hip there were was a galaxy of stars.

"Admiring the canvas again?" Elvin asked as she walked into the room completely naked.

"More like asking myself why the fuck I went with stars." Shaylee said as she threw her cousin a glittery halter top. "No matter what neighborhood you're from, tattoo artist should be shot for allowing stupid naive girls to get clique tattoos."

"Um, no one had those till people saw them on your fine ass, so shut the fuck up." Elvin teased as she put the halter top over her head. She pulled her sopping wet hair off her shoulder s and Shaylee tied the back of the shirt for her. "And besides, you added to it over the years. Unlike me who just stuck with the original."

Shaylee smirked at her cousin and giggled. They had both convinced the local tattoo artist to give them matching tattoos shortly after Shaylee had gotten her butterfly. That causing his business too boom with the under aged.

Back in school, Shaylee and Elvin believed they where a force to be reckoned with. Causing Shaylee's mom more gray hairs than she should have had at her age. But the girls where good looking and they knew it. Trying to rule the school hallway. They weren't popular by any means. But they wouldn't back down from anything. Causing them to become pretty popular at parties. This causing the backwards spiral known as Elvin's life and the over coming of Shaylee's. Elvin threw herself into the street life, while Shaylee fought her way out of it. First being accepted to a local college, then going out of state to a larger one and becoming a teacher. Of course, with the girl's look, most schools wouldn't even look at her résumé when she brought it in. So she was forced to move back to the neighborhood she grew up in. the school never even looked at her résumé, they hired her on the spot.

"So where are you thinking for tonight?" Shaylee asked as she put on a nude colored skimpy spaghetti strap shirt and jumped into a pair of distressed skinny jeans.

"Four Roses?" Elvin suggested with a bit of a blush. A bit of a blush was an understatement. When the red head blushed, her cheeks turned about the same shade as her hair. "I need to talk to the bartender about a job. Then where ever you are up for."

Shaylee gave her cousin a yeah right took, but by the way, Elvin was avoiding her look, there was something else going on. Shaylee didn't want to know. There was a good chance Elvin owed some one for the drugs she had been using earlier that day, and a job was the only way she was going to be able to pay it back. Shaylee had put her foot down the moment she caught Elvin using. She didn't care what her cousin did, as long as she never asked for money, and she never put Shaylee into a sticky situation.

"Yeah ok." Shaylee replied simply. The girls finished up their make up. Shaylee only having to add a bit of eyeliner and lipstick as her make up was still in good shape from work.

"Oh the pizza guy is waiting at the door for money." Elvin said with a roll of her eyes. Shaylee laughed and grabbed her wallet. There was a good chance the pizza guy was no longer there. It had been a good twenty minutes since Elvin had walked into the bedroom naked. The man probably took the show as payment enough. And sure enough the pizza and hot wings where sitting on the table next to the door and the pizza man was no where to be seen.

"Have I told you, that I fucking love you some days!" Shaylee explained as she opened the pizza box to find he had scribbled his number inside the box lid. "Think you got a fan."

"Free pizza again?" Elvin said with a smile as she walked out of the bedroom. "Damn I'm still good. May give this one a call. He was half way decent looking."

Shaylee laughed and took a bite of her pizza. "Come on bitch, we got some streets to run."

"Ha, in your dreams preppy teacher." Elvin replied as she grabbed a slice of pizza and followed her cousin out the door. The girls walked down the two blocks to the Four Roses and Shaylee rolled her eyes at the two cars parked out front. She should have known better. Ever since Tommy Saxe had over dosed, Joe, Billy, or one of the other gang members where in charge of getting Juniper to and from school. To Shaylee's annoyance and surprise, it was Billy who had been the one to pick the young child up from school the whole week. Shaylee hadn't heard how Tommy was doing, but if the gang was still involved, it meant Tommy wasn't back in the picture yet.

"You better make this shit fast." Shaylee growled into her cousin's ear as they walked in. Elvin rolled her eyes and headed back towards one of the back rooms.

"Vinny!" Shaylee heard a familiar voice call and she rolled her eyes. Of course, Elvin would know the Darley boys. It was just her luck.

"Hey Joe. How's the baby momma?" Elvin asked giving the man a hug. Joe rolled his eyes and looked Elvin up and down. "A pain in the ass as usual. Won't get fucking clean. If it wasn't for my damn kid…"

Joe looked over Elvin's shoulder and froze. He nudged some one next to him and gestured towards Shaylee. "I'll be damned. Never would have seen that coming. What the hell are you doing in a place like this Miss Shay?"

Elvin's eyes got big as she glanced over at her cousin. "You two know each other?"

Shaylee sighed and walked up to her cousin. She placed an arm around her waist and giggled. "Not like that you dirty minded bitch. His kid is in my class."

Elvin's eyes got even wider. "Juniper is in your class? Damn it is a small world. Joe, Shaylee is the cousin I told you about."

"Oh boy, that's got to be an interesting conversation." Shaylee said with an unattractive snort. "What has my dear cousin been spilling to you?"

Joe smirked devilishly and Shaylee almost groaned. She knew exactly what Elvin had been telling him. All about their wild days as children. "Scratch that. I like my Elvin alive, and by the look on your face, what ever she has told you I'd probably kill her for."

"Well, well, well. Miss Shay. Looks like you have a few secrets up your sleeve." Billy said from his spot at the table next to them. Shaylee hadn't even bothered with looking around the room. She knew he was there somewhere. She had just been hoping to avoid him that night. He lightly took her left hand in his and turned it so he could get a better look at her sleeve tattoo. He looked up at her with a bit of surprise in his eyes. "You got this done down by sixth."

Shaylee bit her lip. She knew exactly what he was thinking. The tattoo parlor down on Sixth Street was in a rival gang's territory. The tattoo artist was very well known for his detailed work and always hid his initials in his work. In her tattoo, it was just above her wrist, hidden in the shade of one of the thorns.

"Yeah, right before I left for college." Shaylee replied with a shrug.

"You've had it touched up since then." Billy questioned even though it came out as a statement. He ran a finger over the initials and Shaylee could feel herself shiver by his touch.

"Couple times." Shaylee replied. Billy bit his lip as the anger flared up in his eyes. No one from his neighborhood should be seen on that side of town. The gang didn't care if you where affiliated or not. If you where from Billy's territory, the gang would have no mercy.

"That's dangerous business." Billy shot at her and Elvin giggled. He shot her a warning look and Elvin quickly bowed her head.

"She comes to her." Elvin piped up. "Shaylee made him popular. He owes her."

Shaylee rolled her eyes and could hear Joe laughing from next to her.

"I'll be damned Billy, Our little teacher here is Stars." Joe said this time unable to hold back his laughter as he clapped his hands on his brother's shoulders. "We actually met you before."

Billy looked up at Shaylee, but the recognition still didn't hit him. So Shaylee jogged his memory. "Logan's groceries. Cash register was stuck."

Billy shook his head and let out a low chuckle. The rest of the gang turned to him in a bit of surprise. They hadn't heard him laugh in months. Not with Bones breathing down his back more than usual.

"Joe's first robbery. Joe was having issues with getting the register open. I had the owner backed into a corner and I wasn't going to help. Let the dumb ass make a fool of himself. Then this little blonde thing jumps onto the counter, smacks her hand on the top of it, and the damn thing opens right up. She sent Joe a wink and started to walk away. But before she did she told up the place had a silent alarm and the cops where already on their way." Billy leaned back in his chair and looked up at Shaylee with a look the girl obviously wasn't fond of. "Saved our ass that day. We never got a name or saw her again. but she had this star tattoo on her right hip that was exposed with how short and low cut her shorts where. I knew who did the work so I went to question him. Said he didn't know her name, just that he called her Stars because that was the tattoo that gave him his big break."

Shaylee crossed her arms and quickly looked away from the gang leaders piercing blue eyes. "I left town that day. The storeowner fucked over my mom and fired her the day before. Didn't even give her her last paycheck."

"Guess we should be calling you Karma." Joe said with a smirk. Shaylee rolled her eyes again then something hit her.

"Who's looking after Juniper?" Shaylee asked as she shot daggers at the man. If he had left the kid alone, she would castrate him on the spot. Joe held his hands up. He didn't know why, but the little blonde could scare him a bit.

"His grandma. Tommy's mom just lives a block from me." Joe replied and Shaylee's eyes narrowed.

"Tommy's mom died last year… and I know you were raised with out one." Shaylee said taking a step closer. "Do I have to ask nicely again or go straight to kicking your ass. That kid is a bright kid. Don't think for one he doesn't understand what's going on."

Billy was taken back by the little blonde teacher and quickly got to his feet as he tightly grabbed her arm. He didn't go easy on her arm either, knowing he was going to leave a bruise, but he would be damned if he let his little brother get what ever this girl was willing to dish out. The scary part was she didn't even seem to notice. Billy was even more taken with this girl. She fully had his interest now.

"He's with his mom." Joe said with a heavy sigh. "I know you heard what I had said to Vinny, and I didn't want you to over react. Tommy is staying at Billy's with surveillance. To try and get her clean. Juniper is safe. I promise."

Shaylee eyes Joe a bit then turned to Billy. "If you're trying to leave a bruise I'm sure you've succeeded. You ready to go Elvin?"

Shaylee didn't even glance back to her cousin as she pried Billy's fingers off of her and walked out the door. Elvin smirked as she watched the boy's reaction to her cousin.

"I told you boys." Elvin said and glanced up at Billy. "She grew up on these streets too. Can you hold off a bit on the money I owe you? I came in to talk to Nick, but obviously that's not going to happen now."

"Don't worry about it." Billy said as he kept his eyes on the way Shaylee had left. "Bring her around more often. We'll call it payback."

Elvin bit her lip and shook her head. "Don't Billy please. She can't afford getting into the mess of things here. Her record may be squeaky clean, but her past isn't. and to be honest. You don't want cops finding her name associated with you."

Billy's eyes shot down to the girl and she knew she had said too much. Elvin could feel the blood trickling from her lip as she bit down to hard on it. Billy grabbed her arm and shook her roughly. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

Elvin shook her head. "I don't know, Billy. When she came back, she told me not to mention it. She went to college in Missouri. Said she couldn't go back there. But she's got this tattoo on her right arm. Pauly did it, but he didn't want too. He didn't even claim it. That's all I know. We keep our lives separate for the most part. We know things, just not everything."

"So if the wrong people come around asking…" Billy let the girl go. He gestured for her to follow her cousin then sat back down in his chair. He ran a hand over his chin then turned to his brother. "Pretty smart for a girl just growing up on the streets. No fear either. Like she'd seen it before."

"What are you thinking about Billy?" Joe asked nervously.

Billy ignored him and turned to Brody. " Call Pauly. Ask him why he wouldn't claim the tat. Teacher has been a naughty girl."