When she arrived at the address on the paper, she was surprised. She had expected maybe a small apartment or something like that, what she stood in front of was a two story, nice looking house. She checked the address two more times before approaching the door, she cautiously knocked on it before stepping back. Two minutes later the door swung open, and Phillip leaned out. His eyes registered mild surprise, but he just opened the door further, gesturing for her to come in. The inside of his house was mostly muted blue and white walls, in the living room he had a worn out couch and an armchair set in front of a widescreen TV. Hanging on the walls were pictures of what she assumed was his family, a calendar, a blank white spot where a picture used to hang, and a small case with medals inside. She assumed she had awoken him, as pillows were lying on the floor with a blanket bunched up on the couch. He walked in with two cups of coffee, and Fay was suddenly aware of the large knife strapped to his leg. As he sat in the armchair across from her, his eyes watching her tiredly. "I assume Alexia told you where I live?" When Fay hesitated, he gave her a reassuring smile. "It's not like I'm angry, she does it to several people." He took a drink from his coffee, and Fay followed. "So what's up?" He finally asked, finishing his cup. "Well, Steven called me and told me to go and pick up my stuff from his place." Phillip nodded. "And Petunia had to take my car because hers isn't working." Phillip again nodded. "I see, so you need a ride so you can get your stuff, right then, let me get dressed." He disappeared into another room, coming back in a pair of torn jeans, a pair of combat boots, and a black tee that read: Total destruction in 30 minutes, or it's free. He grabbed his jacket on the way out and pushed a button on his keychain, Fay close behind him. The garage door was open by the time Phillip went around the house, so both of his vehicles were in full view. He looked over at Fay. "How much we getting?" "Not that much, just a few clothes and things like that." Phillip nodded, strolling into his garage and mounting the motorcycle that rested next to his jeep. He stomped on the starter, and it roared to life, he rolled forward before coming to a rest before Fay. "Might wanna wear this." he said as he handed her a helmet. She put it on it tightly and very carefully climbed onto the back of motorcycle. Phillip rolled down the driveway, and when he turned onto the road, he gunned the engine. Fay latched on to him, so he let up on the throttle. "Sorry, old habit." Fay didn't let go, so he he hit the gas again and took of at a slightly slower speed.
Pulling up in front of the building, Fay felt a pit in her stomach, Phillip just sat there. "So, this is the belly of the beast." He snorted. "I expected a bit more." He waited until Fay finally realized that she had to get off, he booted the kickstand out and rested the bike on it. Fay slowly trudged up to the door, ringing the doorbell after taking a deep breath. Steven flung open the door, his eyes bloodshot. "You're late." Fay muttered a small apology. "Damn right you're sorry, I've been waiting for….." His voice slowly trailed off,, his eyes looking above her head. She felt Phillip standing behind her, he brushed past her, shoving Steven out of the way. "C'mon and get your stuff." He said as he stormed into the living room. "What the hell?" Came a surprised female voice from the living room. Phillip stormed back out with a necklace gripped in his hand, being closely followed by Deetra. "Give me that back."she squealed loudly, he pushed her away from her. "Technically, it's mine, so shut the hell up." She clutched Stevens arm, glaring daggers at him. Steven pried her off and stepped up to Phillip. "Now listen here buddy, she wants the necklace." "And I want a shitter made of solid gold, and both things have the same thing in common, they ain't gonna happen." Retorted Phillip, putting the necklace in his pocket. Fay disappeared into one of the rooms, not wanting to see this fight. Steven grabbed Phillip by the collar. "Give her back to necklace." Phillip calmly stared at him. "Let. Go. Of. My. Shirt." he said in a quiet voice. Steven sneered, tightening his grip. "You're not gonna do anything." Phillip's fist shot up, smashing into his throat. Steven stumbled back, all the wind knocked out of him, Phillip yanked him up by his shirt collar. As his feet kicked in mid-air, Phillip smiled. "Oh, I wouldn't bet on that." Deetra stepped forward, about to hit Phillip. Suddenly she found the business end of a hunting knife inches away from her face. "Dont' even." He dropped Steven in a heap on the floor, sliding the knife back into the sheath on his dropped down to make sure that Steven was alright as Phillip strode outside onto the porch.
Fay came out much faster than she had came in, a backpack slung on her back. "What happened" she asked in a whisper. Phillip shrugged. "He got in my face and gouted me, so I disabled him." Fay looked at him in awe. "Thank you." She said with a true honest to goodness smile on her face. Phillip nodded. "Felt good." He muttered as he remounted his bike. Steven staggered out, yelling out all sorts of obscene names. Phillip ignored him, then Steven made the second big mistake of the day:
He flipped him off.
Phillip stepped off of his bike, popping his knuckles. "I'll be right back." Steven saw Phillip coming, and slammed the door shut. Phillip kicked it in, there was the sound of a struggle, and then Deetra yelling at him. He came back out, blood on his knuckles, grinning. "That felt even better, I even got a souvenir." He held up a tooth,laughing. Fay reached over, taking the tooth in her hand. "Wow." Phillip laughed even more. "If you want, I'll make a necklace out of it." Fay started to laugh with him. "Really?" He climbed back on the bike. "We'll talk about it, c'mon let's go."