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"God damn it!" I swore from my spot on the floor.

"Oh my! Are you okay?" Tsubaki asked. She had taken to coming to our practices along with Soul, and sometimes Patty.

"Yeah," I muttered.

"That's three today," Blaze said.

"Look at that you can fucking count," I snipped, standing up.

It had been the third time. Soul's bike actually needed work, so he was there early. I had been doing office work, because my employees had banned me from the shop floor until it was done, seeing as if I didn't do it, we'd have no power.

In the process, I'd cut myself with a letter opener. Then, once I was permitted back on the floor, I cracked the back of my head off of the hood of a car that I had been working on. Normally that only happened when I was startled.

This time, I'd… I wasn't quite sure how I fell. I just knew that suddenly I was staring at the ceiling.

"I think we should take a break and let crab ass, find her balance," Blaze suggested.

"Fuck you."

"I agree," Kyle consented.

"Am I bruising?" I asked, lifting the back of my shirt.

"No," Tsubaki answered. "You have a tattoo?"

"I've got a few." I lifted my shirt to reveal my side, where I had a lion inked. It was surrounded by blue lotus flowers and a cherry blossom branch, seeing as those were my mother's two of my mother's favorites.

"My mother loved flowers and she called my brother her little lion, so it represents the two of them."

"It's beautiful," Tsubaki said.

"Thank you."

"Nothing for your father?"

I chuckled humorlessly. "I'll get a tattoo of the date I kill him."

"You're not gonna kill him," my brother said with a sigh.

"I am. I'm gonna do it with fire."

He didn't argue with me and the others didn't press it. Tsubaki happily changed the subject. "What other tattoos do you have?" she asked.

I tilted my head forward and held my hair up. "I have a dagger going through a clock and a dream catcher between my shoulders."

"She's fucking weird," Kyle said. Kyle's skin was clear of ink and metal. In addition to my ink, I had a nose ring, spider bites, collarbone dermals, and hip bars.

"Don't be a dick," I said.

"I think it's pretty cool," Soul said.

"Yeah. They must've hurt though."

"It depends. My side hurt like hell. The neck wasn't that bad."

"Let's get food," Blaze said.

"I'll buy if someone else flies," Brandon offered.

"I'll go, but I want bar food," I said.

"That reminds me. I should go, Black Star needs to eat."

"I'll go with," Soul offered.

"We'll drop her off then get the food."

"That works. Write down what you want."

A pen and pad were thrown at me. I quickly scribbled down what I wanted, before pulling my keys out of my pocket. "Alright, let's roll."

After dropping Tsubaki and I off, it was just Soul and myself.

"Can I ask you something?" Soul asked.

"Since when do you ask?"

"It's just you and Kyle, right?"

"Uh huh."

"What happened to your parents?"

My grip on the steering wheel tightened. "We were robbed. My mother was killed, and afterwards my father just disappeared. I don't remember it. They say the shock sealed it away in my memories. Trauma."

"He disappeared?"

"I should change that. He ran off," I said bitterly. "How the hell do you leave your kids by them fucking selves? What the fuck makes you think dumping off your youngest on your oldest is okay? We were just fucking kids."

I hated my father. Actually I don't think hate even began to cover it, but it was the best I had. Just the thought of him made my blood boil.

"Damn. Sorry."

I took a calming breath and released my grip on the steering wheel. "Not like you birthed and bailed."

"It's his loss. You're pretty damn cool. He'd be lucky you know you."

I shot Soul a smile. "Thanks. We better hurry r else they might destroy the shop."


Well there's number four. I don't have shit else to say. Review, favorite, subscribe whatever.