DISCLAIMER: Alright I started it off a bit where Chaz is talking with Crimson. Just so you know what's going on.










"I don't care as long as they are Chaz," she turned her face away. "Why don't you talk with Asher or Damon, you have a lot of catching up to do?"

He nodded, getting the hint to stop talking about her problems. He looked around and saw Asher in a corner, Violet next to him. Talking with Leon and Summer, Ebony sat a few feet away, staring at the floor. He turned toward the area of the door and saw Damon sneak out front he smiled at Crimson and gave her a small nudge. "I think Damon has catching to do of his own."




Chaz made his way towards Asher and the others after grabbing Carissa out of the argument she held with Vince. He hoped Asher would be happier to see him then Crimson had been. He hadn't spoken to them in three years when they had left. Now he stood near them.

"Hey Chaz," Leon greeted him tipping his beer at him in a greeting. "Hey Carissa."

"Hey Leon," she smiled at him.

"What was that yelling I heard a minute ago from Serena?" he asked curiously. "Who'd she try to kill?"

"Damon, apparently he was the guy she beat in the race tonight. And he didn't know she was Dom's sister. He thought she'd be girlie," Carissa explained, holding Chaz's hand in hers.

Leon winced, "How bad is he?"

"I grabbed her before she could do any damage," Chaz told him.

"Thank God, she would have killed him," he muttered.

"I take it she has a short temper," Summer guessed looking at each of them.

"Oh yeah," Leon nodded. "As long as you don't say anything girlie to her or bag on her family she'll be cool. If not," he shook his head. "We aren't responsible for the damage she can do. Her Lettiness kicks in and she goes into over drive."

"Damon got off lucky then," Violet nodded, listening. She glanced at Chaz then back at Leon. Asher was trying to ignore him completely. He knew that was going to happen. He half expected him to.

"Oh," Leon said, looking at his friends. "Chaz, Carissa, let me introduce you. This is Violet, Summer, and Asher. And the quiet one over here is Ebony."

"I know some of them. We used to go to school together," Chaz added, looking at Asher. He turned to Carissa, "Baby, why don't you talk with the girl's and Le-," he glanced sat Leon. "Talk with the girls. I got some catching up to do." He kissed her cheek and grabbed Asher by the arm, dragging him off so they couldn't be heard.

After he was sure they were out of hearing range he spoke. "What the hell are you guys doing back here?"

"Crimson brought us back. She thought it'd be safe by now. It's been long enough, Chaz," he told him, clicking his tongue stud against his teeth.

"Apparently not. Its dangerous here Asher and you, of all people, should know this shit," he said angrily.

"Calm down, Chaz. It was years ago and that gangs gone," he told him.

"Yeah, they are. I'm not talking about them," he said, rubbing his arm where his tattoo was.

"Tran's dead too."

"Uh-huh, doesn't mean others aren't. And this family is enemies with those fucks just as much as you guys are," he explained gesturing at the house. "They were in shit with them a year or two back after they killed Jesse then they killed Johnny and his brother, you think the rest are saying 'oh its okay, we killed one of theirs so it's only fair' shit no man. Dom even fears that they'll be back sooner or later. They got bout three strikes with that family already, starting with Serena and moving on to Jesse. They'll be back and when and if they do they'll find out about you guys. I say you pack up and get the hell out before it's too damn late. I'm saying this as a friend," Chaz suggested pointing towards the door.

"What? Serena? Where does she fit in with the trucks and Jesse?"

Chaz laughed and shook his head, "You've been doing your homework, but not deep enough. Trust me, man, they looked you all up, but apparently you hid some shit as well or you wouldn't be in this house right now. That's for damn sure."

"What about Serena and the Tran's?"

"I'm not gonna tell you, that's her business, not mine, bro," Chaz told him, he looked his friend over. "Nice to see you've all healed."

"Same goes for you," he said. "You looked like shit last time I saw you."

"Looks who's talkin'," he said, laughing, he shook his head, laugh fading. "Go, Asher. Take Violet and split."

"No, you're still alive and well so what do I have to fear?" he asked shaking his head and leaning against the wall.

"You're still the stubborn prick you were years ago," he laughed feebly and got in his face. "What will it take to change your mind this time? Huh? It took Violet getting shot to get you both out of the gang. What will it take this time to get you out of here? Seeing someone die maybe. How bout Crimson? Will it take her getting killed? No. How bout Ebony? They got her family but missed her; maybe they'll get her next. No, better yet. Maybe it'll be Violet. Maybe they'll all rape her and slit her throat. Will that change your fuckin' mind you prick?"

Asher was silent but lost it then. He swung at Chaz and hit him in the face. Chaz hit him back and Asher tackled him to the floor, both continuously throwing punches and at one another.

Dom and the others were on them in a heartbeat. Dom grabbed Chaz and pulled him back, throwing him to Vince and Leon to hold while he held Asher back with the help of Brian. Once he was sure they were secured he grabbed Asher's collar. "What the hell is all this about?" he shouted looking at both of them. They remained silent, Chaz wiped the blood of the cut in his lip and turned away. Asher sniffed, trying to stop the blood flow from his nose. "Someone better speak the fuck up or both of your asses are in trouble."

"He started it," Asher said, jerking his head at Chaz.

"Oh my God!" Crimson exclaimed getting in his face. "Is that all you can say. 'He started it'. You sound like a Goddamn four year old Asher. Maybe you need a time out."

"But I didn't do shit!" he yelled.

She slapped him across the face, "You WILL NOT speak to me like that. I am older than you Asher Calloway. You have no right to start fights in Dom's house," he tried to speak. "AND I don't care who started it. You are twenty-three years old," she pointed at Chaz. "He is nineteen. Who do you think should know better here? Hmm. Maybe you. Starting fights because of something he said. That is so childish."

"He talked shit so I hit him," he told her. "That's what happened and I would have kicked his ass if you'd let me."

"Bullshit," Chaz murmered.

"Did you say something?" Asher asked him.

"I said BULLSHIT, I had your ass Calloway," he spoke louder.

"The hell you did," he tried to wrestle out of Brian's grip.

"Knock it off both of you," Dom shouted. "Chaz you should know better too. This all doesn't go on him. What was so important that he had to hit you to shut you up?'

He smiled at Asher, giving him a pay-backs-a-bitch look. "You wanna know.'

"Don't you dare, Chaz, so help me God I'll kill you,' Asher threatened.

"Someone tell me something," Dom said agitated, looking at both boys.

Chaz continued to smile. "Fine, you wanna know so damn bad. Ash-" Carissa covered his mouth with her hand, shutting him up. She shook her head at him. He rolled his eyes and nodded.

"Are you going to tell me?" Dom asked crossing his arms.

He took a deep breath. "I can't. It's Asher's business. He has to say it. If it comes out, it comes from him. I won't be a part of it."

Dom nodded, respecting his decision. He looked at Asher. "Have anything to say?"

Asher shot Chaz a look, half angry half thankful and shook his head.

Dom nodded, "If no one has anything to say then I suggest every one leaves. Parties over."

Brian let Asher go and he walked out the door with his girlfriend. "Ebony, let's go." The girl stood silently and followed him out the door. Everyone filed out leaving Crimson and Dom. "I am so sorry about that."

"It's alright. They didn't damage anything but their pride," he shrugged.

She smiled and nodded. "I know you checked us up. And I know there are some things you want to know about us. But some things are better left unsaid, do you agree?"

He thought about Serena and the story behind her scars. He knew they checked on them and didn't figure that out. "Yeah, I know how it is."

She nodded and started towards the door. "Crimson," she turned. "If you ever want to talk you can. Any of you. It doesn't matter to which one, we'll help you. It's what we do, we're a family here and we like to help people. Talk to Vince, you seem to be getting closer to him."

She smiled at that and nodded. "I'll keep that in mind." She walked outside meeting Vince on the porch. "I'm so sorry about tonight. I guess we'll have to talk later."

He nodded, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Yeah, uh-maybe."

She stared at him a minute longer smiling. He didn't know what to do? He was afraid she'd slap him if he kissed her. But what if she wanted him too? Then he'd seem stupid for not kissing her. He didn't want to get slapped and he didn't want to look like a moron. So now what? He was stuck between two choices.

She looked at the ground and cleared her throat. "I'll see you later, I guess."

He waved, "Bye." And watched her go. She grabbed Asher by his ear and dragged him home while he whimpered. Serena waved good-bye to Damon and stood on the patio next to Vince.

"You're an idiot my friend," she confirmed, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Why do you say that?" he asked frowning, looking down at her.

"All you did was wave and say 'bye'. A hand shake is better than that."

"What was I supposed to do?" he asked irritated.

"Kiss her you dumb ass," she said, hitting him lightly.

"You didn't kiss Damon," he pointed out. "I see you got his jacket though."

She gave him a look and he nodded. "Good point," he sighed. "Now what do I do?"

Serena shrugged, "Fix it, Vince. Don't ask me how just do it." She said, leaving him alone on the patio.

Vince took as deep breath. "Fix it, gottcha," he said to himself and walked over to their house.

Crimson pulled Asher inside by his ear. "You wanna act like a baby then I'll treat you like one," she told him, letting him go. "Go to your room." He trudged up the stairs mumbling words. "I'll talk to you in a minute." She was about to shut the door when Vince put his hand out catching it. She opened the door and looked surprised to see him.

"Vince, what are you doing here?" she asked, taken a back that he was there.

"I forgot to give you this," he grabbed her around the waist and kissed her. She tensed then relaxed in his arms, putting her hands on his biceps. He pulled away leaving her breathless. "Do you wanna go out tomorrow or something?"

"Umm-," she shook her head trying to think clearly. The kiss had given her the IQ of a slug. "I-I'll see what I'm doing tomorrow…you know what tomorrows perfect."

"Great I know this perfect Chinese restaurant. I'll see you tomorrow," he kissed her lightly and left. She closed the door behind her smiling to herself.








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