JOE
I came home from working a corner and delivering guns to find Billy passed out in his room with a slut next to him and some coke laid out on his bedside table. A couple of beer bottles were on the floor empty. I joint or two was sitting in the ashtray next to the slut as they burned slowly.
"Get the fuck out of here!" I yelled at the bitch. She glared at me and scrambled to get out. I prodded Billy's sleeping form.
"Bitch, I'm sleeping!" He yelled at me still half asleep.
"Get the fuck up, lazy ass! Bones wants to talk to you, now!" I commanded.
"What the fuck, Joe? I'm sleeping and now I got to talk to the son of a bitch about us not bringing in enough cash for him to spend on hookers and food for his fat ass." Billy grumbled.
"Just go before he comes here. God forbid he finds out about Spencer." I muttered to Billy, as he got dressed.
"I don't need him here to fucking yell at me anymore than he does." Billy added as he left to go talk to Bones.
I started picking up around the house until Spencer came back with Summer.
"See look, the asshole is not even here." Spencer said to Summer.
"Bones wanted to talk to him." I told him.
"Bones?" Summer asked.
"Our boss." I answered.
"His father." Spencer replied. Summer raised both eyebrows.
"I have to go. See you later, Spencer." Summer said as she left. Spencer went to bed and so did I.
-Next Morning-
I got up early, well before 10 to see what was going on. Spencer was up watching TV but Billy was either still asleep or not back yet and the rest of the guys were not here yet either.
"Want some breakfast, kiddo?" I asked Spencer, who was sprawled out on the couch and laughing at the Saturday morning cartoons.
"Yeah, thanks Joe." Spencer replied looking up to smile at me. I went to the fridge to find not any decent food there. A slice of cheese, bottle of hot sauce, old Chinese takeout, some sour milk, 18-pack of beer sat in the fridge. I opened the freezer to find ice, heroin, and crack there. I slammed the fridge and went to get Billy from his room. But he was not in bed when I got there nor was he even in the house. I dialed his number until he picked up.
"What the fuck, Joe? It's ten in the fucking morning." Billy grumbled.
"I couldn't give a shit if this is inconvenient for me to call you right now. I'm really fucking pissed at you." I spat.
"What the fuck did I do to get you so fucking pissed off?" Billy asked.
"You wanna know what you did. First, I got up and so was Spencer. I decided to make breakfast for him. Second, in the fridge we don't got anything to fucking feed a growing person like Spencer. Billy, you got more beer in that fridge than fucking food. Third, I thought I fucking told you to go buy food to feed us when you got paid next but you didn't. Instead you are at the dealer's place where you bought as much as you could with your paycheck, am I right?" I yelled at him.
"It's my fucking money. I don't have to be the only one paying for food, I mean I pay for the place we all fucking sleep in and live in!" Billy snapped.
"He's your son and you don't give a shit if he starves to death as long as you are high as fuck!" I yelled back.
"Don't fucking go there!" He screamed.
"Then fucking clean your act up and take care of him." I demanded.
"It's not like you're that perfect either, Joe. You're just as fucked as I am." Billy retorted. I clenched my fist.
"Get some fucking food before you come back." I demanded as I hung up. I looked over at Spencer. He was still watching TV. I went back to look through the kitchen cabinets to find an almost empty box of cereal. I took the box and walked over to Spencer.
"Here have some of this until Billy gets more food." I told him. He took the box and began munching away.
BILLY
After Joe called me, I pushed the slut off me and got dressed. I grabbed my new purchases and went to my car. I headed to the closest store looking for any change in my pocket. But there was no change in my pocket. I looked around the store for something to swipe when I saw the meat section. I grabbed a sausage packet and got out of the store quickly. As I left, I swiped some fruit and a box of oatmeal. I sped home as I downed a beer from the party last night.
I unlocked the front door and entered to see Joe and Spencer watching TV.
"I got some fruit, oatmeal, and sausage for everyone." I announced. I gave it to Joe to go cook up and then glanced over at Spencer. He looked me in the eye before looking away. My hands started to shake and I knew I was suffering from withdrawal right now. I made it to my personal stash of coke. I did a few lines and then cleaned up. I went to the bathroom to make sure I was presentable enough. I checked to my nose to make sure you couldn't see any traces of coke.
"You know that I'll still know when you're high. So please don't try to hide that from me." Spencer informed me as he stood leaning in the doorway watching me. I looked at him through the mirror.
"How do you know?" I asked him.
"When I was ten, it was a pretty hard for us. We didn't have a stable home so she got to doing crack and selling her body to ugly fat old men for money. I saw my mom high and being used. She tried to hid me from it but I found out so, don't try to lie to me. It won't work." He said.
"She sold herself for sex?" I asked disgusted.
"It made good money." Spencer answered.
"What happened to her? She never would have done something like that." I spoke in disbelief.
"She grew up to raise me. She changed into a woman to keep me in line. That's what happened, Billy." Spencer added.
"None of this was supposed to happen. We planned something else all together." I muttered.
"Pardon me?" Spencer implored.
"We were supposed to graduate and then move to New York. There we both would get a job and then get married when we had a stable place. She wasn't supposed to leave before graduation. Then I planned on going just myself but I got stuck working for Bones and then I couldn't get out." I said.
"Well, breakfast is ready." Spencer added after a while and left to go eat. I followed shortly after. We ate in silence.
SPENCER
After breakfast, my friends Mark and Dylan came by to pick me up. Billy answered the door.
"What?" Billy asked annoyed.
"Is Spencer here?" They asked.
"Why the fuck do you want to see him?" Billy questioned.
"We're hanging out today." Dylan suggested hoping Billy would get me.
"Dylan! Mark! What's up man?" I called out.
"Spencer, man. I heard you went out with Summer. Man, tell me you did not?" Dylan said.
"You mean the blonde girl that came over yesterday." Billy asked Dylan. Mark got an evil grin.
"I ain't the only one with a girlfriend, Spencer!" Mark cried out victorious.
"She's not my girlfriend! She's just a friend." I argued.
"My friend, Bodie said he saw you with that girl and both of you were getting friendly at that restaurant like when she leaned in for a kiss." Billy told them.
"I like him!" Dylan said as he high-fived Billy.
"Oh, introductions. Mark, Dylan, meet my father, Billy." I introduced them.
"See you later!" Dylan said to Billy.
"What we doing today?" I asked them as we got down to the street.
"We're getting high and then later tonight, we got another party. You game man?" Dylan asked me.
"Hell yeah!" I exclaimed.
"Plus we're bringing booze to the party as a favor to Kayla." Mark added.
BILLY
"Bodie just called and he said you got to go talk to Bones now!" Joe yelled at me from the kitchen. I grabbed my leather jacket and went to my car. And sped off to Bone's body shop.
"You motherfucker! What the fuck took you so long; I've been waiting a while! You worthless piece of shit!" Bones yelled at me. I stood there glaring at him.
"What do you need from me, Bones?" I asked bitterly.
"Watch the attitude, Billy boy? I'm the one who pays you. So fucking respect me piece of shit!" He demanded. I turned my head to the side to stare at him with my left eye.
"What's the problem now?" I asked kinder.
"I need you to go back to Mattapan to kill this motherfucker for fucking me over. Take all his supply after the job." Bones ordered.
"Who you want me to bring?" I asked cracking my knuckles in anticipation.
"Take Bodie and bring the motherfucker's head back so I can teach others lessons by using his fucking head." Bones stated before kicking me out of his office. I stalked out of his office smoking a cigarette while I got out my phone to call Bodie.
"Billy, how'd it go with Bones?" He asked me.
"Fucking perfect. We got a job in Mattapan. Bring some guns to kill a motherfucker or two." I demanded.
"Meet me at Four Roses." Bodie told me before I hung up. I went by my place and grabbed a wad of cash and reloaded my gun with new ammo. I got back in the car and went to the bar, Four Roses. I sat at a booth and ordered two beers before Bodie showed up with a duffel bag. He took a seat across from me.
"Who we killing?" He asked.
"Some motherfucker who didn't pay what he owed on his guns to Bones. So now we come in to kill him and take what we can of his." I said as our beer arrived. The blonde waitress winked at me as she set my beer down in front of me making sure I could see down her top. I smiled at her and Bodie shook his head at me.
"It's been awhile since I've seen you, Billy. How are you?" She asked me.
"I'm good babe." I answered and she nodded at me before she turned to leave. I slapped her ass as she turned to leave. She turned her head back and winked at me. Bodie took a sip of his beer.
"We don't have time for you to get some ass right now." He said. I got out of my seat and followed her to the dark hallway. She unzipped my pants as soon as she kissed me. I slid her skirt up and backed her against the wall.
BODIE
I finished my beer and was just waiting for Billy to come back from the hallway. He emerged a few seconds later with the blonde fixing her skirt. He took a large sip of his beer.
"Let's go get this fucking job done, Bodie." He said firmly. As we walked out of the bar, he lit a cigarette. We sped off to Mattapan.
Once we got there, we got a motel room in some cheap dirty motel.
"Bodie, what did you bring?" Billy asked as I set the duffel bag down.
"I brought Taurus PT945, Glock 19, Sig Sauer P229R, Smith & Wessen 3000 Shotgun, Colt Python, and lastly, the Mosseberg 500." I listed as I showed Billy the guns.
"What did you bring?" I asked him. He pulled out his beloved Beretta 92FS. And his spare gun, the Magnum Research Inc. Mark VII Desert Eagle. I nodded and took the Taurus and Glock as mine.
"First, we got to do some research of these guys. You watch them tonight to see what we should expect when we go to kill them." Billy ordered.
"Alright I'll be back by three." I told Billy as I left.