Hello Peoples, it's me again. And you all probably know that, but seeing as I don't know what else to write here I'm just gonna start the chapter.
Johnny started up the engine and headed back towards Shivington. He looked at the two people sitting in the back. Shaundi was showing Tommy some pictures on her phone, presumably of Johnny and his boss doing random crap while they were drunk, and Tommy was still listening to his mother's music on Johnny's iPod. The ride was mostly quiet except for the music blaring from the headphones and the occasional bursts of laughter from Shaundi and Tommy, and it was only interrupted by the screech of Shaundi's terrible brakes when they arrived back at the hideout.
"What are we doing here?" Shaundi asked. "Don't you two have some more bonding to do?"
"Yeah, we do. Not you." Johnny answered as he climbed out of Shaundi's rusty sedan and got into his more luxurious convertible. He finally managed to remake his old car, which was impounded before. It had the dragon on the side and the white leather seats, and even a little metal dragon hanging from the mirror. It was the one that Lin had given him when they first joined the Saints.
"Freaking sweet." Were Tommy's first words as he opened the door and stepped into the car.
"I know right." Shaundi replied, making them both jump seeing as they didn't realise she was right behind them.
"Shaundi, just go inside." Gat replied.
"I have to babysit you guys." Shaundi remarked, putting emphasis on the baby part.
"And yet I'm the one babysitting you." Johnny replied. "Go inside."
"No!" She demanded.
"No, what?" The boss interrupted, making them all jump again.
"Shaundi's being a horrible babysitter so dad told her to go inside." Tommy answered.
The boss stood there thinking it over for a while before telling Shaundi to go inside. Once everyone had headed back inside Johnny started up the engine of his car.
"Where are we going now?" Tommy asked.
"I'm gonna show you your new home." Was Johnny's reply.
After that, there was an awkward silence, until Tommy asked another question.
"Where'd you get that?" He said, while pointing to the metal dragon.
"I got it off a really close friend of mine. She was practically a sister." Johnny answered reminiscing on how he'd met Lin.
"What was her name?"
"Lin." He answered.
"What happened to Lin?" He asked.
"She died."
"Oh." Tommy answered, before silencing himself.
"And we're here." Johnny said, while pulling up to the luxurious suburban house.
Tommy was expecting someone as rich as Johnny to be living in more of a mansion, and he tried to get his head around why his dad didn't own one, but he decided to let it be. After all, this house was much better than the hole he'd grown up in.
Tommy walked in first and took in his surroundings. The first thing he noticed was the gold record hanging above the fireplace, and three different pictures sitting on the mantelpiece. The first was of an Asian looking woman, the second of a short Latin man, and the third was of him and a woman that looked like the one he had seen on Aisha's album artworks.
"Who are they?" Tommy asked.
"That's Lin, that's Carlos, and that's your mom." Johnny answered, pointing to them in order.
"Who's Carlos?"
"He used to be a Saints Lieutenant, but he died. He was kinda like a little brother to everyone though."
"Oh." Tommy remained silent while Johnny took him on a tour around Aisha's old house.
"Please come with me?" Shaundi pleaded as she threw her basketball at the hoop on the back of the door.
"I'm not going with you to play skeeball."
"What about…"
"Or hacky sack." The boss interrupted.
"You're no fun." Shaundi complained, as she picked up the ball off the ground.
"You're annoying." The boss remarked.
"Beats being boring."
"Not really." He answered, casually shrugging it off.
"Yeah really." Shaundi argued back as she tossed the miniature basketball across the room and into the basketball hoop on the back of the door. "That's four. Your turn."
"Okay then." The boss replied as he picked up the plastic ball and threw it into the hoop.
"That's one." Shaundi counted.
The boss went to throw the ball again, before being interrupted by the sound of a gunshot outside. They both ran upstairs and out the front to find a Saint slowly dying in the middle of the car park.
"Oh fuck. This is really not good." Shaundi stated, while the boss called an ambulance.
So, I'm leaving it there for now, not really sure where I'm gonna go with this, whether there's some other gang, or an assassin or what, but I'll figure it out later.
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