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Aisha rushed down the steps of the church. Her hands her balled into tight fists. Troy watched as the former starlet came face to face with Sherise. Up close Sherise could see the creases that formed on her face as she frowned and centered her eyebrows. A vein pulsed through her forehead. The tension between them could be cut with the switchblade. Even still, Troy didn't expect Aisha too backhand Sherise hard enough to leave a dark mark on the side of her face and send the young woman to the ground. When that happened, he ran to step in between the women, but that didn't stop Sherise from getting up and swiping her hand out to catch a grip on one of Aisha's long dark brown braids. Sherise tugged hard and the extension in the braid ripped out.

No one could ever explain what superhuman strength came over Sherise to enable her to shove Troy out of her way. The opening allowed her to tackle Aisha to the ground like a bull would a bull fighter. Aisha wrapped her hands around Sherise's neck and dug her French tip acrylic nails into her skin, but that didn't stop Sherise from punching Aisha in her face. Aisha could feel the formation of a bruise underneath her left eye.

Troy stood above Sherise and wrapped his arms around her stomach to lift her off of Aisha. Sherise pushed her body on Troy to stumble him into the door of the Zircon. While Sherise was elbowing Troy to get him off of her, Aisha took her confinement as her golden opportunity to send a weak right hook into Sherise's face. Sherise could feel the scarlet blood seeping from a lengthy scratch that stretched from her cheekbone to her jaw. Aisha was close enough for Sherise to head butt. Aisha fell to the ground and Sherise's head began to throb. She hadn't done that before.

Troy lost his grip on Sherise. She stalked over Aisha. Her shadow covered Aisha's body. "Bitch!" Aisha screamed.

Sherise kicked her six inch heels into Aisha's gut. "This is your fault!"

"Stop!"

Sherise didn't bother looking behind her. She knew that deep voice belonged to the leader of the Saints. A asshole but the current leader of the Saints. Her eyes were locked onto Aisha. She grit her teeth and she resembled a pit bull that snaps at anyone that touched them in the wrong spot. Troy helped up Aisha.

Julius grabbed Sherise by her forearm, but she ripped him off of her. She turned around to face Julius. "I'll explain later." She said before she purposely stepped down on Aisha's braids. "Oh, sorry."

Aisha groaned as Troy lifted her up and into his Zircon. Sherise walked off into the street. She licked her middle finger and rubbed at the blood stain on her face. The further she grew away from the church, the darker the streets became. She didn't know where to go but knew that there was one place she needed to be. She headed for the old run down loft to see a farmilar Eiswolf drive up to drive way. Damien got out and was surprised to see Sherise on the other side.

"Sherise..." he was hurt but was happy to see her at the same time. "What are you doing here?"

Sherise stuffled her foot around before looking up. "I wanted to see if you were alright. Since you left before the party ended."

Damien closed the car door and walked over to the young Saint but stopped when he seen the bruises on Sherise's face. "What happened to you?"

"I got into a scruffle. But what about you? Are you alright?"

Damien took a deep breath before taking a step closer and grabbed Sherise by her waist before pulling her to his chest and kissed her hard and rough. Sherise's eyes widen as her heart began to race. Damien pulled away and sighed, "I have feelings for you. I know I don't have a chance and that you're with Johnny but know that I will never stop loving you. I'll kill anyone who hurts you, that's a promise."

Sherise looked down not knowing what to say. She wasn't sure what was going on, she knew that she had feelings for Johnny, do she has feelings for Damien too? Before she could think about it, a yawn left her throat. "Man, I'm beat."

Damien smiled lightly before opening the door. "I'll take you to the church in the morning."

Sherise smiled back before heading in the apartment after Damien.

-With Troy and Aisha-

Aisha stared at her beaten reflection in the window of Troy's Zircon. Troy had both of his rough hands on the steering wheel at ten and two. His eyes were content on the fairly busy road ahead of them. He turned up the volume to the radio when Three doors down's It's not my time played through the speakers.

"I love this song. I used to listen to it all the time when I was on patrol...you know uh, when we had to clean out the Row. On patrol for rival gangs."

He took his eyes off the streets at a red light. He looked over to Aisha. Her brown skin was pale and covered in cuts and early stages of bruising. Troy reached his arm out and brushed dirt off of her letterman jacket.

"Put some ice on that." He said about her battle scars.

Aisha craned her neck over to see Troy's soft gaze on her. "This whole time you haven't said anything bad about Sherise?"

"Huh?"

Aisha closed her eyes and sighed before she repeated, "You haven't said anything bad about her?"

"What does that have to do with anything?" Troy asked.

"It means that you condone her trying to kill me,"

"No, no, no Aisha you hit first."

Aisha lifted up inside her seat. "She mauled me! I don't fight!"

"Then why'd you pick a battle with her?"

"Because she took Johnny from me,"

"And Johnny took her from the mute," Troy's eyes were back on the street when the light turned green. "The playa has feelings for Sherise as well as Johnny. He'll get over it, just like you would."

"And if I can't?" Aisha crossed her arms.

Troy sighed. "I guess you confront them. Maybe a meeting at the church. Julius is gonna want to talk to Sherise about the fight."

-SR-

Sherise and Aisha didn't acknowledge each other. They each stared directly at Julius and tried not to break eye contact. Sherise really starting to was tired of always being in Julius' office. In the office with the women were all four Saints lieutenant plus Damien. Lin drove to the church all the way from the Suburbs so she could find out all the drama. She rushed to a point where she didn't have any time to charge out of her blue track pants. She leaned on the wall beside Johnny, Damien, Troy, and Dex. They stayed quiet so they wouldn't make Julius any more mad than he already was. Aisha's voice filled the room. Lin shook her head when she heard Aisha's tone. It was soft and innocent. She sounded like she were a victim in court.

"She had no reason to do what she did," Aisha said. She made sure Julius could see the marks that Sherise's fists indented on her. "It was uncalled for and-"

"What was that?" Julius glared at Sherise menacingly after she made a comment under her breath.

Sherise closed her eyes. Her voice roared louder than Aisha's with power. "I said that's fucking bullshit. Can I leave now?"

"Do you hear this Julius? She has no remorse."

Sherise let out one sarcastic huff. "No remorse? You fucking started it!"

"Sherise, calm down and let Aisha talk." Dex said in the background.

"Nah, I'm done with her talking. I beat her ass because she thought I couldn't handle myself. Next time she pull something like that, we'll going to have a serious problem." Sherise's serious demeanor scared Aisha. "Why don't we talk about more important shit okay. What's going on with the Los Carnales Dex?"

Julius slammed his fists on the table that separated him and Sherise. "I'm only gonna tell you once bitch, shut the fuck up. You asked to be a part of the Saints and I let that happen. When you're in the Saints, you're under my rules. I'm not gonna tolerate you going around and fighting with our allies."

"First off I didn't ask to be Saint and second if she were an ally then the money for her memorial box set would be wired in the Saints bank account or she'd actually you know...do shit for the Saints." Sherise said with a glare and her arms crossed.

Aisha cleared her throat to remind Julius that she was seating at the table also. "I've done enough to get the Saints' respect."

"Yeah, you used to ride on Johnny's dick."

Lin held inside her hysterical laughter after Sherise's comment. She clamped her mouth shut, but a few chuckles escaped when she couldn't hold it in long enough. Johnny smirked. Damien, Troy and Dex didn't show any emotion, but they agreed to a degree to what Sherise was saying. Troy was hoping that she'd make her point with a different vocabulary.

Aisha balled her fists and looked at Sherise. "What?"

Sherise didn't look over to Aisha, but her threat made Aisha stop staring at the side of her face quickly, "If you ball your fists one more time I'm gonna let you have your first and last ride with the corner."

"Julius-"

"Shut the fuck up!" Sherise yelled over Aisha. "People 'respected' you because you were with Johnny because they're intimidated by Johnny. Actually they didn't give a fuck about you, you just lingered around here like the blood on the walls from canonization." That's how she felt and she spoke her mind.

Julius rubbed at his forehead. He couldn't take Sherise's attitude any longer. He had no control over the harsh words that spat from her mouth. He asked her in a calm voice to leave. She did what she was asked of and left his office with Johnny and Lin right behind her.

Lin pointed at Sherise's butt and nudged Johnny in his shoulder. "Her ass is fake."

"Nah, when she eats it all goes there. Its not like I have a problem with that."

Sherise stomped her black shoe boot adorned foot on the floor of the church. She rubbed her temples and turned around to see Johnny and Lin with smirks on their Asian faces. "Do you guys take anything seriously?"

"Sometimes," Johnny said.

"What's your problem? You beat her ass right, get over it." Lin pulled a cigarette from her track pants pocket. "Soon enough Aisha will leave for good. It's not like she can make music anymore."

Lin made her way out of the church. Johnny rested his hands on Sherise's hips and together they left the church only to walk down to Freckle Bitch's because Johnny felt like eating The Fist. Sherise sat with her elbow on the table and her hand under her chin. She twirled a strand of her hair with her free hand. Johnny chewed louder than Godzilla. After he swallowed down the last of his burger he threw the wrapper at Sherise's face.

"You gotta look so pissed?"

Sherise sighed and shrugged her shoulders. "Shit happens."

"Are you about to vent?" Johnny slurped some of his Big Swallow.

"I told Julius I wouldn't let him down. Sometimes at night I pray-"

"Since when were you religious?"

Sherise threw the wrapper back at Johnny. "Since I was little asshole." she took a sip of Johnny's soda before sighing heavily. "You know Julius told me not to be like you-"

"Hold the fuck up," Johnny sliced through Sherise's sentence. "Why the fuck are you taking relationship advice from Julius?"

"I really wasn't but I'm just saying that you haven't been the best with women."

"Excuse me?"

Sherise positioned herself upright. "You never really treated Aisha with respect and you always call me a bitch so..."

"Have I called you a bitch today?"

"No,"

"Am I with Aisha?"

"No," Sherise sighed and rolled her eyes. "Christ, why are you asking me these things?"

"I'm trying to let you see how stupid you sound." Johnny drank the last of his Big Swallow until it was hollow. "Stop listening to Julius and stop trippin' about Aisha. She's dead."