Now back in LS, She started to realize she prefers it out in Blaine County where there wasn't so much traffic and all the people. She thought that she would miss it since it was the closest thing to Liberty city here but living in the dessert for the first time really opened her eyes. Maybe she actually hated it in LC with all the assholes she worked with and the constant nagging from her parents about how much of a failure she is for not joining the military like her sibling. And let's be real none of the men were ever good there. Lying, cheating no good for nothing motherfuckers. Now that she reflects on it sadly, leaving probably could have been the best decision she has ever made.

"Let's stay at my club for a bit just until Ron finds this motherfucker he should not be hard to find if he cooks drugs." They parked in front of the Vanilla Unicorn and walked into his office. They both sat down. As soon as they did Trevor finally popped a question.

"I'm just going to ask. Are you gay? Cause you never want to fuck or for whatever reason suck on my boy." He leaned back with his hands up in mocking defense "Because I don't mind at all. It would just really explain a lot."

"Why is it cause I'm not married and I'm almost in my forties? Or maybe its cause all you men are practically a lovely batch of lying fucks!" She shouted starting to get upset it was a touchy subject. She never was really good at picking out the best man to be with. Her history could help

"Jesus I see that I have touched a nerve. But let me just say I am the realest person in this place, a place where fake plastic fucks reside in!" he raised his voice at the end of the sentence. He then decided to have a conference call and quickly walked outside waiting for Michael and Franklin.

"I'm so fucking pissed right now." she whispered to herself "I need a strong drink preferably one that will make me forget everything and perhaps kill me." She stormed out. As soon as she made her way out past the first door that led to the back stage she ran into her all so lovely helpful best friend Stacy.

"Oh hey Diane how is working with Trevor going? He's great right?" Stacy said in an oh so sarcastic tone that finally caused Diane to see red knowing her friend knew how bat shit crazy Trevor who threatened and took lives at a blinks of an eye. It usually takes a lot for her to get angry but ever since the stress of life that has caught up to her it finally made her snap.

"YOU, little bitch when I get done with you. YOU'RE going to wish your cracked up ass mother HAD FUCKING ABORTED YOU!" Diane slowly walked towards Stacy who now slowly back paced away from Diane onto the stage toward the pole.

Trevor was on the phone with Ron outside telling him who gave him the location of one of Thomas Desmond's people or who once was Thomas' people caused it seemed that someone else took over from where he left off. Just then Michael and Franklin came in together.

"Hey T what it is you need homie?" Frank asked ready to help getting out of the vehicle.

"Just don't see why you still need me. I told you I was retired, I'm out." Michael said as he got out as of the car next.

"Can you please stop being a little pussy for once huh Mike."

"Fuck you."

"Yeah well I got that covered by one of my employees. I need your help on taking out this new drug lord. He needs to fucking die in a hole so he won't expand and cause me to lose business."

Frank looked at Trevor with a confused face at the first statement since the only employees he has ever met were Ron, Wade, and Chef. Who were all obviously all men.

One of the bouncers walked out with a worried expression on his face. "Boss there seems to be an extremely violent cat fight going on right now."

Why didn't you fuckin say so earlier?" They all walked back in. When they walked out onto the stage he saw something that he had never seen in his club before. Diane's hair was ruffled up with some of her cloths torn enough you could see most of her bra from her struggling victim's pulls for freedom. Who Diane pulled a fist full of Stacy's hair and now smashed her face into the pole with blood all over Stacy's face, the floor, and on the pole .Men began throwing money at them. The Other strippers who have tried to help were punched or kicked away by Diane and no one else was ballsy enough to help. Other than Trevor.

"Make love to the pole you stupid fucking whore." she said with two more punches to Stacy's face. "How dare you fucking fuck me over!" she spat on her "Don't ever fucking look at me again you cracked up Barbie doll."The victor made her way back only to walk into Trevor. Michael and Franklin were ready to back him up.

"DAMN Diane I didn't know you had this much in you." He continued his praise. "I know how to fucking pick them! I'm in love. But next time you beat the living fuck out of someone don't let it be one of my strippers." Trevor threatened with his balled up.

As they were all conversing between each other the other strippers were helping her up with complaints coming out of Stacy's mouth about needing a nose job between weeps of pain.

"T where the fuck did you find this girl?" Michael asked in surprise looking back at the stripper who got her ass handed to her by this crazy woman. "She is as psychotic as you."

"Diane is the newest member of my enterprise my own personal employee." Diane was fixing her hair and trying to use the other part of her clothing to hide her exposure as he said this.

"Diane this is the washed up turd I was telling you about before and his son he could never have had cause he's a snake Franklin." He gestured towards them.

Michael gave Trevor a dirty look "Hey." Frank and Mike both said to her in unison.

"Now that we are all acquainted lets go save my business. Ron said that he lives in Vinewood goes to lift on Vespucci beach with the rest of the douches he might be there now. We watch and follow him to his boss and when we get there we are shooting up the fucking place." He said as they all walked back into his office.

"Can I get some new cloths first?" she asked still trying to cover up still as they were about ready to go.

"But I was really starting to love the new look." Trevor expressed as she went to go look for a better top in the other room.

"You seem to be perfectly capable doing this yourself, why do you need me and Frank?" Michael questioned.

Since I suspect it to involve a lot of fucking guns. And a lot of fucking people to go with them." he said getting upset "plus you're a fucking friend and fucking friends help other friends out without asking any fucking questions."

Diane tried ignoring the two men who were arguing now with the one named Franklin trying to calm Trevor and Mike down before another fight happens again like she had with her old friend Stacy who she suspects no longer considers her a friend. She needed that, it surprised her how much she enjoyed it. She still felt bad but the bitch had what was coming to her by introducing her to her new boss. She went to the wardrobe trying to find a decent top to cover herself up with. The only decent top that was not as revealing was one that showed massive cleavage and it needed to be tied around her necks exposing her entire back. She felt like a middle aged woman trying to recapture her youth even if she wasn't one. But it didn't matter as soon as this shit is over with the better. She enter his office

"Are you guys done fighting, my fucking sister is wherever the fuck this guy goes to and we need to hurry and fuckin go."

"WHOA there sweet ass I am in charge and WE do what I SAY." he began telling them what to do. "Franklin and Diane you both go to the gun store buy us some top of the line weapons. Mike and I are going to Vespucci Beach check if the assholes there, if he is you then come to us and we can follow him back to the new unlucky shithead in charge, I'm taking over and expanding."

They all did what they were told and headed on out. Mike and Trevor went in his truck and left. And Diane and Frank went into Frank's ride.

The ride to the gun store was quiet at first. She thought he would have told her to go with him and getting stuck by having to listen to more suggestions of sexual harassment by asking her to suck his dick or something. So she was a little happy to ride with Franklin who seemed nice and appeared to be the sanest out of the three men.

"So it's Diane right?" he asked surprised he wasn't at all a little freaked out especially after what she did to the stripper in the club.

"Uh yeah." she answered.

"So are you and T like a thing?" He asked a little worried. Probably for her. "He didn't like kidnap you and force you to do this shit right?"

"Oh no we aren't a thing" she answered politely "And no he didn't kidnap me." Diane found this funny cause her answers were all facts.

"And what did that stripper do?" he asked her another question killing the time it is taking to get there.

"Let's just say she was the one that introduced me to Trevor." She spoke with hope leaving her very being. "This guy is supposed to have my sister, she owed him a lot of fucking money and now he's going to help by helping himself. Before my lovely sister is massacred."

"Oh shit you serious?"

"As serious as I could ever be." they both got out the parked car to get the ammo and weapons needed for the mission.

Trevor and Mike were almost down in Vespucci Beach to find the man that will lead them to the new man in charge of the new drug empire.

"So T where'd you find this chick?" Mike queried to Trevor who was driving to their destination. You didn't kidnap her did you?"

"No, for a matter of fact she volunteered she came to me." Trevor answered in frustration. "Why the fuck do you always have to assume the worse about me?"

"It's just that even though she fucked up that stripper, she doesn't seem like the kind of person who would work with you willingly. Or any person for that matter."

"Yeah well, she is." he said pulling up to the side reaching their destination. Trevor pulled out his phone to call Ron. "Hey Ron so what the fuck does this guy look like you never told me!"

"Hes-hes 6 foot, bald, and white." Ron answered fear obvious in his voice.

"You better not be fucking wrong Ron!" he then hung up immediately. They both frantically began searching for the said man. It was another sunny day in LS. Looking for a man to follow that will lead them to the new man in charge. And destroy his business and take over from where they left off. It was one of the best opportunities TP enterprises has had in a very long time.

"There, that has got to be him big bald man who lifts right?" Mike pointed him out far from the beach.

"Good eye Mikey now we watch then follow then kill this waxed ballsac." As T finished his sentence Frank and Diane drove up to them both, they were spying on the young bald male from a distance. They all sat for more than an hour now and it was getting really boring watching men pump iron. Mike, Frank, and Diane were all about ready to pass out while Trevor was about to lose his fucking patience.

"How long is this gonna fuckin take." Mike complained.

"Shut the fuck up Mike, you whiny little shit!" Trevor said looking out at the man still. And that was when Trevor finally decided to really take this mission into his own hands. He got out his vehicle and marched right up to him with a combat pistol in his hand. "Stay in the car M."

"T what the fuck are you doing?" Mike yelled from the car getting in the driver's seat ready for whatever he's doing.

"What I should have done a long time ago." Trevor answered as he was getting closer to the man.

"Hey you bald prick!" Trevor said aiming his gun at the bald man ready to shoot him if necessary. "Now you're going to take me to your fucking boss or I'm going to fucking shoot your fucking brains all out on to your precious weights!"

"Fuck off!" the man now fleeing the scene getting off the beach running in to the street stopping a vehicle stealing it. While this was happening T ran for the car Mike was occupying. Frank and Diane already in chase. "Get that prick!" Trevor screaming as they pursued the man that will most likely lead them to Diane's sister.

A/N Happy New Year everyone. This story might be a little short. And I hope your enjoying what I'm writing.