It was nighttime at the De Santa's house.
Blake and her friends, Max and Lunch were in the garage together working on graffiti art for class. After using spray cans, they decide to have a break. Blake and Max were smoking Redwood cigarettes, while their usual friend Lunch was always smoking her weed joint.
After having a minute of their break, the lights went out in the garage as they started looking around for light switch.
"I can't see in this damn garage," Blake complained.
"Hold on, I think I have a candle in my backpack." Lunch said.
"A candle in your backpack?" Blake asked. "You have illegal fireworks in your backpack and you have candles?"
"Hey I'm trying to sell them at school for drug money, since dickhead Steve wouldn't lend me any." Lunch went into her backpack, while having her weed joint hanging from her mouth.
Once she found a candle, she grabbed her hot pink lighter and light it up.
Somehow, it was a sparkler candle to them.
"Hey, that candle's nice and bright." Blake said, staring at the candlestick.
"What kind of candle is that?" Max asked, inhaling her cigarette.
"Dee-moni-tay?" Lunch said, sounding it out. "It must be an illegal Italian candle."
"What the?" Blake said.
Then Blake and Max just figure out what Lunch was trying to sound out.
"Lunch, put out the candle!" Max screamed, as she dropped her cigarette and ran towards her best friend to put out the stick of dynamite.
Blake ran towards them as well until she grabbed it from her best friend's hands, and it dropped inside of her Lunch's backpack.
All three of the girls screamed as the illegal fireworks were lit up by the dynamite inside of the backpack.
They decided to make a run for it as Blake lifted up the garage door and closed it once her friends made it outside. They immediately dropped to the ground and cover their ears as they can hear the fireworks popping inside of the garage.
Twenty minutes later after the fireworks explosion, the fire department arrived at the house as they were putting out the fire.
The gate to the house slide open as Blake notice a familiar black Obey Tailgater pulling up.
"I'm fuckin' dead." Blake said to her friends, as Michael and Amanda climbed out of the car.
"What the fuck happened?" Michael asked, walking towards the girls. "You girls okay?"
"Everything's fine." Blake said. "We just had a small fire in the garage."
"A small fire my ass!" Amanda hissed. "What happened?"
The girls were silent until Amanda turned to face Michael.
"What the fuck did I say, Michael?" Amanda asked.
"What?"
"That flicking a cigarette does not count as putting it out,"
"Alright, it was us, but it was all Lunch's idea." Blake confessed.
"Hey!"
"She had illegal fireworks in her backpack, and she light one of them up to make the garage like that." Blake explained. "But chill, I'll pay for the damages from out of my account that my dad left me money for."
"Oh, you're going to pay from out of your account!" Amanda said, before taking off Michael's belt from his pants. "And your ass and your little friend's asses are going to be on fire!"
All three of the girls screamed as they ran around in different directions, until Blake went into the house and lock the front doors. She can still hear Amanda yelling at her friends as they were trying to escape the front yard.
"Mrs. DS, we're sorry!" Max apologized.
"You are fuckin' crazy bitch for an aunt and wife!" Lunch said.
Michael was left outside for a minute as he tried to calm down his enraged wife until he ran back to the house and Blake let him in, locking her aunt and her friends outside still running around the yard.
"Blake and I are not gonna keep playing lackey for the Goddamn FIB anymore." Michael was talking to Dave Norton on his iFruit phone while he was outside in the backyard. He walking around the pool area, while he was looking at his reflection and listening to Dave.
"Davey, you gotta get me and Blake out of this…"
"Look, I'll meet with you today, but later on, it's Blake's birthday." Michael was about to raise his voice over the phone as he was getting irritated. "I do this one last thing for you and we're out."
"Well, try fucking harder, Dave." Michael ended the phone call angrily, before he pulled out a cigarette and place it into his mouth, just to calm his nerves.
Today was his niece's birthday today, and he wanted to celebrate it with her along with Trevor and Franklin who were inside the house. Blake just turned seventeen today which was a big day for her. Michael was glad that he will be able to celebrate his niece's birthday after so long.
Once he blew the cigarette smoke from out his mouth, he pulled out a picture from out of his back pocket and looked at it while sitting down the deck chair sideways.
Michael smile to himself while having his cigarette in his other hand, still looking at the picture.
"It feels like yesterday, you were just brought into my life, baby girl." Michael said to himself, while looking down at the picture.
The picture was Michael holding Blake for a second time, while she had a feeding tube through her nose. Blake's teal colored eyes were closed while Michael was smiling down at sleeping Baby Blake while holding her small baby form close to him.
"Is everyone ready?" Michael whispered, while he was holding a birthday cake with seventeen candles around it.
Franklin nodded.
"Let's do this, gentleman." Trevor loud whispered.
Michael and Franklin shushed him for being loud while whispering.
They were outside of Blake's bedroom as they were getting ready to wake up the dark haired teen so they can celebrate her very first birthday here in Los Santos. As Franklin opened the door gently, Michael and Trevor walked into the bedroom together before Franklin did.
Once they were in the bedroom, they realized that she was gone.
The window was wide open, letting them know that she left out that way instead the front door.
Her bed was fixed, folded back, and neaten.
Her closet door was open, knowing that she went to grab some clothes to put on.
And even tropical fruit smelling body mist was in the air of her bedroom.
"Uh, where's is she?" Trevor asked. "The birthday girl?"
"Hell, I don't know?" Michael replied, placing the cake down on the bed. "I thought she was still asleep."
"T, you fool, did you wake her up?" Franklin asked.
"I only said good morning to her and even happy birthday…"
Once he sat down on the bed and cake was away from him, he noticed three handwritten notes on Blake's headboard.
The first one was written with a lime green sharpie. 'Hangout with my friends! Won't be back till later, Uncle M!'
The second one was written with a purple sharpie. 'Daddy's address!' and it had an purple arrow pointing to the street and number name. '1257 Magellan Avenue, Del Perro Pier.'
The third one was showing two numbers in a sky blue sharpie marker. 'C-555-8259, N-555-0276'
He taken the second and third note into the palm of his hands as he studies them. He finally realized whose address it was and even the top phone number.
Blake arrived at her father's house near De Perro Pier, as she parked her motorcycle next to her father's black Bravado Bison truck. Before she arrived at her father's house to spend time with him, she had a couple of errands to run since it was her special day after having an early morning wake up call from a certain but crazy uncle.
"There's my ladybug." Carter greeted with open arms. Blake hugged her father as a sweet smile was curled on her face. "Happy birthday, Blakesleigh."
"Dad… it's Blake." She reminded him, which she was annoyed by her full first name.
"I'm sorry, baby girl." Carter ruffled her daughter's head, as she annoyed by that as well.
The brown haired father decided to have a look at his daughter in front of her.
"You look different today, than what I imagine." Carter stated.
Blake really looked different, since she turned seventeen.
She decided to have herself a haircut since she was tired after having three years and seven months of long hair that can easily get tangled.
Her long waist length raven colored hair with the purple streaks were gone. Her raven hair was finally cut to armpit length as there was curls at the end which she in haired from her mother. There was no colorful streaks in her hair, but the dark haired teen promised herself to have a different color beside something dark.
Her attire was a fit and flare black dress with white skull heads printed on the dress. Covering up her shoulders was her a denim vest, as it show off her two shoulder tattoos on each side. On her legs and feet, she had on burgundy red leggings and her favorite pair of black combat boots.
"Maybe, it's cause of me wearing a dress." Blake suggested. "I don't like wearing dresses without leggings or my favorite boots."
"You kinda remind me of someone." Carter places his hands on his hips. "Maybe it's your mother…"
"Yeah… maybe."
"Have you talked to her today?" Carter asked.
She heard herself screaming out in agony in her mind, as she winces her eyes at the sudden pain she felt while covering her stomach with her arms.
"Uh… yeah." Blake lied. "She told me happy birthday and that's it."
"Really huh?" Carter asked and Blake nodded slowly. "Well, since the cake's not here yet. How about I show you your own bedroom?"
"Yeah, of course, Daddy."
As the climbed up the stairs to the upstairs part of the house, when they pass by a window that was showing the front of the house and even the highway. Blake had a strange feeling that someone was outside looking at her, so she decided to have a quick look.
All she can see was her dark blue motorcycle parked next to her father's black Bravado Bison and also the speeding cars on the highway. She sweared she noticed a familiar black Obey Tailgater appearing in the corner of her teal colored eyes.
Blake decided to catched up with her father while ignoring her gut feeling.
"This is your room." Carter said, opening the bedroom door.
Once Blake walked inside of her new bedroom, the walls were just plain white, just like the queen sized bed covered with a white comforter that has small flowers, vines, petals and even leaves on it. There was a flat screen TV hanging on the wall, just like in her own bedroom back in the De Santa house. Below the flat screen TV was a six drawer dresser as it had four picture frames sitting on top of it, collecting dust.
"That's when I got to hold you for the first time." Carter stated while Blake was holding a picture of when she was just only a month old. Carter was smiling in the picture while holding his daughter for the first time. He was sitting in a rocking chair, while Blake was latched onto his ring finger with her small hands, showing him the 'I love you, Daddy' in her teal colored eyes.
"You were born so tiny, when I first saw you in your mother's arms." Carter explained, before Blake held another picture in her hands.
The next picture was Blake crawling towards Carter and Michael at the Grant-Rose trailer home. "You had to be in the hospital for only a month, cause you were born while your mother was eight months pregnant and you were born at the trailer home instead of the hospital."
Blake looked confused at this next picture, until she gets it.
Blake was only one year old in this picture as she had cake covering her face. Michael, Trevor, Brad, and Carter had cake on the side of their faces, thanks to Baby Blake having fun eating her very first sweet. She smiled sweetly at the picture, before she sat down on the edge of the bed still holding onto the picture.
"I save the best for last." Carter said, holding up the last picture frame. Blake placed the other down on the bed, before examining the last picture. It was the exact same picture of Carter and Blake outside of the trailer home, hugging each other covered in snow and also winter clothing, just like the one she posted up on her LifeInvader page.
"I always remember playing in the snow with you and Uncle Michael."
"Yeah, those were good times." Carter said, looking at the picture. "When Norah told me about your LifeInvader post after when you left, I guess me and you were looking for each other. On my page, I wrote about you, hoping that you might answer back. We should be thanking Norah today. She'd became our saving grace of God."
Carter and Blake climbed down the stairs together, as they noticed Norah and Ethan in the foyer of the beach house.
"There is she." Norah said, before giving a side hug to Blake. "Carter's birthday girl."
Blake looked embarrassed as she looked away from Norah and Carter.
"Hey, don't be embarrassed, baby girl." Carter said. "We're celebrating your birthday, since we wanted too."
"Yeah, you're the one dressed like a hipster." Ethan stated.
"Why I outta!" Blake was about to punch Ethan in the stomach, until she decided to let it slide just this once since it was her birthday. "Look, don't call me a hipster. I hate that word!"
"Why?" Ethan asked.
"Cause, you, Uncle Michael and an old friend from Ludendorff are like this close to have your assess kicked."
"Anyway." Carter said, wrapping an arm around his daughter's shoulders. "Let's go to the kitchen to see your birthday cake."
"I didn't know what kind of cake you would like, but I hope you like chocolate." Norah said, walking next to her.
"I do love chocolate." Blake replied with a smile. "But strawberry is my favorite."
"I knew it was strawberry, since your mother always get you strawberry flavored cake for your birthday, every year." Carter stated.
"Yeah… she does." Blake was suddenly looking down, when she was thinking about her mother. Until she was looking at her birthday cake was on the middle counter which made her eyes sparkle with excitement. Carter and Norah have went all out for her very first birthday cake, even though it was not her favorite kind.
The birthday cake was a three tier cake and it was a ladybug theme of course. The bottom tier was black with white polka dots all around it. The top tier of the cake had her name inscribed around the cake with red icing and 3D looking cake icing ladybugs around her name and climbing to the top of the cake.
On top of the cake the numbers one and seven candles on it, as Carter light up the candle threads and he told his daughter to close her eyes before Norah place something cold around Blake's neck which surprises her.
"What's this?" Blake asked, before touching what's around her neck.
"Make a wish, ladybug and then open your eyes." Carter whispered in her ear.
Blake thought about her wish as she was happy to have her father back. A new mother who can actually love her. A long lost brother and even a new baby sister on the way. Blake couldn't believe how much luck she was having now.
After when she blew out her candles, she finally look down to see what was around her neck. It was an extra glittery heart-shaped pendant necklace which cost them a lot of money to get for her. The heart-shaped pendant was a 3D shape of it with so many small diamonds encrusted onto the small heart while it was hanging with a sterling silver chain.
Blake smiled sweetly, before she hugged both of her parents for giving her such a wonderful gift that she can love forever. Until in the corner of her eyes she noticed someone who was outside looking in the inside of the house. She swore she saw someone that looks very familiar to her and she turned her face to look outside. The person from the outside disappeared once Blake finally turned her face to see who it was.
"What's wrong?" Carter asked.
Blake shake her head. "It's nothing."
"Ethan, do you have something for Blake?" Norah asked.
"Uh, yeah." Ethan pulled out Blake's present from his back pocket as it was flat like gift, once he placed it into the palm of her hands. "You told me you like this band. So… I decided to get you the CD."
"It's better than that jungle music." Carter said. "All that rub me, lick me nonsense..."
Norah giggled about how bad rap music is today.
"Thanks, I love it, even though I have the album on my phone." Blake said, before hugging her brother.
Once Ethan wrapped his arms around his baby sister, everyone suddenly heard a car alarm going off from outside which causes them jump slightly, until Carter moved his wife out the way. Ethan decided to follow his father as he left Blake and Norah behind in the kitchen.
"What's going on?" Blake asked.
"I don't know, but I think-"
"Hey, assholes, what are you doing to my truck?!" Carter asked.
All of a sudden, they heard someone yelping out in pain.
"Ethan!"
They hear a car squealing outside leaving Ethan and Carter in the driveway. Blake left Norah in the house as she ran throughout the house to get to the front door. As she finally reached outside, she notice Ethan was holding on to his left arm as it was bleeding through his black novelty t-shirt of Beam Cola*."
"Ethan," Blake said shocked.
"I'm fine, some dirty asshole stabbed me with a hunter's knife." Ethan said, trying to calm down his sister, who was looking at his bleeding wound.
"You could have got your ass killed." Carter stated. "I would have handled it, by myself."
Carter pulled out an AP pistol that was hiding behind his pants waistline, showing it to Blake and Ethan. "Since, those two assholes escaped and left my fucking truck as a beat up piece of shit now."
Blake turn her head to the left to see her father's black Bravado Bison. It had dents and even the windows broken into glass shards. There was even something written on it with white spray paint on the driver and passenger's side of the truck.
"You fucking motherfucker!" Blake read the graffiti out loud.
After when the police was called, Carter reported that somebody was trying to vandalized his truck and then they left, leaving his son stabbed in the left arm. Carter instructed his daughter to head back home and let him handle it, as he didn't want his daughter and pregnant wife to be in this mess.
"Uncle Michael." Blake called out as she entered the De Santa house and closing the door. "I'm home."
She walked pass the living room area as she noticed that her Uncle Michael wasn't home at the moment. So, she decided to walk into the kitchen to grab herself a snack, until something stopped her from going into the refrigerator.
There was another birthday cake sitting in the middle of the counter. So, she pull it towards her as she examines it.
The whole circular cake was covered in white frosting with confetti sprinkles around it. There was red icing around the rim of the cake, as the words 'Happy Birthday Blake!' was inscribed in dark blue icing.
Blake smiled sweetly at it, before she heard the front door opening to the house and she walked outside the kitchen to see Michael coming in.
"Uncle Michael!" She greeted happily.
Michael notice his cheerful niece as he opened his arms out for her. "Blakie Bear, happy birthday."
Once he let go of his niece, he noticed something different about her.
"Hey, you gotta haircut." Michael said, pulling onto one of her black curls.
"Quit it, Uncle Michael." Blake swatted her hand playfully to make her uncle stop.
Michael gave out a small chuckle. "You look very different."
"Thanks,"
Then Franklin and Trevor came in as well.
"Hey, Blake, happy birthday." Franklin said, before Blake hugged him as well.
She did the same thing to her Uncle Trevor as he placed multiple sloppy kisses on her cheeks to make her feel disgusted.
Blake stick her tongue out as she felt disgusted already, once she was separated from her Uncle Trevor.
I have wrote so much for this chapter with Carter, Norah, and Ethan in it. I completely forgotten about Michael, Trevor, and Franklin. So, there'll be more of Blake's birthday in the next chapter and also two surprises that can shocked everyone.
*That t-shirt that Ethan was wearing. Beam Cola it's actually a reference from the video game Rockstar Games created called Bully, which I love!
Carter went all out for Blake's birthday cake, but Michael's… was just plain and simple since he didn't know what Blake likes without even asking her.
What kind of birthday presents will Blake receive from Michael, Trevor, and Franklin?
I wonder who's the person who wrecked Carter's Bravado Bison truck? He and the other person who stabbed Ethan in his left arm will be revealed soon in later chapters.
And also for Blake's CD that she received from Ethan… Blake loves rock music old and new, so it will be any rock music CD you can think of that she will love.
One more thing, that picture Michael had in his hands was a hint for the big secret that will be revealed in the Bury The Hatchet mission.