Michael was downstairs pouring himself a glass of his bourbon whiskey, until he heard music coming upstairs. He sighed, thinking it was Jimmy playing his loud rap music. He went upstairs to scream at his ear, telling him to turn it down, but it wasn't coming from Jimmy's room and the loud music wasn't rap.
It was all coming from Blake's bedroom as she happen to leave the door open a crack, when Michael can hear Phil Collins' I Don't Care Anymore.
"You can tell everyone that I'm a down disgrace. Drag my name all over the place. I don't care anymore." Blake sanged along with Phil.
Once Michael noticed Blake wearing a black v-neck t-shirt and in her sky blue boyshort panties, he immediately laughed on the inside but he was showing a smile, trying to hold in his laughter. She was holding her hairbrush, while dancing around on the floor before getting on the bed.
"I don't care… what you say… I don't play the same games… you play."
Michael gave himself once he laughed, before Blake stopped singing. She climbed off the bed and open the door to see him, standing in front of the door with a cocky smile on face.
"Aaaahhh!" Blake screamed before slamming the door shut. "What the fuck, Uncle M?!"
"I'm sorry, you like Phil?" Michael apologized.
"Yeah, but I feel embarrassed…"
Michael chuckled. "No, you ain't kiddo… I promise I won't tell, but you need to work on the way you dance."
"Shut up!" Blake said on the other side and Michael laughed at the dark haired teen once again.
"Michael?" Amanda called out once she heard the front glass doors opening and closing.
Then she noticed Touka running towards the front foyer of the house, as she heard the voice of her niece or step daughter or whatever she's called to her.
Michael and Blake walked towards the kitchen as the dark haired teen held Touka in her arms.
"Hi, Amanda." Blake said.
"So, you finally came back." Amanda said crossing her arms.
Blake was trying to figure out what she was going to say next.
"Yeah, course I came back… why wouldn't I?"
"You fuckin' ruined my hair! And my phone!" Tracey's voice surprised both Michael and Amanda, as Blake turned around to face her and Jimmy was next to her.
"Dad, I got kicked in the ass by her!" Jimmy said.
"You've even bit me, first it was Michael and then. Are you fuckin' kidding me, Blakesleigh?" Amanda yelled her.
"Amanda, kids, enough alright? E-fucking-nough!" Michael shouted. "She's my kid, and you've treat her like nothing?!"
"She's sixteen years old, Michael, not a damn five year old anymore!" Amanda growled.
"She's seventeen. She just had her birthday a couple weeks ago." Michael corrected.
"Everybody, just shut the hell up!" Blake shouted standing on top of the middle kitchen counter, before sitting down on it. "Yeah, I came right back. Look, before I arrive here in Los Santos… I didn't know a thing about being a rich kid or not even a normal kid, just like we were back in Ludendorff. You three beside Daddy, have been kicking my ass since I've got here. Y'all made me go from the sweet and innocent girl that y'all known back in Ludendorff, to sweet and deadly here in LS."
"Y'all, have to remember that Blake was beaten hurt by her mother." Michael reminded them. "She had suffered so much, just like we did. I stay the same for her, but you've three never cared." Michael pulled Blake off the counter and hugged her tightly. "Just give her another chance, like you did for me."
"They're not give me another chance… especially her." Blake said, before pointing to Amanda. "Remember when I earned this?" Blake pointed to her cheek bandage. "It was because of you. You've brought back the abuse, that I've suffered for two years…"
"Blakesleigh, I'm really sorry. I don't know what came over me. I didn't know how much you love Michael, as another father to you."
"He's gonna be my Dad for now." Blake reached up on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek.
"Well, that's great to hear, but what about me as your mother…" Amanda asked.
"You've hit me. I had glass shards in my cheek with blood coming out, when I left. You told me that I was a slut like my mother… You will never be my mother, Amanda." Blake cried softly before leaving the kitchen and ran upstairs to her bedroom, slamming the door shut.
Over an hour has passed by and Blake was upstairs in her room, listening to music while sleeping. She missed the smell of her own bed, as she laid back and relax against the girly and fruity smells of her pillows.
Suddenly, she felt someone touching her shoulder as her aquamarine eyes widened.
"No, Steve! Don't touch me!" Blake screamed, pulling out her gun underneath her pillows. She aimed her pistol while having her finger on the trigger.
She was aiming the gun on the temple of Michael De Santa, as she breathe in and out heavily, indicating that the dark haired teen was frighten.
"I'm so sorry…" Blake started crying uncontrollably as soon as she put the gun next to her.
"Blakie Bear, did something happen?" Michael asked holding her close to him. "What did Steve do to you?"
Blake was still crying uncontrollably as Michael hugged her tightly, rubbing her back up and down.
"He tried… he tried to… "
"He tried to touch you?" Michael finished Blake's sentence and she nodded, wrapping her arms around his waist. "Why would he fuckin' touch you? He's getting married to Selena, ain't he?"
"I just wanted to save my friend, and I talked to him about it." Blake said removing her arms, before noticing on TV that Steve Haines' show, The Underbelly Of Paradise was on. The dark haired teen grabbed her remote and pressed pause once Steve Haines was shown.
"Fuckin' sick bastard he is… He tried to have sex with me, and… he almost force me, until I fought back."
Blake pulled out a Nerf gun and aimed it at Steve Haines's face as she fired the gun. The foam bullet hit the screen and the suction part sticked onto Steve Haines' TV screen forehead.
"Well, he ain't gonna get away with it." Michael said pulling her back into his arms. "Don't worry, I'm gonna tell Davey about this."
"How is Davey gonna help us?" Blake asked. "Steve is like his boss, and he can't do anything."
"Well, he needs our help again." Michael stated, once Blake looked up at him. "The feds are after him, and they're gonna be after us if we don't clear this shit up."
Blake continue looking at her father, as he explained the situation was going on between Davey and the FIB. Norton enlisted Michael and his crews help in order to clear his name. If they don't help him clear his name, Blake and Michael will both go to jail for all of the crimes they've done over the past couple of weeks. Even the ones back in Ludendorff.
Blake was listening to every detail correctly as Michael explained that they had to get the server from the FIB building which was gonna be tough. As much as Blake does not want to do any more dangerous crimes anymore and have a normal life as a Los Santos teenager, she agreed to do this in order to protect her name from the past and now.
Once Michael finish explaining, he pulled Blake into a warming hug letting her know that he loves her no matter what. He believed that his youngest daughter needed more love after what happened over the past couple of weeks.
"Are you doing this cause your shrink talked about it?" Blake asked.
"You can say that." Michael said. "Or it's my fatherly instincts."
"I hate that guy…" Blake mumbled.
Blake heard her iFruit phone ringing as Carter was calling her.
"Dad?" Blake answers the phone and Michael looked at her. "I mean Carter…"
"Blake, are you back home with Michael?" Carter asked.
"Yeah, he finally convince me to be at home-" Blake said, before she stopped talking, hearing Norah screaming in the background. "Is that Norah?"
"Yeah, that's her, Charlie will be her soon." Carter said, as Blake stood up from the bed and put on his knee length black high tops. "Blake, I'm coming to get you at Michael's house right now."
"No, I'm meet you at the hospital, where are you heading to?" Blake asked, grabbing the keys to her motorcycle, before Michael stopped her.
"I'll take you." Michael mouthed, before Blake nodded.
"We're heading to Pillbox Hill Medical Center, cause Norah's doctor is there instead of Mount Zonah." Carter explained.
"Okay, I'm on my way." Blake said, before hanging up her phone. She ran down the stairs as Michael was tailing the dark haired teen from behind. Blake climbed into the passenger side of Michael's Obey Tailgater as she honked the horn, multiple times and he finally came out of the house.
"Chill out, we'll be there before you know it." Michael said.
"Wait… you coming with me?" Blake asked.
"Yeah, C said he was gonna be there, but he wasn't there when you were born. So, I'm going make sure this ain't no type of bullshit he's tryna pull." Michael explained, leaving Rockford Hills.
"Alright then… Just don't start no fight in the hospital. I wanna see Charlie so much, since I'm becoming a big sister now." Blake said nervously.
Michael chuckled. "You remind me of Tracey, of how she felt about Jim being born."
"Oh hush, I'm nothing like her." Blake giggled, before she looked in the backseat to find her violet hoodie. She assumed that the hospital rooms and hallways were gonna be freezing, so she decided to place it on her, as Michael drove the the hospital at Pillbox Hill.
Once they arrive at the hospital, Ethan was waiting for them in front of the hospital's entrance.
"There you are!" Ethan said, hugging her.
"Is she here yet?" Blake asked.
"No, not yet…" Ethan said, before let go. "Come on, I'll take you two to the room."
As Ethan led Michael and Blake down the hallway of the Pillbox Hill Medical Center. Blake had her violet hoodie hood up as she was the last person following them.
Suddenly, the dark haired teen yelped in pain when she felt someone grabbing onto the back of her hoodie and slammed her down onto the cold hospital floor.
"I got ya now, Usagi!"
Oooo, who was that who grabbed Blake and called her Usagi? Who could it be?
Sorry, if I take too long with this chappie since it's a shortie, cause I had a hard time to think about what should happen in this chapter.