Blake and her friends decided to have a night on the town, by heading to Tequila-la-la for a few drinks and dancing. They were drinking shots of whiskey, gin and even tequila. So far Blake and Max only drank down a few shots, until Lunch decided to be greedy and drink down all the shots, before asking for another tray.
"Damn, Lunch, slow down." Max said, grabbing the gin glass shot away from Lunch's hand.
"You're cute when you're… like that, Maxie J." Lunch slurred as she hiccuped between the pause.
"Okay, that's enough drinks." Blake said, moving the other tray away from the blonde haired teen. "Let's go dancing." She suggested, before she, Max and Lunch stood up from the bar until the blonde haired teen decided to take an apple martini with her.
Let Me Hear by Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas was playing loudly on the speaks as Blake and the others were dancing like heavy metal punk rockers. Lunch on the other hand was trying to drink the rest of her apple martini while bobbing her head, but keep spilling her drink out on the dancefloor and missing her straw.
"This is the best night of our lives!" Blake shouted with happiness, before the music stop suddenly as the other people were complaining about the music being off and so is the party lights.
"Hey? What happened to the music?" Lunch complained, before throwing her martini glass on the floor.
"Hell, I don't know." Max answered, while looking around the club and noticed Michael. "Shit, B, it's your uncle."
"Ah, ginger snaps!" Blake said surprised as she noticed him walking around to the club to find his niece or Max and Lunch.
"Okay, everyone calm down. Someone's old man is here to find his niece and her friends, cause the girls were underage and used fake IDs." The DJ explained as Blake, Max and Lunch decided to hide behind the bar while Michael searches for them, before the music came back on.
"Rockford Hills Academy called?" Michael questioned his daughter as he handed her a drink, before realizing that Michael gave her a glass of his whiskey.
"Yeah…" Blake answered, before handing back the glass. "I can't have anymore whiskey remember?"
"Hey, I'm letting you have a drink. We're supposed to be celebrating after a job well done." Michael stated. "Come on, let's join the others." He suggested, pointing towards the backyard.
"But, can we make this call first?" Blake questioned after sitting her drink down on the middle counter in the kitchen.
"Yeah, if you want to get it over with." Michael answered. "Probably is gonna talk about your suspension, anyway." He explained, before Blake dialed Rockford Hills Academy on her iFruit phone.
"Hello, and thank you for calling Rockford Hills Academy, home of the knights. If you want to call the main office for attendance, please dial 1. For Principal Lisa Strickland's office, please dial 2-" Blake and Michael listened to the voice operating machine of calling the academy, before the dark haired father dialed 2. "Please wait, while we transfer your call." Then Blake and Michael stated to hear elevator music for a few seconds, until someone picked up the phone. "Lisa Strickland, how may I help you?"
"Principal Strickland? This is Blake De Santa calling and I was wondering if you call me for a reason, cause you've left me a voicemail earlier."
"Yes, I did call you Miss. De Santa and I'm calling to tell you that your suspension here at Rockford Hills Academy has been overturned and you can come back within a few days." Lisa Strickland explained over the phone as Blake and Michael were relieved that the dark haired teen can go back to school soon, before the school year is over.
"That's great to hear, I'm finally relieved, Lisa that you've decided to bring my daughter back." Michael said.
"Yes I am calling her to bring her back, but somehow her music teacher needs her help. You see your daughter Blake is an advanced music student of her class and within a few days it will be the end of the year luncheon for parents and students. Rachel Fuka Fuka needs Blake for the luncheon to perform a song with her advanced music class." Lisa Strickland explained. "Blakesleigh, do you think you can do that? And also she wants you to sing that song that you were singing the other day up on that stage."
"Path to Isolation… I've stopped writing music for a while but... I'll manage." Blake answered.
"Alright then, I will overturn your suspension and you should be able to have your advanced music class uniform with you, since Rachel gave them out to her students to wear during special events like this. I hope to see you there and your family as well." Lisa Strickland explained, before Blake ended the phone call and looking up at Michael.
"That luncheon is going to be on the day of Christian's funeral. We can't go there." Blake disagreed with her arms crossed.
"Blakesleigh, I'm willing to see you perform again. I know it will be a sad day for all of us after what happened to Lynnette's brother, but we'll make it a good day as well." Michael explained.
"Alright… Can't believe I have to wear the uniform." Blake sighed, before taking back her glass and left the kitchen with Michael.
"Hey, maybe you'll look cute in it." Michael stated.
Once they were outside with the others, they all celebrating a job well done after achieving the greatest heist in history. Robbing the Union Depository and getting out with bars of gold enough for them to be rich and retire in style.
Everyone seems to be having a good time, but Michael and Carter has suspicions that Blake wasn't the same like them.
When everyone was drinking whiskey or either a beer bottle, Blake just staring at the glass in front of her and decided to go get herself a drink of fruit punch. A few minutes later, Blake brought out a tray of cupcakes that she made which was supposed to be Little Vespucci's future sweets, since Blake will be working with Carter by adding new ideas and even adding sweet delectables to the menu.
Everyone seems to be enjoying Blake's cupcakes but Blake didn't feel the same when she was about to eat hers. She was about to go in for a bite, but somehow she rejected it by putting it back down.
"Mike, I'm worried about our little girl." Carter said, before looking back at Blake who was now sitting down at the edge of the pool with her feet in the water, listening to music. "She's not like this." He stated, taking another sip of his whiskey.
"Yeah, maybe it's because of how dangerous the heist was." Michael answered.
"Michael, you have dragged Blake into four different heists and she made it out alive, but her health problems almost got in the way after them." Carter explained. "Hey, give me a cigarette, would you?"
"Yeah, 'course, bud…" Michael answered, before pulling out his Redwood cigarettes and blue lighter. He looked inside of the pack of cigarettes to see that he only had one more left, which he needed it. "Ah… I only have one more and I need it for later. Wait, I thought you quit smoking years ago when we found Ethan on your doorstep." He explained.
"I did quit smoking, but when I get upset about certain things. I gots to have me a cigarette to calm down." Carter said, before calling Blake back towards them as she was still listening to music. "Alright, listen up. I know I've been clean for at least 20 years, but this is a dire emergency. I need a cigarette. Right now!" He explained as Blake, Max, Lunch, Franklin and Ethan were looking at each other.
"Uh, Dad… we don't smoke." Ethan lied.
"I run a restaurant. And the people that I hired are trained gunman to protect us from being robbed. I even hired Norah's stepbrothers Bunny and Ruthless to protect my place as well. So stop distracting me, boy!" Carter explained.
"Okay, Pops calm down. If you need a cigarette, we don't smoke." Ethan said, lying once more.
"Listen to me, I know 1 out of 5 young adults smoke. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5!" Carter explained, counting Blake, Max, Lunch, Franklin and Ethan. "Now, I am going to close my eyes. And when I open them there better be a cigarette between these two fingers." He said, opening his middle and index finger with his eyes closed. "I don't care if it's tobacco, menthol, or a James Joint. Just give me the good stuff now!"
Carter waited until he felt a Redwood cigarette between his two fingers. "Thank you." He said relieved. "Light." Then he heard multiple flicks of cigarette lighters going off, until the end of his cigarette was burning before he started inhaling in the smoke.
Blake pulled out a cigarette of her own, and flick on her teal colored lighter before heading back to the pool and started listening to Heaven by Julia Michaels through her teal colored earbuds.
Then she felt someone touching her shoulder as she looked up to see Michael. "What do you want?" Blake questioned as she sounded irritated.
"Hey, watch it." Michael warned as Blake taken her earbuds and the dark haired father sat down next to he after taking off his shoes and putting his feet in the water. "Is everything completely alright? I know you've confessed earlier about your mother being alive. But I known for a while now. I haven't told Carter yet about her." He explained.
"I know, Michael- I mean Dad." Blake said, shaking her head to think straight. " I should have told you but to let you know… she's actually here for me." She explained, covering up the truth. "She wants to keep an eye on me to make sure I'm okay, before she leaves me completely."
"You sure that's the truth? I mean she's fuckin' Agent Dickhead on the side and looking out for ya? That's supposed to be my job and even Davey's." Michael explained.
"I promise you that she'll leave soon. I just got to do one more visit and that is it. Cali will be there with me." Blake lied.
"Who's Cali?" Michael questioned.
"She's an FIB agent who works along with Dave. And she happens to be my Auntie on my mother's side." Blake explained, before rubbing her hands around the rough bandages on her forearm.
Michael seem to take notice of her bandaged arms, as he was confused of why Blake was wearing them around her arms once again. He doesn't remember Blake wearing them earlier this morning before the Big Score heist began. Was there something else that she was hiding away from him and even her own family?
As the day of Christian's funeral arrived, Michael was already dress in a black suit while putting on expensive cologne. Amanda was already dress in expensive black dresses as well, while they were waiting on Blake to changed into her advanced music class uniform for them to see.
"Blake, come out of the bathroom, we need to see what you look like in your music uniform, before leaving." Amanda said, after knocking on the shared bathroom that's connect to Blake's hotel room and Michael and Amanda's.
"Forget it!" Blake rejected. "I'm not coming out looking like this!"
"Blake, that uniform costed me over a hundred dollars. Come on out, it's just me and Amanda." Michael said while petting Touka who was curled up against his left leg on the bed. Then before the bathroom door open as Blake walked out wearing her advanced music class uniform for the academy's end of the year luncheon.
Her uniform was based off a French style uniform as she wore a white button up shirt that had the Rockford Hills Academy symbol on the left sleeve shoulder, a red and blue striped tie underneath her black twin buckle tab jumper that had a pleated skirt and the Rockford Hills Academy symbol on the right side of the torso. On her legs were red tights and black round toe fashion bowtie zipper heels.
"Aww, Blake, you look cute." Amanda said, before taking a picture of Blake on Michael's iFruit phone.
"No pictures, Amanda, s'il vous plaît." Blake said after hiding her face away when Amanda taken the picture of her.
"Blakie Bear, seriously, you look beautiful." Michael said, before fixing Blake's red beret on top of her short black hair.
"Dad, Amanda…" Blake said, before having her hands on her hips. "Dressing up for this luncheon, makes me look like a French dork."
"What makes you say that?" Michael questioned, before Blake narrowed her teal colored eyes at Tracey who was just texting on her iFruit phone. "Just ignore her, she ain't that much talented like you."
"Michael!" Amanda hissed.
"Are you fucking kidding me, Dad?!" Tracey shrieked.
"It's true, Trace. I didn't ask to do this. The music teacher wanted me to." Blake said, crossing her arms. "By the way, where's Jimmy?" She questioned.
"He's still in his room, fooling around with one of your ex-besties." Tracey answered.
"I'm getting sick of Lunch playing around with Jimmy." Blake said disgusted.
"You and me both." Michael said.
"Don't forget about me. Those two are nasty dorks. I mean, what do they see in each other? Smoking pot?" Tracey explained.
"Alright, before we all get sick about those two. Let's get ready to go to this funeral and come back. That's all we're doing." Michael explained. "Going straight to the funeral and coming back to the hotel, so we can be safe and sound." Then Michael turn around to face his youngest daughter, still wearing her advanced music class uniform. "Blake, go get change in your clothes, and we'll be waiting for you… and even Jimmy."
"Eww, why you bring him up again?" Tracey said, disgusted.
"I know. Bleah!" Blake said, before going back into the shared bathroom to change into her funeral clothes.
When the De Santa's arrived at the Holy Spirit Church in Little Seoul on Ginger Street, they met up with Franklin and the Misslidine's who were waiting for them in their cars.
"You had to wear leggings with that?" Amanda questioned, as she noticed what was Blake wearing to Christian's funeral. She wore a black vintage floral lace long sleeve boat neck cocktail dress, black leggings with white crosses on them and the same heels with the bowties on her feet.
"Hey, I don't want to be showing my legs." Blake said. "Stay out of my business." She said, before walking away from her until Amanda pulled her wrist back as Blake winced her eyes and cried out in pain. "Let go, bitch!"
"Bitch?!" Amanda said, shockingly before…
*SMACK*
Blake was slapped in the face as Amanda had a hint of her stepdaughter's teal blue matte lipstick on her fingers which is called Dolphin. She look back at her, before having her fists balled up in anger until she punched Amanda in the nose, making her fallen down onto her back.
"Yeah, you are one!" Blake retorted, before walking away from everyone to calm down. As everyone was with Amanda, it felt like she was invisible while was alone in the rose garden of the church before she heard footsteps coming towards her. Blake turn around to see her boyfriend as she was looking down at her fashionable black heels with the bowties on it.
"Yeah?" Blake said quietly, before breathing in and out through her mouth silently.
"Hey, Amanda didn't have to do that to you. She was tryna a better mother." Franklin explained, before noticing Blake hugging herself and breathing heavily. "Baby, you alright? You don't look well." He questioned.
"Can… Can you leave me alone for a second. I need to calm down." Blake said, while feeling her stomach and heart being stabbed multiple times.
"Alright then, baby." Franklin said, as he started hugging Blake from behind and place a kiss on top of the dark haired teen's short black hair, before letting go.
In the corner of her teal colored eyes, she taken one last look to see that Franklin was truly walking away from her as everyone was still in front of the church. She rolled up both of her lace sleeves to see more blood bleeding through the rough bandages, before she started shaking and hugging herself.
When she reaches out for the white rose, she remove it from the bush and place it onto her ear to make her look more girly, before returning back to others after when she calmed down.
"Can I please have everyone's attention, so we can get started." Selena said, through the microphone, before she heard low chatter going on toward her left to see everyone except for Trevor and Lunch at the buffet table.
"Pass me the buffalo wings, baby." Michael said.
"Hot or mild?" Amanda questioned.
"I need a cheese stick." Holly Jocelyn said, holding up her plate as her mother, Courtney place a cheddar stick on it. "Thanks Mom."
"Hey, try my apple fritters. They'll be part of the Little Vespucci's sweets menu soon." Blake said, holding up a tray of them as Cali and Dave taken a few.
"Hey! Put the damn food down and listen up!" Lunch retorted through the microphone as everyone at the table look at them. "Now!" But everyone didn't listen and continue on with their business at the buffet table.
"Here, let Charlie teethed on a dill pickle. I've done it before with Blake and Jim." Michael said, before Carter and Norah agreed and taken a pickle slice as Charlie slowly teethed on it.
"Sit your asses down now, and respect my girlfriend and her daughter!" Trevor shouted in the microphone as a few groans were heard.
"Damn it, Trevor!" Amanda hissed.
"Okay, here we're sitting down." Michael said, before leading his wife and kids towards the black church chairs on the second row.
"T didn't have to be so loud." Franklin said.
"Yeah, no shit, Frank." Michael agreed as Franklin sat down next to Blake. "I didn't want to be here to begin with."
"Hey, we're back here if you need us." Cali said, as she and Dave sat down in front of Blake and Michael.
"So, don't start nothing, Townley and Rose." Dave warned.
"Yeah, whatever, Davey." Blake said, before turning back around to face the front while taking a bite of her strawberry.
As the organ started playing while the funeral service begin, Blake felt her iFruit phone vibrates as she looked to see that Macey was calling her. So, she decided to ignore it before paying attention to the service. Suddenly, her iFruit phone vibrates once more as she decided to take one more look and she received a text message from Steve.
She slowly unlocked her phone to have a look at the message that he sent her.
'Turn around'
She hidden her phone once more, before raising her head up to look at the preacher, and decided to turn around to her left very slowly. Before turning around behind her, she place a kiss on Franklin's cheek… until in the corner of her teal colored eyes, she saw Macey and Steve sitting down far away in the back of the church.
Her teal colored eyes widened in fear as she can feel her heart hurting once more, which she started clutching onto it and caught Michael's attention.
"Baby girl, you alright?" Michael questioned, moving a strand of black hair out of Blake's face, before Blake's heart stop hurting when she felt Michael's fingers touching her face.
"I'm fine… Daddy, I'm fine." Blake answered, in a normal voice tone.
"Hey, you're in church, respecting my dead brother." Lunch stated after turning around to face the De Santa's and shushing them.
"Shush! You're in church, pink." Blake retorted quietly.
"Don't start with me today. Or you'll be losing some teeth." Lunch warned as she turned back around to face the front, before Michael nudges Blake's shoulder.
"You can't fight your ex best friend in a church. What is wrong with you?" Michael questioned.
"What do you mean what's wrong with me? Ask her that. If she keeps it up, I'm going to take it outside." Blake explained with a hint of anger, before taking another bite of her strawberry to calm down.
When she was about to take bit of green grape, Dave accidentally kicked the back of Blake's seat as the green grape slipped from her fingers and landed in Lunch's pink bun.
"Sorry, Blake." Dave whispered as Blake had her mouth covered in shock.
"Now let's have a moment of silence, before we begin in the service." The preacher explained as he lowered his head and the others did the same thing while the organ was playing.
Blake had the chance to steal back her grape from out of Lunch's pink bun. When Blake tries to steal it back, Lunch felt her hair being touch before she turned around to face the dark haired teen.
"What are you doing?" Lunch questioned.
"Excuse me, Lunch. But I don't mean to be rude." Blake said calmly. "But can I remove my grape from out of your hair?" She questioned, as Michael, Franklin and Amanda look at the dark haired teen. "So I can get it out that ridiculous and ugly pink hair of yours."
"If I have to turn around one more time, it's gonna be me and you. In this church." Lunch warned after taking the grape from out of her hair, throwing it at Trevor's plate.
"Well, make your move." Blake said, before Lunch turn back around as Michael nudged at his daughter once more to control herself.
"Alright then, before I begin the whole service. Um, whoever drives the blue Albany Buccaneer and parked it in my spot, I regret to reform your butt, but the Lord has told you so." The preacher explained, as everyone look at Ethan who was yawning already, before her green eyes widened and climbed out of his chair.
As he was pushing through people's legs, he accidentally elbows Lunch's neck. While everyone had their eyes on Ethan, Lunch had the chance to hit Blake back by punching her in the back, which made the dark haired teen jump up out of her chair and started fighting her ex-bestie at the nearest isle.
Michael, Amanda, Franklin and Trevor stood up as they try to keep the girls separated from fighting each other in the house of the Lord.
"Blake, girl, chill!" Franklin said.
"Lynn, stop fighting!" Jimmy shouted.
"You girls don't even give a damn no matter what." Michael said.
"Come at me, bitch!" Blake retorted.
"Uncle T, let go so I can do the first… punch? Steve?!" Lunch started to yell, before her pale green eyes noticed Steve Haines on the other side of the church.
"Haines?" Michael said, before he noticed him. "The hell you're doing here?"
"Can't I see some friendly faces after so long?" Steve questioned, as he walked towards them before Blake broken free from Michael's grasp and ran away. "Where's your daughter going, Townley?"
"Dad?" Tracey questioned.
"Michael, do you even know who he is?" Amanda questioned, standing behind her husband.
"Relax, we're on top of this." Michael said, calming down his wife. "Go find Blake."
Amanda nodded before walking away from them. As she made it towards the hallway, she decided to look inside the ladies restroom for her stepdaughter. When she started walking towards it, she cried out in pain as a fire extinguisher slammed against the back of her head, causing her to be unconscious in a matter of seconds.
"Well, one person down… and one and a half to go." Macey said, dropping the fire extinguisher and leaving Amanda unconscious on the floor.
Her brown eyes look up at the ladies restroom as she walked in and hearing her daughter crying in the middle bathroom stall.
"Yeah?" Blake said, while wiping tear off her tear stained face.
"I'm here, my little black rose."
The song used in the flashback Let Me Hear by Fear in Loathing in Las Vegas is from the anime opening of Parasyte, which is definitely my favorites!
The french word S'il vous plaît that Blake used means please.
The advance music class uniform idea was based off of a vocaloid song called Piano Girl by Hatsune Miku, but I made a few color changes to make it more Rockford Hills Academy style, since the academy's colors are black and red.
What is happening to Blake at the moment? Why is her arms wrapped up in rough bandages and showing her blood? What will happen in the next chapter now? Will something bad happen at the church? What is Macey and Steve's plan?