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It was 2 years after dad's death where I was with Chef checking out some drugs he cooked up when I heard someone behind me when I was upstairs also scoping out some coyotes "How've you been boo?" I looked behind me to Find Franklin standing in the door way "What the fuck are you doing here you murdering shit.." I got up, grabbed my pistol and pointed it to his chest, I knew he could see tears falling from my eyes "You knew this would happen...You little sh- I then felt his arms around me and I tried pushing him away from me "Let go of me you bitch!!" His grip got tighter and I just froze, I felt my gun fall out of my hand and I wrapped my arms around him..I missed his touch, I needed him so bad after these 2 years " I don't even know why I need you..bitch..." he laughed a bit "I needed you too boo..I regretted seeing you witness what I did, but know I have to face it." He wanted to say something else but then I pulled him into a kiss.

He brought both of us down to the mattress that I had in the room and he had covered the door way to the room, I needed him so bad that I ripped off his shirt and we escalated quickly. He had me pinned down ready to make love "Well this was an interesting reunion." He chuckles and nodded as he kissed me passionately, a few hours went by then I finally went back to the trailer and saw pops laying on dad's bed with dad's white dirty t-shirt that he always wore on "Hey Pops how you doing?.." he turned to me with the same tired frown he gave everyday after the incident and just ignored me and covered his face with dad's blanket "Pops...are you ignoring me?" I walked to where he was facing and I took the blanket off him and smiled at him, he just stared at me and started tearing up after seeing me smiling after 2 years "Your s-smile...I missed it!..."he smiled two and sat up and hugged me tightly "pops should we visit Los Santos so we don't have to be so lonely here?" He didn't say anything but then said "But who will take care of the trailer?!" I chuckled a bit "Wade will look after the Trailer, for now we'll stay at the strip club Dad owns." He changed his pants and put on dad's hoodie as I put on one of dad's cargo jeans and dirty shirt and drove off to Los Santos with Pops.

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