Dylan's P.O.V
"Dylan." Drake said as I walked into his room. "Have you thought about my offer?"
"Man, I can't rob no more banks."
"That's sad, really sad man. Whatever, can I offer you something that'll make you feel good."
He held to me a straw and a large bag of cocaine.
I took it and laid it on the table. I dumped out the drugs and instantly began snorting.
"I hear you been around town with some girl."
"Yeah, her name is Megan."
"You like her?"
"Yeah, why?"
"She might need protection in this town. That's what the brotherhood offers."
I put the straw down and could barely stand. "You want me to join the brotherhood?"
"Yeah, we need young and uprising thugs like yourself."
"It would be my honor man."
"Come meet me at my house and i'll hook you up with some contacts and your first mission. For now, finish all that good stuff."
I started snorting again thinking about how I had just got accepted into the most powerful gang.
Megan's P.O.V
I had been talking to Dylan all night and I was exhausted. He was so interesting. Every detail about his life fascinated me. Was I in love? I walked downstairs and the smell of my mother's breakfast hit me before I was even half way down.
I hopped down the last stair and felt a pain in my side. I held the spot until the pain eventually passed.
"You alright baby?"
"Yes ma'aam, my side just hurts."
She walked over and pressed lightly on my side and I yelled. I know I wasn't pregnant.
"Does it hurt that bad baby?"
"Yes mom."
"I think we better take you to the doctor."
We got into the car and all the way over to the doctor's office I wanted to know what was going on with me.
