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﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ I hear faint mumbling followed by a loud ringing noise and flutter my eyes open revealing Ethan hovering over my bed.
"You heard me?" Ethan asks while I viciously rub my eyes confused. A sharp pain on my head causes me to plop down back in my pillow.
"Please talk lower E," I mumble. "What is it?" I ask with an attitude.
"We have to get rid of him." He sounds much clearer now, and I roll over to face him.
"Ernie?" I ask.
"Yes we have to get rid of him, he's not fucking up our business. I tried getting in contact with Kev but something about Ethel being missing." Ethan trails off thinking of a master plan.
These past days Ernie has been butting into our conversations with potential buyers and with our growing. We decided to get another place just to grow the weed. Didn't feel comfortable living with the babies so we found an abandoned warehouse behind Ernie's back. We have been trying to do pretty much everything behind his back. He's been too risky.
"That's it," Ethan shouts and runs downstairs. I stare at the ceiling before deciding to get up and get ready for what seemed like a very eventful day approaching.
Finally ready I peek in the extra room seeing Ernie fast asleep and try to close the door. I walk downstairs and see Mandy sitting on the kitchen chair with Ian. Mandy and I have gotten close since she's been fucking my brother and to my surprise we have a lot of common. I've also been desperate and needed someone to vent about my troubles with, someone who happens to be a girl. Whenever I would mention Lip to Ian he will just block out everything I say since him and Lip have been in a little rivalry. That being because of his involvement with Karen and his poor choices towards me.
"I'm guessing Ethan filled you guys in with our little problem." I say while pouring myself a glass of iced tea.
"You mean killing your uncle?" Ian chuckles.
"What?" I laugh. I look over to Ethan seeing him play around with a knife. "Ethan we can't kill him."
I wrap my arms together and intently stare at him, "Then what would you suggest?" He asks.
"We simply stand our grounds," I tell him. "Mandy, you have your taser right?"
"Always." Mandy smiles and walks over to her bag.
"Wait so we aren't using the killing bat? I brought it over for nothing?" Ian asks.
"Bring it." I start to walk over upstairs with everyone following up after me. We walk into the guest room and I take my hand out so Ian can pass me the bat. Once I grip it I hit the bed inches away from Ernie waking him up in fright.
