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Jump to the Chi-Town Kings headquarters if they even call their trap house that. Where we get to show them how big our balls are and where we can summon our inner drug lord. I never liked the term 'drug lord'. Everyone seemed to refer that about my father, but he will always be Pa to me. I have never seen myself ending up like my father and taking over his business. But if I were to become him, I would prefer being called a drug goddess.
Ethan though, pa always tried to show him the works of the business and wanted to keep me away. At times like this Ethan can be a bit cringe worthy, that being because he resembles his father, I hate to say.
"No gun?" Ian asks Ethan.
"See where's the fun in a gun? Yeah, it causes some damage, but with my blade, I can make beautiful art." Ethan smiles, and I laugh.
"You're a psycho, but I'm cool with it" Ian gives Ethan a comforting pat on the back, and I chuckle and stretch my arms preparing for battle.
Let me tell you all; I'm quite the badass. Or that's what I see myself as from taking classes in fighting. Who's idea was that? My father. I'm no Bruce Lee, but I indeed kick some major ass.
Ian swings his family killing bat practicing just in case, Ethan has his blade, and I have my butterfly knives aka my babies.
"Ian where the fuck is Lip?" Ethan asks.
"You invited him?" I rudely ask.
"He's part of this." Ethan walks up toward me trying to intimidate me. I stand up straighter than before standing my ground.
"Don't start acting like pa." I challenge him, and Ian breaks us away with his arms pushing us back.
"Okay, you two leave the anger to the Chi-town guys," Ian says.
"Fine. Let's go." I roll my eyes at Ethan.
Ian knocks on the door using his bat, and I could already hear the sound of guns. A tall man, maybe 6'4 opens the door, and we all look up.
"Hello, nice to meet you, we are looking for the 'Chi-Town Kings.'" Ethan flashes his award-winning smile. The only time Ethan would show a hint of fear is when it came down to me.
"Who the fuck is asking?" The man barks.
"Oh, It's been a long day I apologize, I'm Ethan, and this is my lovely sister Ellie, and this is our friend Ian, he's gay." Ethan smiles big showing his dimples. I couldn't help but laugh along with Ian trying to keep his cool. The man's face remains the same, except he looks more upset.
"Let them in." I hear a guy call out. The man hesitates before stepping aside to let us through. I walk in after Ethan and Ian stay close behind me.
