A twisted turn of events (Lilith)

[pornstar]

Continued from: Loose Ends

Jason rubs the back of his head. He can't believe what he's heard, what he just said. Or what the other person in the room would think hearing what he had just said. Finally, his phone is set on the table next to him, Jason rubs his temples. Tommy... gone. 187... nearly dead... Kenisha nearly ate a bullet with him. The Familia Regime death that possibly started all of this? The widow is in the room with him... something is so, fucked, up...

"Lilith... we got a problem."

[Lilith]

Lilith yawns as she kicks her feet up on the desk beside the bed, her body stretched out like a cat after a good meal. New clothes, good things. Sure they weren't top of the line but... better then a jacket. She looks at the black heeled boots as she clicks her heels a couple times and yawns again. A problem? The fuck now? Jesus christ... Lilith turns her head to face Buck and clicks her tongue.

"What is it now?

If you tell me the waters gonna stop running then I need a shower before you go in there and live by sucking grit out of the tiles."

[pornstar]

"No... the Fam's dropping like flies. Tommy just ate it... 187 got hit in a drive by... and now? I'm startin' to think yer husband was murdered."

He looked over at the phone.

"Some broad called up, threatened me, then told me I wasn't worth the murder, and told me to call my family. This ain't the step to war with the fam shit... I'm telling you... something's real fucked up."

[Lilith]

"....

What did you just say.."
Lilith sits up on the bed and turns to look at Buck slowly. Her eyes half closed, eyelids half shut rather. She tightens her fists and narrows her eyes slowly. Now... let's look at this realistically. The Familia is very well known. Well known things, be them human or landmarks, usually make good targets. Hence why every JEALOUS ASS WHINY PATHETIC PRETEEN BITCH! From Detroit, was always complaining about Lilith being the best there was there. And eventually trying to hunt her down like a certain dog who used to reside there, and one that shares simliarities to a certain DOG who resides within APW's Tower. Still...

Lilith found it hard to understand why anyone would be dumb enough to straight up, without hiding it, attack the Familia. It was like going up to Fort Knox with a ice pick and expecting to break in solo. Lilith stands up from the bed and walks over to Buck, slowly. She looks out the window and narrows her eyes before turning back to face him.

"Can you repeat that."

[pornstar]

"The entire Familia Regime. They're targeted... they're dying, they're dead... they're comatose... take it what you will. We've got three down in a month... Jon, 187... now Tommy Gunns."

He tosses the sunglasses over on the table, his eyes a little reddened. He's stressed.

"Some chick even threatened my life before calling me worthless..."

[Lilith]

"......

.....

............

And?

How does that involve me? I don't remember fuck all of being officially Familia-Regime Buck. I was barely in the Order. As I remember it, the difference between the Familia and Regime, was that of a far LESS difference then between the Familia, and the Order.

Much difference in leadership and overall goals. I'm extremely sorry for your losses..

But this doesn't concern me. Though I want the man, the 'King' of the Familia never 'knighted' me as a General or anything of the sorts of this illustrious stable in life Buck. Tell me..

Why should I care?"

[pornstar]

"You watched tapes of Detroit... how the fuck can you not even know your husband? Or the fact that he can even be murdered from you not even register? Seriously? I mean, the fuckin' collateral damage alone from the Familia is insane.. 187's woman almost got whacked too. What if this broad decides to come after me after saying no? Guess where that puts you..."

[Lilith]

"...

Excuse you? Was that a threat? If she comes after you...

Like you said, she sees you as worthless, why would anyone not chasing child support bother you Buck? I don't see any reason..

My husband... husband.. husband....

Everyone keeps trying to remind me of him, I have no memory. I know what he looks like but.... nah, no memories.

187's woman was almost rubbed out?... Pity. I thought he and Kenisha were just good childhood friends.....

What a fucking mistake that was huh? Talk about foot in mouth syndrome, Jesus. His ass must be feeling more guilt then the idiots who talked OJ into action huh?

That is... if 187's even moving.

Don't get me wrong Buck, I'm not HAPPY people are targeting the Familia. I remember that whether it be through Jon or not, I had a connection to the group. I AM sorry for these circumstances....

But once again, I don't see why this involves me. If someone comes after you? The last thing you will see before the Reaper coming to put your disturbed ass in a lake of fire for the rest of your soul's lifetime...

Will be me, leaping out of the God-damned window and busting my ass as far away from your bullet riddled corpse as humanly possible...

Besides.....

How would Vegas feel if he knew you were getting sympathy, hell even, some kind of help from an...

'Outsider'?"

[pornstar]

"You speak as if Vegas would even have a choice? I'm putting money on that being the closest he's been to being popped ever. He watched his own friend die in front of his eyes... he was almost in the same car. My money's on V never being the same again."

He grabs his wallet, looking through some of the acquired money.

"Look... we gotta get moving. Hopefully Candice will answer the phone tomorrow. I dunno 'bout you.. but I'm very, very sick of Detroit... and think the road will at least clear my mind..."

[Lilith]

".....

I can't believe I have to help you, this is just.... ugh....."

Lilith knew that in all reality, right now no matter how SLIM of a margin it was... SHE, needed Buck more then HE needed her. With no vehicle and no money, Lilith would be plum fucked outtah luck if Buck left her cold icy bitch ass in all it's glory in D-Troit City. She sighs and shakes her head before walking to the door and getting ready to leave again. Fuck. Lilith doesn't rely on people, they rely on her. That's how she's used to it and that's how she wants it to be again. Despite totally wanting to just let the King do horrible unspeakable back-alley behind a porno video store illegal in 43 states kinds of acts. That's a different story, shut up. Like you haven't whacked off to 95% of any thread I've ever been in that had any hinting at sex. Windex much. Loser. Moving on. Lilith flips her hair back and yawns again before stretching.

"For what it's worth...

I'D miss you if she kills you Buck.

I'd miss the free ride and not having to pay for hotel rooms while we look for Candi a whole lot."

[pornstar]

He just shook his head. God if he felt like being a prick...

"I'm sure you would. Christ... I hope she quits leadin' us on like this. Some kinda certainty would be nice. Now we really can't go back to the tower with a basket of muffin's to get the psychiatrist to forgive us. I got us an idear anyways..."

He heads into the bathroom, pulling the lot of roses from the sink that will probably die on the way to where-ever. He has a clue of where they're going... but it'll take some searching. All he knows is northern edge and Plymouth road. The rest is on his own. Opening the door, he tosses all of the flowers in the back of the truck, not really caring anymore since hearing of Tommy's demise. Hitting the button on his keys, he unlocks the doors, tossing his clothes in the back of the cab and leaning over, opening Lilith's door for her.

"Let's try and get us some answers, hm?"

[Lilith]

"Tch...

I'm never gonna have a normal fuckin' life..."

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Lilith climbs up into the passenger side seat and shuts the door while closing her eyes. Fucking hell. This was one of the things she hated from Detroit. She just wanted to live a normal life that was it, is that shit to much to fucking ask? Good Lord. No it can never be about shopping or clubbing or trying to pick up a guy. No it has to be about motherfucking wars being waged on people and bitches ending up in the God damn hospital. Lilith rolls the window up and leans her arm against it softly while shaking her head from side to side. The Familia Regime was being picked off one by one. For some reason she was now being dragged along into it, granted she and Buck had a pre-existing mission of finding Candi Cane yet... Lilith was sure as she looked over at him for a second that Buck Wylde's mind was for the first time she could remember... not on sex.

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[pornstar]

"Not that yer life was that normal to begin with. I'm tellin' ya... ya had this weird aura 'bout you any time I was around. But, hey... I'll try to get you yer normal life. That's why I'm so gung-ho about findin' Candi... maybe just her will getchu yer normal life."

He pulls away from the motel, heading west once he finally finds the first exit freeway from Detroit. The place was a fuckin' maze.

"This whole ordeal with the Fam Regime's gonna get a whole lot worse than it gets better... I just hope more don't die than this bitch is gunning for. Last thing I'm doin' is dragging you right into the fire of that one. She seems to think I'm worthless, I'll take that and live. I tried gettin' Dice and them to see the light... V's got a lotta enemies, man... it's all gonna come crashin' down around him..."

[Lilith]

"But by now the Familia should be used to dealing with people coming after them in the name of revenge against Vegas right? Who the fuck is this chick Buck? I don't ever remember seeing anyone actually mount an attack against you all that amounted to anything more then someone bitching about the F.C.C not cracking down on your wide mouthed ass.

If this is serious then you all have a seriously fucking disturbed woman doing this...

If I had a split personality I'd almost worry I was doing it but I've been here the whole fucking time.

Shit....

Do you all have like some.. meeting place or something? Some... 'home-base' or something? I mean you obviously meet outside of the Tower right? Well if this psycho obsessed pissed off fan or whatever the hell she is, managed to track down '7 AND Gunns then she OBVIOUSLY knows where you guys make treads don't you think?"

[pornstar]

"In Toronto? Wherever the fuck we wanted to. V's got a place in Vegas, of course... no doubt he'd end up back there. I'm tellin' ya right now... we ain't going. He did something, and he's pretty fucked, I can already tell. I hate sayin' it, I really do... but if someone's actually gotten this close to actually takin' V out? Sumbitch should start sending away those that he cares about. But that leads me to one thing..."

Buck turns on I-94 out of Detroit.

"We're goin' to Ann Arbor. I gotta see something for myself."

[Lilith]

"Talk about no honor among thieves huh Buck?

Vegas is still your fearless leader isn't he? Isn't there supposed to be some kind of mad dash to save him from the evil Succubus like bitch trying to run down Fam? That's disappointing right there....

I thought you'd have a tighter bond with him then that. What happens if he needs somebody and instead of us saving him...

He ends up side by side Gunns?"

Lilith doesn't even look at Buck as she talks. Truth be told part of her wanted to help, part of her could give a fuck less. After all despite the coldness of the statement, she was very muchly right about something she said earlier. She wasn't involved, at least.... she shouldn't have been. Traveling with Buck and being married to someone who was part of the Familia-Regime however.... may slightly put her on a bad suspect list as it were. Lilith sighs and closes her eyes for a second before clicking her tongue.

"Acceptable losses...."

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[pornstar]

"I'm not putting you in the line of fire. Point blank. We've already lost your husband. Whether it was a murder, this bitch coming to get him, or a suicide like everyone's saying it is... I ain't riskin' it. Call it a conscience."

He glances over at her, at times wondering if this mission of sorts was even worth it at times.

"V's got his resources."

[Lilith]

"Awwwwww....

You gonna take care of 'little 'ole me' huh Buck? I never knew I gave off the damsil in distress vibe before, learn something every day..

Suicide... tch; no man I was with would be dumb enough to kill himself.

He'd know I'd dig his ass up and finish him off the right way, the just way, the slow and merciless way. The hard goodbye way. Then again...

I don't remember him, maybe he did do it. Wish I could remember.... wish I could feel anything about the fact that he's dead. Guess that makes me look like a bitch... well, guess I'm a bitch then. Sorry, I can't cry for people I don't know... or remember.

Then again Buck.... if Vegas ends up shooting craps..

It's gonna be a loooooooong road down them Styx for everyone isn't it."

Lilith runs her tongue against the inside of her cheek while breathing out softly. Alright... memory recall would b a real real good thing to happen right now. To bad it isn't happening. She taps her fingers against the window before looking out of it. Why didn't she remember her husband? Was there some bad memory or something that was blocking it? Some reason her mind won't let her remember him?

[pornstar]

"I still find it amazing that you don't even know Jon from watching all of those Detroit vids. What'd you do? Fast forward over them to bits of you?"

[Lilith]

Lilith slowly turns her head to look at Buck and narrows her eyes for a second. Excuse his over paid, over rated, Jerry Springer special 24/7 always open-ended bitch ass? What was that? Was that supposed to be funny to her? Lilith turns a bit in her seat and leans against the door while staring at Buck.

"I'm sorry, was that a joke? You find something amusing about all of this Bucky boy? I saw the tapes, I saw Jon. You think I'd pretend to forget my husband? You think I'm that seriously fucked up deep deep down? You think Mommy didn't hug me enough?

Listen here Buck; I WANT to remember Jon.

I just CAN'T alright? You know this shit isn't easy for me either there 'stud'. I understand you're under a lot of fuckin' pressure right now, you had a woman nail the fact that your life ISN'T worth enough to end.

You CLAIM to love a woman that you're chasing down with a recovering amnesic woman who used to be married to one of your running buddies;

And you're more then likely in shock and trying to act tough about the fact that one of your 'dawgs' just got 'iced'. I understand all that shit so I'm trying to go easy on you; but if you think any of this is ANY EASIER FOR ME; then you're SADLY mistaken.

I can't remember the husband that I now, DON'T HAVE.

I'm trying to look for a woman who actually helped me in an act of humanity with a man who at BEST, can be described as a over grown dog who fluffs any and all female bodies he finds on the streets.

So no Buck, as for your question; I didn't fast forward over Jonny."