Andy's POV (For this chapter only)

Finally, they left.  I have important people coming over today and nothing can go wrong. I'm not in the mood to die today. I live in a shitty neighborhood, surrounded by shitty people and most importantly, I have a shitty job. Does anybody really think that I like being a drug dealer? I don't, I fucking hate it. If I don't have the right stuff or I'm short, I'm dead. My "clients" are scary people. By now, everyone who lives here thinks that I'm a jerk, I have to be. If I was anything like how I use to be, I wouldn't even be living here. Why? Because I would've been killed. So, how did I use to be? I use to be top of my class, honor student, never done anything bad. Kind of like, Edgar and Lexi. I've always lived in New York and always hated it. Not because they people were bad or because I was never good enough for anything, but because my dad made it Hell. I never had a relationship with my dad, I never liked him. He has and will always be a drunken mess, an abusive guy and a drug dealer. I guess you could say, I followed in his footsteps. That's not the truth. He didn't start stealing drugs to save his family, he did it for money. I could never respect him for that. He was also the one who introduced me to drugs at a young age. I'm trying to be sober now, but when I was younger, I was addicted to cocaine. This ruined my honor student roll, my relationships with all of my friends and most importantly, my relationship with my siblings. None of them could look at me right after I became addicted. I really fucked up my life, I could've went to Harvard, but I screwed that up. I went to the interview high and was scheduled for a drug test. You could only guess that I failed. The dean banned me from Harvard, he said he didn't want my kind of people there. Who could ever blame him? I hated myself and knew at that point that I had to stop. I did, eventually. Being around my dad never helped and Jinx was the only one who believed in me. I should probably mention that I have five siblings and I'm the oldest. Three sisters and two brothers. My dad was and still is a bad man. I wished the others would realize that. The reason I left was because I was sick of his crap. I told everyone there, if they wanted a better life to come with me. Only Jinx listened. My dad convinced the others that I didn't have anything, no money, no place to stay, nothing. Now you should know why I lost a lot  of respect for my other family members, some were barely related to me. But no matter what, I'm happy with my choice. I'm glad I left. I'm just not glad that I became a drug dealer. But I have to do something to keep my new family alive. I know I said hundreds of times that you always have to stick with family and I know that Jinx and I are shifting apart and I know that scares me. But, I can't do anything about it, she's getting older, soon I won't even have to protect her anymore. Jinx is mad at me anyways. All because I haven't accepted Tommy into this family. Truth be told, I do accept him, but I'm just angry at myself for not taking him when I had the chance. Speaking of which, did Tommy go with the others? I don't actually remember. Shit. He can't be here when they come. I hurried upstairs, to his room and when I opened the door he was in there sleeping. Damn it. I have to lock the door from the outside, I can't put this kid in danger. As I was sealing up the door, someone knocked on the door. Fuck! It's them. I'm not 100% prepared. I threw my hat to the other side of the room and tried to clean up my hair. I answered the door, with a slight, nervous smile painted on my face. There were two guys. One was pretty tall with bleached blonde hair, he was wearing a black t-shirt with the little bird logo being a teal, dark blue,kind of worn out jeans and black converse. The one with black hair was also pretty tall, he was wearing black skinny jeans, black converse, a grey hoodie with a blue strip up towards the chest, black rimmed glasses and some black bracelets. They both pushed me aside and walked in.

"Andrew, nice place you go here." The blonde said. 

"Actually, Billy, my name stands for Anderson." I corrected him.

He shrugged and sat on the couch, next to the guy with black hair. "You met, Johnny before, right Anderson?" Billy pointed to the guy with black hair. 

I nodded, "Once before, he bought heroin off me. But today, I have what you both ordered and-"

"Why you in such a hurry?" Billy smiled. It was not a pleasant smile. 

"Sorry, I just don't know when the rest of the household is going to be home." Real reason is that I'm scared scared shitless. 

"Aye, don't worry, we won't be too long." He shrugged.

Johnny looked around, "That hot blonde still living here. What's her name, Casey or something?" 

"Cassidy and yeah. Although she's not too hot too me."

Johnny smirked, think he had a way in, "Really. Why's that? One night stand was one too many?"

I nodded, "That's the jist of it."

"So, she's available?" 

I nodded. Yes, I know protecting my family is the most important, but I don't consider her apart of the family. The only reason why's she's around is because everyone else likes her, especially Maggie. Just at this point, Cassidy walked in, looking stressed out. Johnny got up, with that same smirk and walked over to her. 

"Long day, my dear?" He's so cocky. He and Billy.

She rolled her eyes, "Yeah and you're not getting laid, no matter what Andy promised you." She went upstairs to her room. 

Johnny looked pissed. God damn it. He stood in from of me, "You said she was available." 

"She is, must just be in a bad mood." 

"No, no, no, no. You want her all to yourself. You disgusting pig." 

I stood up and faced him, "Take your shit and leave." 

Johnny looked back at Billy, "I fucking knew it. You love her."

I punched him in the face and quickly regretted that. Oh god, no. I am so fucked. I literally just committed suicide. These guys might not look like much, but they are well respected and considered part of the drug ring. I'm just a fucking peasant. 

He put his hand up by his nose and saw it was bleeding pretty badly, "You have anger issues you need to fix."

"Johnny, let it go." Billy was bored. 

Now Johnny looks angrier, but less at me and more at Billy. And I'm the one who has the issue? 

"Don't get pissed off at me. You're being a fucking whore." Billy shrugged. 

Johnny reached for his gun and pointed it at me. Fuck. I thought I was home free. With my quick, but stupid thinking, I pointed my gun at Billy and he pointed his at Johnny. One of us might die tonight and oh lord I hope it's not me. Now this time, the rest of the family walked in and just stood there, like the fucking idiots they are. 

"Go upstairs." I said calmly. At least I was trying to keep my cool.