"C'mon Fafs, join me" Se what i mean? he just drag Oxygen just like that. The later shook his head but he joined him go crazy too.

I turn to Nickle.  looking at him right now, he does resemble King Espresso Moreau in one way or another. Both of them are the soon to be the head of the family, such big responsibility are in their shoulders, they are domineering and like what i said they rule. But unlike King, this one is more serious and definitely sn.o.b.

King on the other hand knows the word 'fun'. While Nickle, theres no such thing as that in his vocabulary.

He lives alone, manage things alone and live his life alone.

But i know, King is way dangerous compare to him or with anyone. He seems like a guy next door but behind that face is dark masked man. Even I is afraid to face that side of him.

The Roan's are connected with both parties. They're our relatives but the Hoovers has nothing to do with them and so does the Moreau.

Grandpa Cris and Grandma Ca.s.s had a son that married a Moreau.

Zeke Moreau and Lysta Le Creme Roan.

Our Aunt Lysta has three other siblings ,  My mom, Flame's Dad and Nickel, Oxygen, Tungsten and a.r.s.enic Mom.

Both families are line in business world, i think they somewhat rule it.

Though i believe there's much more in the Moreau than what they let the public see.

Something more dangerous? like they literally receive death threats everyday. Thank goodness i don't have their name, i mean i live with so much barrier already but the moreau? they like have a bunch of body guards monitoring them everyday and you dont even know who they are or where they hide. They're like shadows.

I decides to stand up and get their a.s.ses back here because i want to go home already, i haven't had a good sleep since i stayed at the hospital for almost two days now.

"Oxygen" I called him for i know if it was Tungsten whom i will call, i'll probably be ignored.

When he turn to me "I want to go home" i said.

"Hey! who are you? can't you see he's accompanying me?" I raise my brow, i didn't realize that there's a b.i.t.c.h clinging onto him.

"Call Tungs, enough with Alcohol and booze. I want to go home" I once again  said, ignoring the girl.

"b.i.t.c.h, learn to show respect!" she spatted.

I shook my head. This cousins of mine and their hoes. Really. They're a pain in the a.s.s.

"Get your filthy hands off me" i said when she touched my shoulder. I shot her a warning glare. She did though.  I can say she backed down, sighed and turn her back on us.

Good. She know her place.