When I walked into the clubhouse, I got a round of applause from everyone who was present. It felt weird walking back into the place after everything that happened but it was good to see that I was still welcomed and had some respect. The clubhouse hadn't changed much. It was still dirty as f-ck with liquor bottles, beer cans, cigarettes, unclaimed underwear and everything else under the sun. The first thing I was going to do when Rafael handed the title of head honcho to me was f-cking order someone to clean all this sh-t up.

After greeting some people, I made my way into the office where me and my friends usually met. Things were going to be so different now. As chiefs, we always gathered there talked things up and then presented them to Jimmy. Now, my friends were going to be bringing me all the intel, ideas and suggestions. In a way, I was going to be their boss and I hoped that wouldn't be too weird. It's not like I was going to be crazy strict, but I didn't want my new role in the gang to strain our friendship. People change once power is gained.

My friends attacked me when I walked into the office. Leo was the first one to run up to me. She picked me up off my feet and squeezed me as if I was a stress ball. When she put me down, Lin jumped on my back and Rafael messed up my hair. It was nice to see them out of the element of a bed in Shawn's hospice. Being around them made me feel much better. I felt the love and it made me realize how much I missed them. The three of them were dear to my heart and a part of my everyday routine. The routine may have been altered for the past couple of weeks but now I was back and better than ever.

"Alright, alright, I get it! You miss me. Stop messing up my shirt. This sh-t is Versace," I complained half-heartedly as I mindlessly fixed my hair.

"Such a pretty girl," Leo scoffed jokingly as she took a seat in one of the swivel chairs. I glanced at the whiteboard that was behind her head. "Welcome back, Andy" was written on the board in bubble letters and there was a pretty sick drawing of me that only Leo could've drawn so well.

"Aye, that's sick! My head's a little too big though," I said as I pointed at the drawing.

"That's because your head is actually a little too big in real life, fool," Rafael jabbed. Everyone laughed as I smacked my lips. My head wasn't big. Was it? I put my hands on the back of my head and began moving them around trying to feel just how big my head was. When I couldn't tell, I pulled out my phone and stared into the camera. Instead of checking the size of my head, I ended up taking selfie. Gold! That one was going on Instagram.

"I think you woke up even more cockier than you were before. I didn't think it was possible but lo and behold," Leo called me out on my selfie.

"Hey, if you guys keep being d-cks to me I'm demoting all of you when I become head honcho," I tried to say with a straight face. I could tell a hint of a smile was showing and my friends didn't take me seriously. They laughed aloud.

"You're talking reckless. Don't make me call Delaney and get her to set you straight," Rafael warned.

I scrunched up my face. "What is Delaney going to do? Not a damn thi-hey, why are you recording me!? Don't send that to Delaney." Leo was howling as I tried to jump across the table to get her phone.

"It already sent, bro! Sit the f-ck down!"

"Why are you guys tormenting me? I thought you guys missed me," I whined as if I was a kid getting bullied on the playground.

"Oh, we do miss you! That's why we're teasing you so," Lin explained justly. "Here, why don't we take a shot? Our homie is back. The squad is complete. The Fantastic Four are back in the game. So, let's take a drink!"

"You've never said anything wiser," Leo agreed.

"I had way too much to drink the day before. I slept for fifteen hours according to Delaney and I still have a killer headache. If you guys want to drink in my honor then go ahead, but I'm straight," I quickly denied. I had to stray away from drinking for a while. That last experience wasn't fun for me or Delaney. I blacked out, was rude as f-ck and got karma with a headache so drinking was dead to me for now.

"Sh-t, I'll drink your shot for you," Leo said with a shrug.

The more liquor that went through my friends' systems, the realer the conversation got. It started off with Rafael telling me all about his trials of being head honcho. He completely hated it. Apparently, the only good thing about it was that women were ten times more available to you but Rafael never had that problem and neither did I. I had Delaney anyways so that benefit was voided. Though he hated it, he said it was perfect for me. Everyone was looking forward for the next chapter for the Santa Monica area of the De Palma Family. I was expected to do big things and it was going to be a lot of pressure and hard work.

A lot of things were going to change. I would have to mature as a person, be more cautious, more aggressive and be able to manage thousands of gang members. It made me worry a bit about things but I was also thrilled to see how I could make things better within the Family. The anticipation was driving me crazy but I didn't have long to wait. Rafael agreed that tomorrow he would officially hand over the title to me. I would be the head honcho of Santa Monica. Damn, that sounds badass and just a little bit scary.

Delaney|

"Come on, there's nothing to worry about. I mean, it's okay to be a little scared but look at you. Baby, you're Andy motherf-cking De Palma. People in the streets already run when they hear that name and now you're going to be even more powerful. You're going to be such a great leader. I can see it now. You're naturally good with people. There's no need to worry, like at all."

I was laying on my back on my couch with my head propped up in Andy's lap. She was looking down at me with worry in her enthralling blue eyes. I wasn't sure what she was worried for. She'd do amazing as a head honcho and I was here to support her 100%. Everyone knew she was ready for this but still she seemed a bit hesitant. "I believe in you, Andy. It's something a little new for you but you'll adjust. If that asshole could do it then you can too."

"Are you calling Rafael an asshole?"

I laughed a little. "No, idiot. I was talking about Jimmy. I just don't like it saying his name. Every time I say it, I see him...after I shot him." Andy gave me an even more worried look. I gave her a smile to let her know it wasn't that big of a deal. "Let's not think about him. Let's think about how great of a leader you're going to be."

Andy gave me a soft smile but I knew she wasn't all the way convinced. "You see, darlin', that's the thing. I know I'll be a great leader and I know I can make Santa Monica one of the best De Palma Family districts in the world. It's just that being a head honcho takes time. A lot of time. Head honchos are normally single. They don't have time to be in a relationship and-"

I sat up quickly and ended up interrupting Andy. "Hey, don't say that. We'll be good. If you're busier, I'll understand. We'll make it work. People have long distance relationships. We live in the same area. Everything will be okay."

Andy let out a frustrated grunt and sulked into the couch. She looked up at the ceiling and shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know, darlin'. People in long distance relationships usually talk all the time through texting or calling. What's going to happen when I get too busy to even send you a text after a couple of days?"

"Come on, Andy. That's not realistic. I'm sure you'll have time to send me text messages. Even if you don't, who cares? We'll work it out. Don't give up yet. We have to at least try." I wasn't sure where Andy was going with this, but a break up was out of the question.

"I'm not giving up. I love you. I'm just putting it out there that these things can happen. And if for whatever reason, you feel like this is too much for you. You can leave. If you feel like I'm not giving you enough attention or if things are getting too dangerous, I totally understand if you want to go."

I sighed. Andy was just giving me the cold truth. These things could happen, but the thing was that I wasn't like other girls. I killed a f-cking man for her. Her not texting me back right away wasn't going to push me away from her. "Baby, I'm a ride or die b-tch. So, I don't understand why you're stressing."

Andy chuckled and shook her head at me. "You're really my ride or die b-tch?"

"Until the end, baby!" I kissed her lips before wrapping my arms around her and leaning against her shoulder. "We're like Bonnie and Clyde. Like Jay-Z and Beyoncé. Like Kelso and Jackie."

"Hmm, I liked Jackie and Hyde a lot better."

"Really? You seem like a Jackie and Fez kind of person." I looked up to Andy and she seemed like she was deep in thought.

"Yeah, they were really cute together but Hyde and Jackie were just it, you know. Wait, how did we get on the subject of That '70s Show?"

"I was just trying to make the point that you and I are inseparable and you already know I would do anything for you. And you being head honcho won't change that. I'll always be right here unless you do something super f-cked up and then I'm cutting you off as if we never met." Andy laughed awkwardly and scratched the back of her neck. I giggled. "But I know you wouldn't do anything f-cked up so just know, I'm always right here."

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Andy left shortly after our conversation. I had already made plans earlier to have a sleepover with my girls. It had been forever since we had all hung out together. With Andy being injured to visiting my parents, we hadn't been spending much time with each other. I missed my girls so I was excited to see what the night was going to bring.

"Truth or dare, Delaney," Lisa asked. Truth or dare with me and my friends was pretty f-cked up. We asked deep personal questions or made each other do outrageous sh-t. One time Lisa chose dare, and she had to run outside and lick this random stray dog in the mouth. She actually grew fond of him and took the little guy in. Unfortunately, Gordo died when he somehow got cocaine in his system. Poor dog overdosed.

"Let's see, I choose...truth!" I decided to start off light. We were drinking as we played and I needed more alcohol in my body before I could do anything crazy. Truths were always easy. I usually never lied to my friends. I was always open about everything.

The girls all 'ooed' in unison. Lisa rubbed her chin and squinted her eyes. "What do I want to know about you, Delaney? What do I not know?"

I shrugged my shoulders and took a sip from my drink. "I don't know. Ask anything I'll answer."

"Don't get mad at me but I have to know. What's Andy like in bed? Is she as good as she seems or worse than expected." I scoffed but ended up laughing. Of course, Lisa would ask a question like that. I knew she couldn't wait to fantasize about f-cking Andy once she got all the details.

"Well, if you must know. She's really amazing in the sack and she always leaves me satisfied."

"Is that all? We want details, girl. Make it juicy," Tyra urged me.

"I bet Andy makes it juicy. Doesn't she, Delaney," Mia joked as she nudged me with her elbow.

I rolled my eyes at my friends. They weren't going to let me off easy like I thought they would. With a groan, I finished off my drink and rubbed my hands together. "Fine, b-tches. You want to know what sex with Andy is like? It's like nothing I ever experienced before and I had some pretty good lovers in my past. Andy has not a single damn thing in common with them. It's like she always knows what I want and what I'm in the mood for. I never have to fake anything or act like I'm not enjoying something. I'm always comfortable and that's one of my favorite things about having sex with her."

I was going to stop there, but the girls all just stared at me as if they wanted more. How far in detail did they want me to go? "She's such a giver. F-ck, she just gives and gives and she gets off on that. But I love when I'm able to focus on her. She loves it too. She's up for anything, very open minded. Very skilled. Very giving. She loves eye contact and she loves to f-cking tease me. She's all for the foreplay and she could honestly f-ck all day. I don't know if you guys know or not, but using a strap on can be pretty difficult and there's a technique to it and she's really good with it. It's an exhausting process to use one but she has crazy stamina. Like she could win the Strap Olympics. Strap or not, she still always gives me what I need. It's honestly like a spiritual experience. It's like I'm in another world when I'm with her."

I thought for a second and my mind flashed back to one of times we had sex. F-ck, I missed her touch. We hadn't really done anything but play around since the whole Jimmy thing. She wanted to have sex a couple of times but I just thought it'd be best if we wait a while. Until we finally got over things. But f-ck, now I wanted it. Badly.

"I think someone's getting a little hot and bothered," Tyra giggled.

I blushed and bit my lower lip. "It's just been a while since we did anything," I admitted sheepishly. "But enough about me and Andy, truth or dare, Tyra."

"Girl, you know I'm a bold b-tch! Dare!"

By the end of the game, Tyra had gotten completely nude, Mia had licked Lisa's nipple, Lisa had told us about how a guy snorted cocaine out of her ass crack and I was sentenced to literally kiss Mia's bare ass. The game was wild as usual and brought us a little too close. It was around four in the morning and Mia and I were the only ones awake.

I was thinking about Andy's big day tomorrow but I wasn't sure what Mia was thinking about. She was laying next me and she kept looking at me with curiosity. I assumed it was because she was wondering if I dozed off or not. "Hey, Delaney?"

"What's up," I asked as I finally looked over at her. No lights were on in the room but the streetlights from outside allowed me to see the features of her face. That curious look was still there.

"What's it like being with a girl?"

I laughed quietly and gave her a teasing smirk. "A little bi-curious, are we?"

She giggled and covered her face so I wouldn't see her blush. We had been friends for as long as I could remember. I always knew Mia would want to try girls one day. I could see her going both ways. "Just a little. I want to try with a girl, but I don't know. I'm a little nervous and I don't want it to just be anybody, you know?"

"You want to feel comfortable. I understand. You're stepping into another realm. A beautiful realm. There's so many girls out there with so many preferences. It can be a little overwhelming jumping into the world of f-cking girls."

Mia laughed at me. "World of f-cking girls? You make it sound so beautiful," she said somewhat sarcastically.

"Hey! It is beautiful." The other girls were laying beside us on the living room floor, snoring and sleeping peacefully while we were talking about Mia's possible bisexuality. It wasn't exactly the perfect time to have such a delicate conversation, but it seemed like Mia was truly interested in sex with women. "And once you try it, you're most likely going to love it."

"I'm just really nervous."

"Aw, you're so cute when you're nervous. Your jaw shakes when you talk. I remember when your mom walked in on us watching porn because we were curious. Your jaw was shivering so much you couldn't even talk and she beat both of our asses." I laughed at the memory. We were only ten at the time and got a hold of her older brothers' porno tapes. Watching porn that early is probably what led to me losing my virginity at an embarrassingly young age.

She laughed and pushed my shoulder. "Shut up! It was your dumbass idea. It was your fault we got our ass kicked. It hurt to sit down for a week after that!"

"I'm such a bad influence," I said proudly with a smug smile.

I was expecting Mia to say something smart back, but she didn't. Instead she grabbed my face and kissed me. We honestly kissed a lot, but they were usually playful pecks. This was different though, she actually went for it. Her hand cupped cheek and mine met her hip. I was guilty of falling into the kiss. She was a really good f-cking kisser and it caught me off guard. The fact that I was tired as hell made things much worse.

Her tongue slipped into my mouth and she moaned when it met mine. The moan is what brought me back to reality. I quickly pulled away and wiped my lips. "F-ck, Mia."

"I'm sorry! It just...it was an impulse. Ay dios mio, Andy is gong to kill me. I'm so embarrassed like I'm so sorry, Delaney. We've been best friends forever and that was totally out of line."

"Hey, it's okay. It was a mistake. I'll tell Andy tomorrow and I doubt she'll want to kill you. She might be mad but everything will be good. I promise. Just try to hold back random impulses in the future, you gay b-tch." Mia laughed but I could still tell she was worrying about the little make out session. "Let's just get some sleep, okay?"

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Do you think Andy and Delaney can make things work when Andy becomes head honcho?

How do you feel about Mia and Delaney's kiss? How do you think Andy will react?