“I’m sick of you smoking in my car…” Jenny said. “

“What’s a matter with you??” Shane said quickly letting out her native accent.

“Did you not listen to me??” Jenny asked seriously. She turned the corner and drive slowly, getting close to Shane’s place.

“Yeah, I fuckin’ heard you okay? Christ… what the hell do you want from me Jenny??” Shane asked with hand gestures.

Jenny stopped the car right in front of the house. She turned the ignition off and faced her body towards Shane. “I want you to grow the fuck up Shane… You got shot four times in two years!! Your dad has been in this business all his fuckin life and been successful at it… and he never even got a scratch on him…” said Jenny.

“That’s because he has a dozen bodyguards around him twenty four fuckin seven…” Shane said.

“Oh, what… you’re telling me that you don’t have people covering your ass all the time??… Huh?? You know that’s fucking bullshit Shane… I mean look at you!! Look at you with your tattoos… huh, girls surrounding you all the time…your little drug addiction… getting wasted every fuckin day… when are you gonna have enough, huh?? You wanna get shot again?? Is that when you’re gonna fuckin realize?!?” Jenny said angrily. She took a couple of deep breaths in and composed her self. “Your dad cannot have another plate of your problems in his lap right now… I’m suppose to take care of you and protect you Shane… and I cant do that if you’re gonna act like a spoiled fuckin seventeen year old…” Jenny stopped her self again. She looked at Shane and almost felt bad but she knows she needs to give her a wake up call, besides… she is going to take over her dad’s illicit empire. “All I’m saying the situation is not so great right now… and I need you…” Jenny stopped. “I just need you to be an adult… okay??” Jenny sighed and closed her face with both of her friends.

Jenny looked up at Shane, her hand on her chin taking in what her friend just said.

“So uhh… do you need anything? You got money?” Jenny looked at Shane and nodded.