"Tru. You need to wake up." I heard my Uncle speak, trying to wake me.

I groaned and opened my eyes. Britt is still next to me but is beginning to wake. "Why? What's going on?" Suddenly alarmed and alert.

"Ron and James just called back. They want you there in 45 minutes." Smiling.

"Okay. How far away is it?" Cradling Britt into my shoulder.

"10 minute walk."

I nod. "Send me the address. Can you watch the kids?" Entering the ensuite.

"Of course. Come on bud. Lets get some food." My door shuts and I change Britt real quick.

I put her on my hip as we walk down the stairs. We reach the base of the stairs and then enter the kitchen.

"Here, let me see her for a little." My Uncle says.

Turning, I hesitantly hand her to him. Quickly I make a bottle. "Will you feed her while I make you guys dinner?" He nods so I hand him the bottle.

I grab out ingredients for grilled cheese. "Do you have everything you need?" My Uncle speaks up.

"No. Everything was at the gym, since I was trying to hide it all, and I didn't have time to go there." I reply​, buttering bread and putting it in the pan.

"So we need to buy some?" He asks.

"No. I'll buy it."

"You really are your mother's child. Always hated people doing stuff for her." He says and I can almost hear him smiling.

"Yep." I flip the grilled cheese.

"Anyways, you needed more. Your old stuff was getting raggedy and worn. Do you at least have something to wear?"

"Umm," I think and slide the last grilled cheese on to the plate. "I have a muscle shirt. But I think that's​ it." I give Matt one and kiss his head.

"Any loose bottoms?" He asks. I shrug.

"I'll figure it out. But for now, I need to go shower. Love ya!" I yelled walking away.

"Love you too!" He responds.

I jog upstairs. As I enter my new room, I see two bags by my door that I soon realize are mine and the kids packed bags. I check my phone. 25 minutes left.

After putting my phone on charge, I hop in the shower.

10 minutes later, I hop out and wrap a red towel around me.

I stand in front of the mirror. Memories begin to flood my head. I shake my head and take a breath.

Walking out, I grab my duffle bag and place it on my bed. I go through the bad and see some clothes my sister gave me. All of a sudden, my hand swept over something weird. I pulled it up and my jaw dropped.

Lingerie?!?! Seriously Cass!?!

I groan and place it back in the bag. I take out my muscle shirt, a bra, and after some fishing, I find a pair of tights.

My muscle shirt is black, and my tights are black and reach slightly below my knees. I then throw on my tennis shoes, which were black with white laces. Then I throw on a white hoodie. After brushing my hair, I comb it back with my fingers.

I grab my phone, headphones, and race down stairs. Mike was laying on the couch with Britt in his lap and Matt playing on his phone. He looks at me and shakes his head.

"Yea, yea, tights. I know." I roll my eyes. I kiss Matt's head, Britt's, and fist bumped my Uncle.

"Be careful, ya?" He asks.

"You know it. Did you send it?" He nodded.

"Now remember, be professional. They're big people and you're a girl with the height of 5'5, so don't let them make you feel as though you can't do it." I nodded. "Now go before you're late!" He said.

I walked out the door and followed the instructions on how to get there.

I walked quickly and turned out to be early. There was a bar called "The Alibi." (If you watch Shameless, then you know what I'm talking about! Lol!)

There was a long ass line, that I was not waiting in. I followed the line, turned a corner, followed, turned a corner and found two security guards.

I walked up to them. They were both extremely tall. One had tanned skin, a nose ring on his right nostril, dark green hair and dark green eyes. The other had an eyebrow piercing on the left, slicked back black hair, and hazel eyes.

"Back of the line girlie." The man with green hair said.

"I'm actually here for the appointment with Ron and James." I say looking up at him.

"You?! But you're so tiny!" The other one said, astonished. I just glared. He then lifts up the rope.

"Good luck girlie. Be careful!" They both shouted as I walked away. I threw up the middle finger over my shoulder. They chuckled.

Not knowing what to do I walk up to the bar. A guy with bleach blonde hair and bright, baby blue eyes was bar tending. I walked up. "New here?" He asked looking at me.

"Yea actually." Smiling slightly.

He sticks out his hand, "Jarred."

"Tru." Shaking his hand.

"Cool ass name!" He says.

"Thanks." Smiling.

"Now what can I get you?" He asks.

"Uh, directions actually. I'm here for the appointment with Ron and James." He smiles brightly.

"Holy shit, props, bro! Follow me." I walk down to the edge of the bar. He lifts up the wood piece separating bar tenders from the customers. I walk in and he leads me to a door on the other side. He unlocks it and let's me in. "Good luck!"

"Thanks!" I yelled back.

I walked down a dimply lit red brick hallway. I follow it until I meet a door. I push it open. When I walk in, I see training equipment everywhere along the walls. Then there was a single punching bag in the corner. In the middle was a huge boxing ring. On the far back wall were a few different doors.

Looking over I notice a few men. There was one in a suit, one in nothing but basketball shorts, one in jeans and a shirt. There were about three other men.

They all looked at me, taking in my 5'5 height. Surprise and shock wash there faces.

"Ma'am, I think you're in the wrong place. I'm not sure who led you here, but whoever did, I need you to identify him so we can fire him." The one in the suite spoke up.

"I don't think I am. I'm here for Ron and James." I respond.

"Oh," shock covers his face, "well you must be Truce then, Im guessing?"

"Tru." He walks up to me and shakes my hand. He was tall, maybe 6'0, had black hair with a few grey streaks, a slight stubble, and brown eyes.

"Nice to meet you." He says and the guy in the jeans walks up behind him. "I'm James, and this is Ron." I shake Ron's hand next. He was around the same height as James, dark brown hair, and slight bags under his eyes.

I back up. "Well let's get this started, then, shall we?" James said enthusiastically.

I smile inwardly.

The Town With All The Secrets.