" Amazing grace how sweet the sound to save a wretch like me."

What the hell?

I slowly open my one eye but close it as soon as the sun welcomes it presence.

" I once was lost but now I'm found. Was blind but now I seeeeee-" Ryan continues to sing.

I don't think I've ever heard anyone sing so badly. He surely owns the stage with his wooden mic.

" Ryan will you shut the fuck up." I groan cutting his awefull singing off with a pillow.

Ryan stumbles from the impact of the pillow but quickly gains his balance. Idiot.

" Sorry man. Thought you were dead." he shrugs and walks out of the room.

I reach over for my phone. It's 2pm. That doesn't shock me but what shocks me is the missed call from Everly. What happened last night? I rub the back of my head as a killer pain shoots through. Fuck you vodka.

I try and recap last night's events. The phone call between me and Everly comes back and I fall back onto the bed.

Fucking idiot.

How could I tell her I love her? The girl probably hates me for all I know and here I am, drunk and telling her that I love her. Nice one Liam.

" Yo we need to get food. I'm dying." Lucas comes into the room looking even worse than me.

I nod and get up just to fall back when my head ache increases.

" Just give me a minute." I groan.

Yesterday was my 18th birthday. I didn't want to do something big or anything at all but Ryan being Ryan didn't take no for an answer. I tried to explain that we have more important things to do but one thing led to another and here I am.

I really need to call Everly back. But I really need to eat first.

" Lucas call Steve and tell him to pick up some food on his way over." I whisper to Lucas who is busy watching a show on the TV.

" Why are you whispering. I can't hear shit." he frowns.

I roll my eyes.

" Call Steve and- you know what. Never mind. I'll do it my fucking self. "I whisper - groan and take out my phone.

You are probably wondering who Steve is. Steve here is an important person. To me and to the gang. He's an old family friend and let me tell you, he is feared by everyone. Steve is the leader of his own gang in Canada and is willing to lend help to my gang. This fight has been going on for way too long between me and my uncle. It's time that some things are put in order.

" Are you seriously asking me to stop and get food first?" Steve questions.

Yes, I am asking one of the most feared people in the world to stop for food before he comes over to my house. It's food. A man's gotta eat. I sound just like Everly now.

" Yes." I state. To others it may seem unprofessional for me to ask him such a favor before an important meeting. But Steve is like my second father. He would understand.

Steve laughs and ends the call. He better bring me food before I take his place as one of the most feared men.

" When is Chase coming back? I miss his pancakes." Ryan whines.

What a baby. But I have to say, Chase does make the most amazing pancakes.

" He has to watch over Everly. He's staying in London until I can go back." I answer.

I sent Chase back to London to keep a personal eye over Everly. He's the person I trust the most in this world and he knows how deep I care for that girl. It makes me a little more comfortable knowing he's there for her. Not that Jake or Lake or whatever his name is guy. I can't get past the fact that they live in the same house. What if they share the same room? Do they use the same toothbrush? Okay no that is beyond disgusting.

I'm brought back to reality when the front door opens. Ryan immediately runs over to Steve and nearly tackles him when he sees the McDonald's bags.

" Thanks Steve!" Ryan rushes off with his food.

I'm seriously surrounded by a bunch of babies.

Steve is a middle aged man dressed in an expensive gray suit. His whole appearance screams money. Yet he has something in his appearance that's puts you on the edge. He is definitely not someone to mess with. Not even I would want to mess with him.

" Liam. Haven't seen you in years." Steve walks over and shakes my hand. He has a firm grip. Something about his character sends a shiver down my spine. This man is good.

" Thanks for the food." I say opening the bag and pulling out a BigMac.

After eating we all walk over to my office. I sit in my usual chair while Steve sits in front of me.

" I like what you have done with the place." Steve compliments looking around the spacious office.

I shrug. " Thanks." It's not much of a home. It's just a big house filled with random furniture to give off a modern look. It's not home.

" So I heard your Uncle is being a major pain in the ass."

I chuckle. " Something like that."

I continue to explain what happened. Steve was familiar with the death of my father and he knows it was my uncle behind it all. I explain the plans we followed to take him down and how it never succeeded. Steve has been in the business a long time now so I know he'll have a few useful tips.

" The problem here is that you plan on attacking when he is least expecting it but every time you attack he definitely expects it. Now how do you attack when he is least expecting it when he is always expecting it? " Steve asks.

" I don't know. You tell me. That's why I asked you for help. " I shrug.

Steve rolls his eyes. " You attack while he is expecting but you attack with such a force that he had never expected from you in his wildest dreams. You have to give it your all son. " Steve explains.

What he is saying doesn't make sense but in a way I understand what he is saying.

" So how do you suggest we put a stop to my uncle's miserable life once and for all?" I ask folding my hands together.

I see the beginning of a smirk form on Steve's face.

" We have to play dirty. Just like he does. It's time that your uncle suffers the same way he makes you suffer. "

I raise my eyebrows, interested in what he is suggesting.

" We go after the things he loves and cherish the most." Steve continues.

I scoff. " That man doesn't love anything. He just wants power. "

Steve chuckles slightly.

" My dear boy. There is something we can do that will make your uncle beg for mercy." Steve grins.

" What would that be?" I hesitantly ask.

Steve looks out of the window for a moment and when he turns back I see the hate drowning his once peaceful sea-green eyes.

" We go after his daughter. "

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