Reaper
After the s**t that just went down, I was pissed the f**k off and so wasn't my dad. I could tell that he wanted to go after Match. But I told him to let him cool down for a few minutes. I looked over at my brother Knuckles and Bones and said "Take that cunt to Matches house and watch over her while she packs her bags. She takes nothing but her clothes. Not even the car that she uses, because it's in Match's name. It's time that she stands on her own two feet and grows the hell up, like he said. She has an hour to pack her s**t up. Britany, you'd better call your mom to meet you at the gates to get you. She's not allowed on club property ever again. As for you, you have two months to get a job and start fixing yourself. If you can't, then you'd better hope that your mom will take c
