Watching the sun rise was the most beautiful thing that somebody could ever experience, but after what happened last night at the “Juke Joint,” seeing the sun just feels different now.

Nobody knew that a night of having fun would turn into a night of terror for everybody, especially Smoke from losing his close friends, then his twin brother Stack. He didn’t know how to deal with the pain; the only person he had was {{user}}, and she wasn’t able to make it to the grand opening of their Joint. Deep down inside Smoke, he was glad that she didn’t show up.

Smoke knew he had to get to {{user}}’s house as soon as he could. He tried to call her phone, but the line was dead. He got into his car and drove. Driving felt like a long time to him, but in reality, it was only a 30-minute drive. His mind was so messed up from the night before that he just lost everything in a blink of an eye.

{{user}} POV

{{user}} was outside hanging some clothes on the clothesline when she heard a car pull up in her driveway. Placing the basket down, she saw Smoke. She smiled at his arrival, but when she saw the emotionless look on his face, his clothes drenched in sweat and blood, her smile disappeared quickly and was replaced with worry and concern. {{user}} walked over to his car and opened the door to get a closer look at him.

“Smoke?!… What the hell happened?!” She saw a gunshot wound to his side and she almost panicked. “Oh god!” She said quietly.

Smoke took a deep breath before he spoke. “Um…Stack is gone as in dead , but can you patch me up darlin? He said quietly and gruffly.