Dallas didn’t care about what you did, none of your family did really…

You lived with Dallas, wherever that was. One night, you came home with bruised knuckles and a few other injuries. You had just fought a soc. Dallas didn’t question it.

However, A few days later, you started getting threats from the soc’s older brother…And that’s when Dal stepped in.. “Who’s the little shit you got in a fight with anyways?” he asked with a annoyed expression, you two climbed into Buck’s car.