Enjoy this special chapter that I think y'all might enjoy ;) I thought we could all use a backstory from a VERY special character. Also finding a ton of sims poses and some of them with guns soooooo like enjoy them when I post them ;) The song is Toxicity by System Of A Down

Stay till the end for more surprises by me!

(Tyler's POV)

     "TYLER YOU'RE FUCKING CRAZY! YOU'RE DOING 120 ON THE FUCKING HIGHWAY SWERVING IN AND OUT OF TRAFFIC! STOP! LET ME OUT!" She yelled at me. I started to lose it in a fit of laughter as I took a quick glance over at her.

     "He was just a friend you said, a harmless graduation party you said, what... what happened to that Audrey? (I'm not using Kelly because we love and stan Kelly (:) What happened to always loving me huh? That no guy will come between us HUH?!" I yelled from the corner of my eye I saw her flinch.

     "OH, SO YOU'RE SCARED NOW AREN'T YOU? NO, YOU HAVEN'T SEEN SCARED YET!" I lean over to her side and open up the glove compartment, pulling out the AP pistol that I always keep in there. 

     I grip onto the steering wheel, still holding onto the gun as she scoots as far away from me as she can get. We were nearing the tunnel to drive underneath the military base to head back into the city. The car in front of me, although he's far ahead of me, slams on his breaks. I slam on mine, the tires squeal to a halt as fast as they can, and even then I'm now only mere inches from the car in front of me. Something inside of me. Just. Snapped. Time felt slow at that time but I knew what I did was in an instant.

     I raise the gun up to the windshield and pulled the trigger. Screaming and crying soon followed.

       "YOU JUST KILLED A FUCKING INNOCENT PERSON TYLER!" I dropped the gun and turned over to her as she opens the door and falls onto the asphalt below, scrambling to get away now. 

     I turned back forward, the horn was held down from the car in front of me. No... I didn't kill anyone, I couldn't... that's not like me. I could already hear police sirens come from the tunnel as well as from behind. I'm going to be locked up for life, there's no way out of this.

     "HELP! HELP ME!" Audrey was screaming while running toward the sound of the sirens. I can get out of this, I know I can. 

     I lean over and close the passenger door, my blood feels like it's going to boil out of me, what the hell is this?! I get another bullet in the chamber and take a deep breath, I'm not going to prison, I'm not going. From my rearview mirror, I can see two cop cars speeding their way toward me while in front of me, only one. I have better odds with the one. I get around the asshole in front of me and slam on the gas peddle. 

     I shoot at the tires of the cop car and a fit of laughter escapes from my throat. Why am I enjoying this so damn much?! I speed off in the tunnel, zigzagging past cars. Yeah, they'll never fucking catch me.

     "This isn't a photoshoot, face fucking forward. Do you understand what exactly you did today?" The officer at the camera asked me. I roll my eyes and face forward. After a two hour standoff with the cops, I decided I'd rather just get the fucking sentencing over with than dying in the hands of them.

     "I don't know about you, but I'm having a grand old time. I only gave up to you guys because I was bored, not that I wanted to." I shrug. The camera goes off and the cop next to me yanks the nameplate from my hands and puts the handcuffs back on me.

     "I don't know, I'm thinking about what, maybe 20 years minimum? Depending on how the judge feels?" The cop dragging me says to the one walking with us. I did a quick chuckle.

      "You guys really underestimate me don't you?" I smirk while staring ahead of me. The officer next to me rolls his eyes and opens the door in front of us.

      The white door in front of me turned into a motel room door. My heart rapidly started to speed up as I looked around me. Del and Brian were helping a pained looking Evan into the motel room. Am I really revisiting THAT day again? That was years ago.

      "How is she holding up?" Brian gestures to the sleeping girl on the bed. I look over at her and see her holding a pillow in her arms, she still looks so drained, she deserves to rest.

      "She fell asleep like what? 20 minutes ago?" Autumn looks over at Holly for an answer.

      "Roughly, we've just been waiting on you guys to get here, I guess." Holly shrugs. Del and Brian set Evan in the chair sitting in the corner of the room.

      "Well, we got the important people in this so-called meeting room? What are we doing boss?" Brian asks, crossing his arms and looking between Del and Evan.

      "Look, I don't know about you, but let's sleep on it when we all aren't in this much pain. I'll be the first one to wake up and wake up everyone else. Sound like a deal?" I suggest. Everyone looks around at one another and shrugs their shoulders in an approving way.

     "No later than 10 A.M., got it? Autumn, you sure you don't want to-" Del goes on but Autumn shakes her head no, cutting him off.

     "I'm staying in here tonight alright? You'll be fine without me for one night hun." Autumn goes and sits on the empty bed next to Hopes. He nods his head and walks out, closing the door behind him.

      "We'll be fine you three, Ryan and John are in the room to our left, Brock and Marcel to our right," Autumn says. I have a feeling she wants us to leave. 

     I look over at Evan as he's just staring at Hope. I take a quick glance over at Brian as he also gives me a quick glance.

     "You know... it's weird... none of us would be here if we never took up that heist job for Trevor and... got her involved. We would probably still be at the old clubhouse.... doing whatever it was we did best..." Evan sighed and groaned as he pushed himself out of the chair. Brian reached over to help him, but Evan just pushed him away.

     "But the thing is... I would do it all over again for her... everything.... all for her." He shook his head and walked toward the door.

      "Evan, all of us are here because we want to help her. None of us want anything bad happening to her or anyone else." Brian says. I hear Autumn open her mouth to say something but I beat her to it.

      "She should stay back here. She shouldn't be within a 50-mile radius of that fight. We all want to protect her then she shouldn't go. Not to mention they'll be expecting her at the fight, let's one-up them." I suggest. I watch as both Holly and Autumn began to figure out what to say. Evan looks at the ground as I watch the gears in his head turn.

      "You know... that's... that's actually not a bad idea. We'll talk about it in the morning." Evan goes to the door and walks out.

      "You know she'll object, that itself will be a fight alone." Brian rolls his eyes and also walks out the open door. I look at Hope who is still surprisingly passed out.

      "You know where I'm at if anything happens with her." I shove my hands in my pant pockets and walk out of the door too.

     I look up and was greeted by the of so familiar jail door. I look back behind me and was also greeted by my old jail cell. I shake my head and slump to the ground, resting my head on the rusted bars of the jail door.

      "UP AGAINST THE WALL. NEW INMATE COMING THROUGH!" One of the guards on the lower level of the block yelled out. 

     I dart my eyes over to the entrance of the block. Three guards come in trying their best to restrain a younger looking guy with very bright red hair and red stubble that matched. His arms were covered in tattoos, another gang member incarcerated, yay me. God forbid I look at them the wrong way. If I'm lucky maybe this one will be my neighbor. I watch as they take him straight back to the rows of cells below. Thank god, nothing can go wrong tonight. It all has to be perfect if I'm getting out of this hell hole.

     I heard someone sigh as they slumped down next to me. I blinked a couple of times as Hope brings up her knees and hugs onto them.

     "How long have you been out here for?" She quietly asks me. I look down at her as she stares ahead of her toward the bare sandy desert.

      "I couldn't sleep, figured I could help by somewhat keeping watch. Why are you up so early?" I ask her. She doesn't move as she looks down at her feet.

     "I'm scared for tomorrow, well... I guess later today since it's practically 3 in the morning now. I'm just... the fight... I just have this uneasy feeling that something about it will happen... another surprise attack... I don't know... but something." She turns and gives me a worried look on her face. Three in the fucking morning, no wonder my body feels as cold as a stone, I've been out here forever.

     "As much as I hate to say it, we're too weak to fight Hope. We need to plan and rest up, they have no clue where we even are. You're safe, we're all safe, Evan will make sure of that." I sigh and lay my head back against the brick of the building.

     We stayed quiet for a little while longer till I notice her visibly shaking. I don't blame her it gets close to freezing in the desert. I take off my flannel and wrap it around her, leaving me in my pants and a short-sleeved tee now.

      "Was it a good or bad way... on how you got in the gang?" She looks up at me and asks. A small quiet chuckle escaped my mouth, giving away my answer.

      "To others... a bad way. With Evan and I... a good way, a funny way actually. You know how we... I guess kidnapped you in the very beginning, you could say that Evan kidnapped me in a way." She starts to smile and nudges me.

      "You should tell me sometime soon." She laid her head on my bicep and looked ahead of her.

     Yeah... sometime in the very distant future. I quietly sighed and just waited for her to either leave or fall asleep.

     I push open the door to the convenience store and quickly look around the place, looking for any cameras in plain sight. Luckily, so far none. I throw up the dirty hoodie and go to the back of the store where all of the fridges are filled with drinks. I can hear the cashier up front finish ringing up the guy he was dealing with when I came in.

     I take a deep breath and put my hand in the hoodie pocket, gripping onto the cold metal handle of the pistol. With what's in the register, it could buy me a night at a cheap motel, maybe some hot food for once. I grab an eCola from the fridge and walk to the front, hand still on the gun.

     The cashier finished up with the guy and looked at me now. I slowly take out the pistol and raise it at the cashier, not breaking eye contact with him.

      "Just give me what's in the register and I'll be on my way." I click the safety off of the gun and stare bullets into the dude. I hear the door burst open. Three dudes all with guns pulled look between me and the cashier. I'm as tall as one of them, the other two are around the same height.

     "Hey! This is my store! Get the fuck out of here!" I yell at them. The one my height shoots just behind the cashier, making the guy cowardly duck behind the counter.

      "Evan, we need to get out of here." The guy my height says to the Asian, he looks at me and motions for me to follow them.

       "You too, let's go, NOW!" He says with a very rich Australian accent as he points his gun at me. Looks like I don't have a choice. 

     The Asian and the brown-haired guy both jog out of the store and to the running Kuruma. I get in the back seat while the Asian and the brown-haired guy get in the front. The tall one gets in the back with me and the Asian speeds away from the gas station.

     "Alright, name?" The guy next to me says.

      "Why in the hell would I tell you? I had it back there, I didn't need you three to come and ruin it for me." I roll my eyes and look out the window. I heard the click of a gun and metal being pressed against my temple. 

     "I'm not going to ask again pretty boy. What the fuck is your name?" He pressed the gun harder into me.

      "Tyler, that's all your getting." The gun was taken away as he stared at me for a second. He yanks the hoodie down and stares at me even more before beginning to laugh.

     "Oh shit you guys. I think we have THE Tyler Wine with us right now, you know, the one who magically got out of prison without finishing up his sentence." Australian is toying with me. He knows, why in the hell doesn't he know the whole state knows. I begin to open my mouth but he laughs again as he holds out a finger to me.

     "Hey Evan, how much do you think we can get for turning him back in? Probably enough to pay off your college debts." He looks toward the Asian who must be Evan. Evan looks at the guy next to him and rolls his eyes.

     "Nothing if we're going to have two convicts in here soon. Did you forget about your own brother, Jordan?" Evan snapped back. Australian, who I guess is Jordan clearly didn't like that answer.

     "I'm sorry, I... I WAS THE ONE WHO FORGOT MY OWN BROTHER?! LAST THAT I RECALLED YOU TWO FUCKS LEFT HIM FOR DEAD!" Jordan yelled.

     "Guys! Not now! We're going to get him now, drop it Jordan." Brown-haired said.

     "Shut the hell up Brock. You just as guilty as white rice over here." Jordan fought back. From the rearview mirror, I saw Evan look back at me. His look said it all for me. 

     I knocked the gun away from Jordan. I grabbed the back of his neck and slammed it into the seat in front of him. I felt Evan slam on the breaks to a screeching halt. I open up Jordan's door and shove him out of the car.

     "I may be an escaped convict, but we don't deal with that shit. Rot in hell asshole." I slammed the door shut and sit back in my seat. 

     The car was back up to speed within seconds, both Evan and Brock were dead silent as we were now going in the opposite direction that we were headed. They kept sharing glances with each other as if they were communicating telepathically.

      "Welcome to the Vanoss Crew," Evan looked at me with the rearview mirror, "we could really use someone like you. You stay with us, we'll stay silent about the whole convict thing." Evan said. I chuckled and shrugged my shoulders.

     "As long as you don't turn me in and keep me low till everyone forgets about me, I'll be your bodyguard or whatever you want me to be." I stop chuckling and look out the window.

     "Well since you got rid of the last "big tough guy" I guess you're the new him," Brock says with air quotes and a smirk. A smile comes to my face, I guess being in a gang won't be so bad.

Here are the mugshots of Tyler and yes it's a young Tyler;)

Also... the new and improved Seth and Jordan! ;)