/based on beginning of Fame or Shame/

Geneva wore a diamond ring on her index finger on her right hand, a gift she had received from her boyfriend, Franklin. Franklin had given Geneva the jewel a few weeks after he had got away with his biggest heist to this moment, which was at the Vangellico Jewellery Store in La Mesa. Geneva stood in the kitchen, in the clutch of her hand, a tall glass of white wine with a little dash of the devils water, vodka. She bought the glass up to her lips taking a large gulp of the alcohol, her eyelids opened to reveal her brown eyes looking at her Father. "So I've got a new boyfriend.." Geneva revealed using the courage she had gained with help of the alcohol. Her stepmother, half brother and half sister knew, and she had to tell her father before someone else told her father. "Oh yeah? Who is it Princess?" The older man asked as he looked annoyed, calling his daughter a pet name so he didn't explode, he was seeing a therapist for a reason. "It's Franklin.." Geneva admitted to her father in a casual tone. Michaels facial expression change within a second, into one of frustration, but did Geneva know about the heist? But despite Geneva thinking her father didn't know, he did. The ring? That was a ring he saw Franklin pick up during the heist. Geneva may of been clever but her father saw through it all like glass. Michael had no doubt that Franklin would make a good match with Geneva, but he didn't want his oldest daughter being involved with crime.

Michael looked at his daughter and stood up, as he stood up he cough to clear his throat. His eyes leaving his daughters contact looking to the ground The older man was proud of his daughter, Geneva was the only one who actually went out and legally worked for her money, she was a good girl in that aspect. "As long as you're happy, I am happy." Michael didn't want to annoy Geneva, she had a temper, a temper that even scared him at times when she was at the brink of destruction, which he had been witness too. "Dad, I haven't even slept with him." Geneva had no reason to lie, but she wanted to let her father know Mr Clinton was a respectable man, and Michael accepted this nodding his head. "I trust you." Geneva looked at her father, her eyes widened as she watched him go to the fridge, he seemed relaxed, and she loved how he was supportive of her decisions. "The fuck is this shit?!"Michael pulled out the huge bar of marijuana out of the fridge as Amanda walked into the kitchen. "Is that yours?" Amanda asked Geneva, who then turned her attention to Michael. "No Mom, and it's definitely not Dads.." As Amanda started to go off talking to her father like shit, Geneva slipped her foot on to the step between the kitchen and the dining area, as her parents argued. Her eyes looked down at her glass of wine as she continued to drink, she wanted to move out so bad. This was almost a regular occurrence.

"FUCK YOU AND YOUR FUCKING YOGA." Michael finally snapped at his wife, after her belittling words catching Nevas attention as she then saw Fabien, the yoga instructor who irritated the fuck out of her. "Namaste Geneva." Fabian said to Geneva after greeting Amanda. "Get the fuck away from me." Geneva spat towards him as he then got an equally as hostile greeting from Michael, Michael happy inside he had at least one child that thought like him and wasn't afraid to say what was on her mind. "Work on your anger you guys, it could kill you." Geneva and Michael both looked at each other amused that Fabien had said that, they thought yoga was bullshit that was for sure, it was just for someone for Amanda to get under, in Gens opinion. Geneva moved to the sink by the window, putting her glass in the empty basin as Jimmy walked through the door, lucky for Fabien. "What the fuck is this?!" Michael demanded answers as he showed him the weed. "You know. You're a real asshole." Jimmy shouted at his father, enough for Geneva to open her mouth and react. "Fuck you, you overweight fuck!" She shouted at Jimmy. "YOU'RE RUINING MY YOGA!" Amanda screamed as Michael, Jimmy, Geneva and Amanda all spoke over one another.

"Did somebody say Yoga?!" The sentence was said again, in a familiar voice that made Genevas blood run cold, the hairs on her neck standing up almost immediately, it was Trevor. Her Uncle T. She thought he was dead, she had no idea he was still alive. Unlike Jimmy and Tracey, Gen had a close bond with Trevor, but right now.. it was like looking at a ghost. A scary ghost, because she had heard so many stories from her father about what Trevor had done in the past, it was scary. "Michael.." Trevor spoke again, it was eerie, Geneva was almost close to passing out, what was he doing here? How did he find out where they lived? As Michael and Trevor exchanged pleasantries, Geneva was still in shock. As Trevor pointed to everyone in the room, telling them how they'd changed, Geneva looked at her Uncle and Trevor looked at her. "Hello Princess, you're still as beautiful as ever." After giving Michael, Amanda, Jimmy and even Fabien a personal greeting but not as nice as the one as he gave to Geneva.

As Genevas phone rang she slipped out the back door onto the patio, relieved for the fresh air. Inhaling a deep breath of fresh air, she exhaled and let the air leave her lungs, she was happy, she didn't even have to look at her phone to know it was Franklin but ignored it, Trevor was back... Hearing a door slam, she rushed inside fearing the worst, her heart racing ten beats to the second. "They've gone to get Tracy!" Jimmy shouted from the stair case, Geneva raised an eyebrow and headed to where her brother was. "Why?" She asked curiously. "She's gone to audition for Fame or Shame, she's going to dance." Geneva couldn't help but laugh at her half brothers response as she shook her head and walked past her brother and answered her phone, which again was ringing. Franklin, who was sat in his Bravado at his Aunts house, spoke first. "Have you told him?" He asked casually, Geneva answered in a relieved tone a simple. "Yes." One worry had replaced another, why was Trevor back? What did he want? More importantly, what was he like now?