With just the little of time spent with the gang Sparrow had realized that Billy was catered to by the other gang members. This was intriguing for the fact that it was obvious who ran the show. Billy seemed to be there but yet he wasn't, almost like he had to be a part of something that he really did not want to be a part of.
Sparrow had concluded that he was Wills little brother, this could be his reasoning for being somewhere that he really wished he was not. He was so out of place, something just seemed off about his presence. It was Sparrows hopes that she could dig enough to find out what was really going on without getting caught. They had accepted her in their clan to easily. Were they to trusting of her since she was a female or did they know more than what she thought they did?
After showering Sparrow laid down for bed but sleep was the last thing on her mind. She had allowed one of the guys to walk her home so she could build more trust with the gang but she was worried that she had made a grave mistake in doing so. Looking around the room at the pictures that hung on her walls she remembered once again why she was doing something so stupid and dangerous. A tear trickled down her cheek and with a taste of salt she restlessly fell asleep where the nightmares were always waiting for her on the other side of forbidden rest.