Mafias Little Boy (Season 2)

Chapter 15

Finley's POV:

"Aw look what we have here." I heard a deep husky voice chuckle out.

Ameer's face went stone cold, I could see the glint in his eyes disappear... He was getting out of headspace.

I turn my head and stood there with a shocked expression.

I was faced with a 5'9ft figure in the doorway.

He had very curly dark brown hair and perfect teeth.

He was a little on the pale side... His hair covered his eyes just like Ameer's.

He was wearing a tuxedo with black shoes... He had a bracelet on his wrist. Hm.

"Ameer..?" I asked carefully.

Ameer looked mad, really mad.

"What do you want, Addison." Ameer spat out.

"I can't come see my insane cousin?" The boy smiled.

A chill ran down my back... His smile... It's like Ameer's.

TWO PSYCHOTIC BITCHES?!

AND COUSINS?

"Who's this?" He asked walking towards me.

He popped out a cigarette and lit it as he walked towards me.

Ameer rolled his eyes in disgust.

"I asked a question." The boy said angrily.

"It's none of your business." Ameer said.

I looked at his eyes and I knew... He was not all there.

"Aw, but he's a cutie." He said crouching down to my height.

He blew smoke in my face and smiled widely.

I can't see his eyes sadly... I want to see what murderers look he has.

I heard a gun get cocked, the boy cocked a gun he had in his waist band.

He tried to hand me the gun, but Ameer moves me out of the way.

"Listen here you brat, I want to see if the kid can point a fucking gun." He said calmly.

"Get lost." Ameer spat back.

"That's no way to talk someone older then you." He said as he stood up and pulled Ameer up by his hair.

"Aw, you haven't changed one bit." He laughed out.

Ameer huffed and elbowed him in the gut.

The guy didn't even flinch.

Who the fuck is he?!

"Addison, play nice." I heard a quiet voice say annoyed.

"Oh come on, why are we even here, Dad?" I'm assuming Addison is his name said.

"Don't play like that in front of Angelo's kid." The man said sternly.

He looked around Dad's age... But he looked like Uncle Orion?

I'm confused.

"AW! So this is the famous kid? Finley was it? I've heard so much about you!" The bastard chuckled out.

Still holding a grip on Ameer's hair.

I got up and walked over to him and grabbed his wrist.