Loving The Mafia

•Chapter 12•

  "Here's your new room which luckily is right down the hall from mine!" Angelo smiled widely, probably trying to cheer me up.

  I let my eyes scan over the room. It was a nice. Like really nice. I nodded my head internally as I found a few resemblances to Lorenzo's room. The burgundy carpet and fluffy pillows.

  I love fluffy pillows.

  "You're things from Lorenzo's room will be transferred over into here," Angelo said behind me," For now I'm having Donny carry you to the club."

  I turned to look at him and nodded. I don't mind being at the club right now. Anywhere away from here is good enough.

  As Angelo and I walked downstairs to the garage, my heart felt as if it was suffocating. To be honest,  I regretted turning down Lorenzo.

  But I can't be with him. It's toxic. He's dangerous and where Lorenzo goes, more dangerous people follow. If people will want to hurt him, they will come after me. If it can happen before, it can happen again.

  "Hey guys!" Donny yelled in our faces as we approached him. I mumbled out an unenthusiastic hey. Donny looked at me and then Angelo.

  Angelo in return just gave him a 'I'll tell you later' look. After that Donny and I got into his sleek black BMW.

The drive was quiet and I really didn't comply with Donny's attempts at starting a conversation.  After a few more failed attempts he finally gave up.

  We soon arrived at the club. To a passenger by perspective, it would've looked as innocent as ever. Like an average bar from the outside.

  Donny and I walked to the entrance and he nodded at the buff bouncer. The beefy man let us through without a single word.

  Inside was exactly as I remembered it. Dimly light and loud ass music. The place smelled of cigars, alcohol and sex. Even though the place was vulgar, it still had a bunch of rules plastered on the walls.

  Half naked girls worked the poles as men with tents on their pants looked on, tossing money at them. I watched as a girl graciously worked the sliver shiny pole. She lifted herself of the ground using her upper body strength. She ascended the pole as High as she can and then twirled down landing with a split.

  Donny nudged me to grasp my attention. He nodded towards the authorized Personnel Only door. I followed him as he threw a few flirty glances here and there.

  Despicable Donny.

  We entered through the door and walked down a few hallways. We soon stopped in front of the thick wooden mahogany door. I've had bad experiences with this same door. I busted a lip already from running into it.

  Donny pushed the door and we stepped in. Sadly we weren't prepared for what we were about to witness.

  My Spanish friend Pablo, was receiving a blow from a girl. If you know what I mean. Donny quickly covered my eyes and started shouting at Pablo.

  I rolled my eyes at Donny and his words, " Like really Pabs? You know I was bringing the kid over! Now you've tainted her fucking mind!"

  I heard Pablo scoffed," As if Lorenzo hasn't already."

  I wanted to laugh and cry at the same when I heard that. Donny removed his hands and now the girl was walking past me. She sent a flirty wink towards Pablo and he smirked back at her.

  Now ladies. Pablo was really attractive. He wasn't as muscular though. More on the lean side. He was a Spanish fellow. Chocolate brown hair that matched his chocolatey brown eyes. I really liked Pablo's eyes tho. They were so dark that it was like am endless pit...of boobies.

  "Pabby!" I sang. Pablo smiled at me widely, " Kid! I missed you!"

  I rolled my eyes. He knew I hated it when he called me when he was my age. "I missed you too!"

  He smiled and looked at Donny who was frowning," What's wrong with you?"

  Donny looked at Pablo then at me. He shook his head and smiled. He was probably wondering about my mood change maybe?

  "Anyways kid," Pablo said," Since it's been a long while since you've been here, I thought I would get someone to show you around and stuff."

  "That wasn't necessary though."

  "I know but you could use a friend too," Just as he said that, a knock sounded from the door. "Looks like Marilyn's here."

  After yelling a come in, a girl with sky blue eyes and long black raven hair walked in. She was gorgeous and looked like the shy type.

  "Marilyn, Brianne. Brianne, Marilyn. " pablo introduced us.  She smiled at me and I couldn't help but smile back.

  She immediately grabbed my hand and started walking. After walking down a few halls and took a few turns, she stopped infront of a room with Mari engraved on the door in Fancy lettering.

  "This is our dressing room," She pushed the door opened and my eyes widened at how beautiful inside was.

  The floor was carpeted in a white fluffy fur with a rosewood pink rug in the middle. The walls were pinked a lovely peachy reddish color. There was a white loveseat jammed against a wall and opposite it was a whole lot of makeup.

  Makeup that will last for years. "I'll take your silence saying that you love it?"

  "This is...wow. "

  "I know right," She laughed," My same reaction."

  We walked in and she closed the door behind me. “So may I ask how you got here?”

  “Escaped three years back..,” I say nonchalantly as I faced her,“You?”

  “Oh well it was actually my decision to come here. Bring a dropout and all, I had nowhere to go and well I got the opportunity here,” She smiled slightly,“ And three years? Normally when the big boss finds out someone tried to "escape" he'd just give them 5 hours to make a run for it—8 if you're lucky— and then he sells you off to some other club.”

  “That sounds like Lorenzo,” I scoffed as I thought of his games. Only Lorenzo would do that. Make you feel as if you're winning when all along, he was playing you like a game.

  “Lorenzo? You two know each other?”

  “You can say that..” I shrug.

  “You his little plaything? Baby Momma? Fuck buddies?”

  I shook my head and rolled my eyes,“ Something I thought that actually meant something. ”

  Marilyn stared off into the distance as she pondered. Her eyes slowly meet mine as she gave a small smile,“ Lovers. You were lovers.”

  “ Not anymore.”