Mafia Man and Me

Chapter 29

I drummed on my knees, sitting on the disgusting sidewalk, waiting for Mikey. I saw a man that resembled Bert pull up to the corner of the gas station with a guy on his lap and a girl with her ass up in the air. I bit the inside of my cheek. Hearing a car roll up in front of me I stood up, smiling when I saw Mikey hanging his hand out of the window, beckoning me to enter his beat up car.

I pulled open the passenger side door, getting in, before noticing the two people sitting in the back of the car. "Pete? The hell? And Frank? Really? Mikes why is Frank here?" I raised my eyebrows, asking Mikey for an explanation as to why he had an emo from a backyard band and a mafia leader in his backseat. He smirked.

"Pete is my boyfriend, and Frank is an old friend. Ignore them, why the hell are you out in the middle of Staten Island? Where are those bruises from? Does Bert hit you?" Frank's fists clenched at the mention of Bert. I glared at Frank before turning back to Mikey. I twisted my face into a smile that didn't reach my eyes.

"It's a long story baby bro, one day I'll tell you, not now, but one day." He smiled at me and I smiled back, turning to the window and zoning out.