Sleepers of Hell's Kitchen

3.

SHAKES POV

"I killed one wife, I can easily kill another one" Pa shouted to Ma before slamming the door causing the vase on the shelf to fall on the floor.

Ma sighed while trying to hold back her tears.

"Hey Shakes c'mon" Michael's voice echoed from downstairs. I instantly jump up, grabbing my jacket and walking over to Ma. I give her a hug and a kiss on her head before walking out.

John, Tommy, Mike and Lina stood at the entrance of my apartment building waiting for me to join the group. Another day in Hell's Kitchen with god knows what we are gonna do today.

We walk down the street in the burning sun that's pelting down on us. I look at my friends, John and Tommy were walking up front, talking about a new sports game that they saw on television. I was walking in between Michael and Lina, who were awfully quiet, Michael had a fresh bruise on his cheek, I assume from his dad and Lina was walking with her head down.

"So what's our plan today?" I ask, trying to break the silence of the two next to me.

John turned around, opening his mouth, ready to answer my question, only to be stopped by the sight of Dylan Walker. If you thought we were bad, you were wrong.

"Well well well, if it isn't Mickey Mouse and his little friends." Dylan says, with an evil smile looking at Michael.

"Fuck off Turner" Lina says, in an attempt to get past Dylan who was blocking our path.

Dylan stops Lina, throwing his arm around her, pulling her closer.

"You alright princess?" Dylan says, smiling widely at her. "Haven't talked to ya in a long time"

"Let's keep it that way" she replies, annoyed, brushing his arm off her.

"Oh, what do we have here? Princess' not in a good mood to play today?" Dylan says, smirking looking her up and down.

"Look at her like that one more time and you'll be the one not in a good mood for the rest of the day." Tommy says, walking up to stand in front of Dylan.

"Is that a threat I hear from ya, spaghetti noodle?" Dylan says, amused by the sight of the guy in front of him.

"Just fuck off Dylan." John calls out from next to me.

Brushing past Tommy, he walks up to John and I, "Ya lot are full of talks today, did you grow back your balls?" Dylan laughs, very satisfied with himself.

"Got more balls than you will ever have, dumbfuck" Lina spits, not having any of Dylan his shit today.

"She can talk again huh" he turns back to Lina, "Tell me, princess, how come your sexy looking ass goes around with these circus monkeys. You should be better off with-" he got cut off by Lina's swing, punching one right at his mouth, causing Dylan to stumble in his place and Michael to grab Lina, kicking him right in his balls.

Dylan moans in pain on the floor.

"Well done Lina, he's gonna beat the shit out of us now." I said sarcastically.

"Thanks for the support, Shakes" Lina replies, getting out of Michael's grip.

"Fucking bitch" Dylan manages to groan. "You assholes are gonna pay for this!"

"Oh yeah, let's make this interesting." John says, pleased by the fact Dylan got defeated this one time. "Stick game, 3 o'clock tomorrow."

Dylan glared: "Loser pays a dollar.. each."

"Deal" we didn't shake hands, he shoved past us all.
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"Alright, c'mon Mike. You can do this! You got this!" John shouted from behind Michael who was about to swing for the ball. It was 5pm, and the five of us decided to play a small stick game to kill some time. Not much later, Peter, a guy living in the same building as me, and his friends joined us. It was now our team against theirs.