Chapter 3 - "Oh, fuck."

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"Oh, fuck." Tommy muttered as he got up and ran to his office, Deo quickening his pace behind him. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" The young mafia leader spat out as his breathing quickened, grabbing his phone and dialling his brother's roommate.

"Hello?" A tired voice mumbled on the other side of the line, "SCHLATT!" Tommy screamed, "Please tell me Wilbur doesn't know about me.. Please.!" The ram on the other line sat up quickly while also trying not to wake the sleeping brit next to him. "Shut up for a second, Tommy." Schlatt hissed out as he quietly padded away from their shared bedroom, "No, he doesn't fucking know. Who the fuck told you that shit?" Tommy's breathing slowed back to normal, "Dream did." He mumbled as Deo held his other hand and sat them both down on the couch. 

That sentence made Schlatt's blood run cold. Why had his brother called Tommy? What did Wilbur have to do with this? "Tommy, he's awake. I'll talk to you later.

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