Solazzo and I get to know each other a bit more. He sometimes lets me have a drink with him, then we flirt a little. Nothing more. It's going too slow to me. My patience is wearing out. I need a plan. Or should I contact Mr. Iero. Well... I need to keep him informed anyway.
Though I am picturing my situation as honorable, I am still feeling uncomfortable.
Mr. Iero hasn't reached out since our last encounter. It may be because of that incident... I just hope that he is doing okay.
After preparing myself mentally, I muster the courage to walk to the nearest phone booth. The phone rings for quite some time before he picks up.
"Hello, Mr. Iero?"
"How are you doing, Mr. Way?"
It might be because I haven't heard his voice in a while, but my heart stops beating for a second, and I answer softly. "Well... I suppose that things are progressing. I met him. It's just that... we aren't close yet."
"Hm, it's better than what I was expecting. After all, he is a careful man."
"He is? He didn't seem like it. I thought... I thought that I wasn't attractive."
Mr. Iero suddenly lets out a quiet laugh. It's so subtle that I think I only imagined it. "Don't worry, Mr. Way. You aren't exactly destitute in that field."
I am dazed and I don't know what to answer. We stay quiet for a moment, then Mr. Iero puts and end to the awkwardness by speaking up.
"I understand the current situation, Mr. Way. Don't worry, I took some measures..."
I nod, then I realize that he can't see me. "Hm... Alright. Goodbye, Mr. Iero."
"See you soon, Mr. Way. See you very soon."
'Very soon'? I think as I walk back to the Sparrow Hall. Is Mr. Iero referring to anything specific?
My doubts are confirmed the following week.
As planned, I am going to perform on stage this evening. As soon as I go on stage, I spot Mr. Iero! What a surprise! Why is he here? Choc makes me skip a few steps and Madam Lana glares at me, making angry gestures.
My eyes always come back on Mr. Iero, but he doesn't do anything out of the ordinary and barely looks at me. What is he up to?
Mr. Iero comes three times this week. Besides the fact that he pointed at me several times while talking to people whom I guess belong to the underworld, he acts like a regular client. I finally start to figure out his intentions when the weekend arrives.
"From now on, you will rehearse with Sofia the new dance," Madam Lana tells me, taking a drag from her cigarette holder.
"Why am I the only one to rehearse this new dance, Madam?" I inquire.
"Because you must train hard, little fool. That's good for you!"
"Madam? I..."
"Come on! You will understand soon enough," Madam Lana tells me. I am starting to get tired of being surrounded by enigmatic people who never reveal anything about their plan, even though I am a little bit concerned with aforesaid plans.
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The other girls have been ostracizing me since I started rehearsing in solo. Even Claire avoids me. We even started to eat together... I am doing everything on my own, alone...
After the end of today's rehearsal, Sofia tells me that I can perform this dance on stage. I don't have time to object before she drags me backstage so I can do my makeup.
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𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐌𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 ❦ (𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐝)
Fanfiction[1920s mafia AU] Gerard Way is a young, ambitious journalist in NYC, partly controlled by the mafia. His yearning for the truth starts getting him into trouble, but he is willing to go as far as it takes for his investigations. Maybe a little too fa...
