We're All Heathens Here - A Mafia Story {Ongoing}

Wounds Heal, Scars Stay

A picture of Matteo's car 

At 8:45 I went down to the garage of the Italian Mafia, which was behind the mansion, and looked around at the hundreds of cars. There were multiple Bugatti's lined up on one wall and I didn't know which was the one I was taking. I pulled the key out of my pocket and pressed the unlock button. The Bugatti that was furthermost away unlocked and I went over. 

"Holy shit!" I gasped when I finally saw the full car. 

"It's sweet right?" asked Roberto asked, coming over. He was wearing a tank top, sweating a lot and he was wiping engine oil off his hands and onto a rag. 

"Yes!" I sighed, practically drooling on the car. 

"Matteo brought it for himself for his 21st birthday a few months back," Roberto smacked the hood of the black car, "A brand new Bugatti La Voiture Noire to add to his evergrowing collection,"

"I've heard of these cars," I went around to the driver's seat, "But I've only dreamt of ever seeing one," 

Roberto smirked, "Matteo likes to treat himself,"

"So do I," I scoffed, "But normally, mine is a $5 ice cream, not a $19 million car!" 

"Are you going to pick up Garcia?" his face was suddenly hardened and serious.

"Yes," I replied, "I should probably get going," 

"Take her up to her room and then come and find me," he told me, "I'll probably be in the pool after I finish working on the cars," I nodded and slid into the Bugatti's front seat. I turned the car on and it made a loud revving noise. My mouth fell open and I could see Roberto smiling to himself. I rolled my eyes and then drove out of the garage to the hospital.

The Hospital

"You're Rachel Smith?" asked the receptionist, I nodded, "and you're taking Grace Pickle to her parent's house?" I nodded again and pushed the fake ID toward the bored woman. "Here she is,"

I turned to see Garcia being pushed in a wheelchair toward me, "Thank you," I smiled at the woman but she didn't return it. I went over to the nurse and guided her out of the hospital to the Bugatti. I could tell the nurse was shocked to see the expensive car as her mouth fell open as she was helping Garcia into the car. "Thank you," I said to her and I climbed into the driver's seat. I started the car and started to drive back to the Headquarters. 

"Where's Matteo?" Garcia asked, breaking the silence between us.

"He's busy," I replied, "You wanna get an ice cream?" she nodded. I pulled into a mall parking lot and ran it to get us an ice cream each. When I came back out there was a man posing next to the car, and taking photos, not realising there was a person on the other side of the front window.

"Hey?" I went over to him. He smiled and took one of the ice creams, 

"Hey girl," I rolled my eyes slightly,

"That's not for you," I told him as he licked the dessert. 

"You like my car?" he asked, patting Matteo's car. 

"Your car?" I questioned. I pulled the key out and unlocked the car, "You mean my car?" the man went bright red and dropped the ice cream. "This is the part where you fuck off," I smirked. The man quickly got away from the car and I got in and gave Garcia the remaining ice cream,

"That guy was an idiot," Garcia laughed, "And if he looks in the back of his photos he'll see me sticking my tongue out, flipping him off," she laughed to herself and ate the ice cream as I sped back to Headquarters.