Chained To The Mafia

When we met.

I walk out of the bar cold and tired
"Why do i have to be the one who helps the family?" "My Sister Sierra does nothing... " i say to myself as im walking home. I turn the corner and a child bumps into me..? "Oh my im sorry?" "Are you alright." I get to make out these few words until the child clung onto me. I was confused was the child scared? Was something following him? I lowered my body into a kneeling position and ask the child soothly "Are you alright? Where's your mother?" The child stared directly at me and said "What's a 'Mother'.?" I wasnt as shocked because people now a days have low life Mothers. I responded with "Well can i get your name and more info of where youve come from?" The child look hesitant at first but then responded with "Elijah.. my name is Elijah" I smiled at him so he'd feel reassured that he was safe. "nice to meet you Elijah, im-" and before I could say my name a ton full of cars came up towards me.