The Mafia - Vegaspete

Chapter - 4

Pete's Pov

Guards were all around the place but luckily they weren't saying anything to me.
As expected most of them looked really scary. So I was quickly trying to get away.
the interior was indeed surreal. My eyes couldn't sink in the beautiful view in front of me.
Vegas was definitely rich.

" Who are you?", Someone's voice startled me from behind making me turn over.

I was surprised to see a young teenage boy. Was he also kidnapped?

" Uh I am Pete. Who are you?", I asked awkwardly while scratching my nape..

" Im Macau", he said. I could tell he was curious.

" Are you too kidnapped?", I whispered to him.

" Eh? No. But are you?", He asked curiously.

" I am not sure. I am kidnapped but at the same time am not. It's weird. That Vegas guy is weird", I blurted out.

He chuckled.

" My hia can be weird sometimes. But am sure you aren't kidnapped because you won't be walking so freely if you were actually kidnapped", he said with a grin..

Makes sense.

" Wait! You're Vegas's brother?", I ssked .

He smiled brightly and nodded.

"You don't look like a mafia or gangster..", he began.

" Yeah am not a mafia or something. I am a very respected citizen of this country."I said while sheepishly smiling.
Macau chuckled.

" Are you looking for my hia?", He asked.

" Your hia is the one am running from", I blurted out. tho I regretted it later because I wasn't sure if I should have said that in front of a mafia's brother who was most probably one too..

" Hopefully I'll see you later then", He said with a grin .

" Macau wait for a moment", I decided to check my luck.

" Yes?", He asked curiously.

" Do you mind if I use your phone? Well, the thing is that I forgot my phone at home", I sheepishly smiled and lied.

He looked a bit uncertain at first but handed me his phone soon after. I wasn't expecting him to do that. I mean what if I ended up calling cops or maybe he and his family weren't scared of them.

" I need to call my friend, he must be worried about me ", I smiled and looked at him. Hoping he would give ne some privacy but just like his brother he was quite rigid. He stood there with a smirk on his face.

I dialled Porsche's number on his phone.
to be honest I  remeber his number because most of the time when he calls me I just stare at the screen instead of answering.

I crossed my fingers hoping Porsche would answer.

" Hello?", I said after he picked up.

" Who's this?",

" It's me, Pete", I said excitedly.
a burst of happiness flooded inside me upon hearing Porsche's voice. I was almost convinced that I might not get to hear him again .

" Pete? Are you pulling a dumb prank?",

" Yeah right. I would be saying my name if It was a prank. Prosche have you ever been pranked in your fucking life?", I said out of annoyance and then realised a kid was next to me.
" Sorry for the inappropriate language", I said looking at Macau. Who was just smiling.

" Are you okay Pete? Since when did you start apologising? Are you on a gunpoint or something?", Porsche said.

" I wasn't apologising to you but you're right about the last part ", I said hoping he would get the hint.