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The next morning I woke up to a empty bed. Tony was already gone. I rolled over and checked my phone, realizing I had a message from one of my good friends Rebecca, and suddenly feeling homesick.

I got dressed in my usual new attire, picking black leggings, a white tank top, boots, and strapping my gun to my thigh. I don't go anywhere without it anymore.

I walked in Tony's office, thinking about asking him if Rebecca, or as we all call her Becca ,could come to New York. I knew it wouldn't be smart to go back to Louisiana and put anyone else in danger.

"Good morning Tony." I said giving him a kiss.
"Mm, its a better morning now." He replied.
"Do you remember my friend from the fair Becca?"
"Yes I do. Why?"
"Well I was wondering if she could come to New York and stay with us for awhile?"
"If she came, she wouldn't be able to leave until all this with the lanskeys is settled, for her protection."
"Ok I'll let her know if she comes, she will have to stay awhile, I'll give her a heads up on everything. Excluding the mafia stuff."
"Okay, talk to her, and I'll fly her out tonight, she will arrive tomatrow morning."
"I love you Tony."
"I love you baby"
"Ugh can you guys get a room?" Jonny boy said in a girly voice making me laugh.

I called Becca inviting her to New York, telling her as much as I could without giving anything away, and also making sure she knew, we were not quiet sure when we would be able to fly her back. I wasn't sure she would agree considering she didn't know when she would return to Louisiana. But she agreed with a "hell yes I'll come, bitch I miss you!"

I laughed at her excitement when I hung up, and thought about what we could do while she was hear.

Whatever we did I knew it would be fun, that was just the kind of person Becca was, anyone around her would hunch over in laughter, the entire time she would talk, she was just so full of life, I usually didn't like bubbly girls, but Becca was different, she was a strong willed individual and I respected her.

The next morning, I had to wake up at a very ungodly time, so me and Tony could go get Becca from the airport. Six am. I was very cranky having to get up and get dressed so early. I quickly picked a outfit with my eyes basically closed. I threw on my dark bluejeans that had slit on the thighs and by the knee, with some anckle boots, a black tank top, a cute leather jacket, a little mascara and eyeliner, and I finished my look with a long cross necklace before strapping my gun to my thigh.

"Where's Vince?" I asked when Jonny boy, Tony and I got into Tony's car.
"He had a family thing today." Tony answered me.
"And why does ol Jonny boy hear, have to come?" I asked with a playful huff.
"Hey, I take offense to that! Do you not want me to come?" Jonny boy said crossing his arms over his chest.
"He's hear as extra protection." Tony smiled at me.

An hour later, an hour of listening to Jonny boy sing 2000 hip hop hit, and not being able to help myself, singing along with him. We arrived at the airport, finding out Becca's flight had been delayed and we had a hour wait.

There was a mall across the street and we decided to go look around to kill some time. Not long after we entered the mall something caught my eye, in the window of the first shop.

It was a wartech pocket knife. It was shaped like a wing, it was black and had dimomds around the wink pressed inside. It was very expensive, but I couldn't help staring.

"Do you want it?" Tony asked standing beside me.
I was going to say no, because of the price, but I couldn't.
"Yes I do."
We walked inside and bought the pocket knife, and when it was placed in my hand after examining it for a second I clipped it to the inside of the back of my pants, where I could feel it in my back.

"Thank you baby, it's beautiful." I kisses Tony on the lips. "Your very welcome, your beautiful." He said with a smirk that made the butterflies in my stomach do flips.

"Krissy!!!" Becca yelled coming tward us. I stretched my arms out embracing her in a hug.

"You look great Krissy, I like the new look, New York has done you good yea?" Becca's acent slipped off her tounge and imeditaly made me miss Louisiana.
"Yes, its been great, and you look really good to, did you die your hair." Becca was about my height, short but not to short, she had long naturally curly brown hair, she had a perfect body type, she wasn't skinny, but she wasn't fat either. She was thick, the sexy kinda thick, a slim waist, a big ass and bigg breast, she was gourgous.

"Hiya Tony its nice to see you again" becca said in her chearful voice.
"You to becca. I hope the flight was okay."
Before anyone could say anything we heard a cough next to us. Turning around I noticed Jonny boy a little upset because no one introduced him. I guess he felt left out.
I laughed. "Becca, this is Jonny boy, Jonny boy this is Becca."
Jonny boy stretched his arm out to shake becca hand. She took it and blushd. Ugh oh. I thought.

"Becca are you hungry?" I asked her once we were all in the car.
"Girl I'm starving." She said laughing.
"Okay, and then we can go shopping, I can show you a little of New York."
She agreed giggling and ooing and ahhing at everything she saw out the window.

I was happy to have her hear. I missed everyone back home and with becca hear, she brought a little piece of home to me. I was thankful, and for that I was going to make sure she had a hell of a good time.

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