Antonio POV
Zach was driving while I was sitting in the passenger seat typing on my phone while Alex, Dylan, and Max sat behind us. We were on our way to club vision. The owner owed me money and haven't paid yet so we were going to pay him a visit. We pulled up and walked in, we went straight to the back with security stepping out of our way without a problem. I opened the door to a private room and saw a fat guy around the age of 45 sitting on a sofa while a girl closer to my age then his danced on a pole in front of him. Once he saw the door was open and saw me he say straight up and coughed. I looked at the half naked girl "get out"
she shook wth terror as she grabbed her clothes and rushed pass me. I walked in and closed the door behind me, the boys were on the other side of the door while I talked to the fat man. I sat down at the table that was across from him. "Hey Gordon," I said in a fake cheery voice
he shuffled in his seat "uhh hey Toni...h-how are things?"
I sighed and pulled my leather jacket off and slid it on the back of the chair I was sitting in. I grabbed my knife with had a brass knuckle handle and started playing with it in my hands, I looked him in the eyes "I don't know...How do you think things are?"
His eyes were focused on the knife in my hands. "I-I.."
I sat the knife down on my lap and smiled at him "GORDON!"
his eyes widened and he looked at me with fear in his eyes I smirked.
"We are friends Gordon, no reason to look so....frightened"
He let out a breath, he reached for his pack of cigarets in his shirt pocket. He pulled the box out and I grabbed it out of his hands and examined the box and sat it down in front of me on the table. He looked even more frightened now. "Toni I-"
"DON'T TALK UNLESS I SAY YOU CAN TALK!"
he shrunk in his seat and quivered. I sighed and rubbed my face with my hand and smiled at him again "I'm sorry really I, I didn't mean to scare you like that Gordon."
He nodded slowly, I shook my head "are you okay ?" I picked up the box of cigarettes and held them in his direction. "Here these will calm you down"
He reached for them, once he was in reach of them, I grabbed his hand and bent 2 of his fingers backward until they were touching the back of his hands. He screamed loudly and I sat back in my seat and took a cigaret out of the pack and put in in my mouth and lit it and put the pack on the table in front of me. I took a puff while he was still screaming and looked at him. "Hey Gordon buddy"
he just screamed louder and I sighed and grabbed his hand and squeezed the now broken fingers "SHUT UP SO I CAN TALK!"
he cried as I let go and sat back in my seat. He looked at me with tears rolling down his face and holding his injured hand. I took another puff and looked at the cigarette box "You know these things kill you"
he didn't respond, I picked up my knife from off the floor which fell from the many times I reached over the table to hurt Gordon. I twirled it in my hand. "Gordon do you have my money?"
He whimpered "Toni I-"
"ah ah ah Gordon It's a yes or no question"
"Toni-"
"It's yes or no, now answer the question"
he let out a huff "No"
I shook my head and took another drag from the cigarette, "what are we doing to fix that?"
"I will have it soon, the club-"
"I don't care about the club, I will burn this building down if you do not get my money do you understand?"
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saving him (under editing)
Teen FictionAntonio Russo is a big time gang leader in Westerloch, He's 18 and controls the whole city. He owns the police department and is scared of nothing. People consider him ruthless and cold harted if you get on his bad side he will kill you in a blink...