Blake's Rose

Hunter Black

We've been driving now for an hour and are no where near to the house, the one thing I hated about London was the heavy traffic, we've been spending our time in the car discussing work, school, family and occasionally singing terribly with the songs playing on his playlist. Jamming out to 'Hotel California' by the Eagles and 'Californication' by the Red Hot Chillie Peppers, our love for older music definitely was one of the reasons me and my uncle were so close, that and we trusted each other the most out of everyone in the family and were able to talk about everything with each other. I have  great and strong relationships with all my uncles, but my friendship with uncle Dante was the strongest, he had always taken care of me since I was born, from when we used to live seven of us in a small house in London, Me, my dad, older Brother Christian, Mum, Uncle Dante, Uncle Alonzo and Uncle Raphael. It's amazing how far we have come since those days; see we're not from England but from Italy. My parents wanted a better future for me and my brother so moved here when my brother was three and my mum pregnant with me. My uncles didn't want to be far from their brother so decided to move down here with us and now 19 years later I'm in my first year of medical school, my older brother began his own engineering company with his best friend and my little brother is in his first year of college studying Maths and Physics, but training with the Manchester United Club who had scouted him when he was 14 years old.

'Bring... Bring'

I watch my uncles phone ring, spotting the caller ID which says 'Boss'. My uncle unplugs the phone from the aux cord and brings it to his ear.

"Hello Boss, What can I do for you?" my uncle calls through the phone waiting for the reply, I could hear shouting from the other end, it seems the person on the other side is busy dealing with something.

"I need to see you at the club, there's some things we need to discuss before you start your permanent job as manager of Rose Night Club." I barely make out what the other man is saying.

"Urm sure thing Boss" Dante sneaks a quick glance my way before continuing "But I need to take my niece home first, it's been a long day and I don't want to hold her up any longer." Dante replies nervously.

"Dante I don't have time to wait for you, I'm a busy man and have other things to do. Bring her here it won't take long." and with that he hangs up. I look towards my uncle who still has the nervous look on his face.

"I guess you're going to meet my boss." I breath in deeply at the sound of those words, my heart pumping quickly, why was I so scared? I've only ever heard great things from my uncle about his boss, on how loyal and respectful he is and that he started working for his father at a very young age. I was never told his name but knew that he was well known around England and other parts of Europe, Italy included as he had also come from Italy. The only other thing I knew about him was that he was 22 years old and in charge of many nightclubs and businesses such as Rose Nightclub and the Rose Headquarters. 

After another thirty minutes we drive up into a well lit car park, built behind a large nightclub that had the name 'Rose' in red lights so bright on the top of the building so you'd be able to spot it a mile away.

As we get out the car my uncle turns towards me "Don't be scared he might look intimidating but he's a good guy he just... he just has a trouble showing it when you first meet him." he says stuttering the last part. I smile up at him and nod showing him I understand what he's saying. We make our way towards the nightclub doors where two large men are stood in front guarding it as if the queen was in there.

"Boss is inside waiting for you" one of the very built men says to my uncle, they looked like members of the secret service, both dressed in black fitted suits that resembled my uncles only they wore a black shirt underneath and had a red rose embroiled on the right side of the blazer. Both were bald and looked deeply into your eyes as they spoke, they were definitely good at their jobs and I could see them intimidating anyone that stood in their way. As they open the door to let us in I take another deep breath making sure I don't look as nervous as I am.