Story Time {Pierce the Veil: One Shots}

New Lifestyle (pt 1)

~Wow, another Perrentes(hint of Fuenciado)~

-Tony's POV-

I followed the men through the doors of the thought to be abandoned warehouse. They immediately shut the doors behind me and nudged me forward.

Slowly I kept walking, our footsteps echoing through the unusually quiet area. Some other goons were sitting around, some on duty with guns, and others sitting around playing poker.

My legs trembling as they walked me to his office up the stairs. Two men with larger guns guarded the door.

"This the new guy?" One asked, his New Jersey accent thick.

One behind me nodded.

I still couldn't process how I ended up in a mess with the mob but I did, and I'm terrified.

They opened his door and pushed me in the darkened room roughly. The door slammed behind me and I was now alone with him and what seems to be another figure.

"Vic, turn the light on for our guest," A voice said.

The other figure on the desk climbed off and walked past me, suddenly the room flooded with light.

I blinked and saw a man with an expensive suit, and his brown hair greased back, his piercing shown. The figure that was on the desk returned to their spot.

It seemed to be a woman long, thick, curly hair, and rather fair tan skin. Makeup seemed to be done by a professional, and the long, navy blue dress seemed to cost more than my own life.

"So, you're Perry?" He said.

I nodded.

"You know why you're here?" He questioned.

I nodded once more.

A low chuckle slipped from his lips, "You can speak, ya know."

"Nobody's gonna hurtcha," the woman said, her voice sounding a little off.

She giggled and looked at him.

"I'm Mr. Fuentes, and this is Vic," he said, gesturing to the other.

She waved and crossed her legs, sitting on his desk like it was her own.

"Now, since you'll be working for me personally I hope you know the basic rules," He said, leaning back in his chair.

Slowly, I shook my head, "N-No, sir."

"Thought so, Vic, explain the rules for rookie," he said, folding his hands.

"Of course, sir," she said, holding up one finger, "You don't know who we are if anyone asks, anyone."

I nodded.

She held up a second finger, "You do whateva we say, no matta what it is."

Her accent becoming more noticeable the  more she speak, but matching Mr. Fuentes'. But she seems to not use too much a formal jargon.

I nodded.

She held up a third finger, "You give up all connections with anyone in your life, friends, family, ya know."

Hesitantly, I nodded, not wanting to be killed on the spot.

She held up a fourth finger, "Do ya best to avoid the pigs, or if you can't do that, play dumb, got it?"

"The.. police?" I asked, not really sure who the "pigs" were.

She nodded and held up a fifth finger, "Now, since you'll be working for us personally, people are gonna wanna kill ya, so whatcha back and keep goons around you at almost all times, okay?"

I nodded, feeling more nervous.

"Finally, ya gotta stay loyal to us. That means the slightest slipup will cost ya your reputation, your honor, and most importantly.. your beating heart," she said, ending the sentence with a smile.

Shakily, I nodded.

My entire body was shaking.

"Now, since you'll be working for us, you need a place to stay," he said, "I already have an apartment waiting. You gotta move in by Thursday."

"Yes, sir," I said.

"Also, I already have a right hand man, you'll be on his side most of the time. Vic, go get your boy toy," Mr. Fuentes said.

"Gotcha," she said, hopping off the table and walking past me, her heels clicking body.

She left the room and Mike chuckled, "I swear.. he's a pain."

My eyes widened and I quickly cleared my throat, "E-Excuse me, sir? But.. that's not your girlfriend or something?"

He laughed and stood up, his hands folded behind his back, "No, no. You see, Vic's my brother, but that stays in this room, got it?"

I nodded and he began walking towards me from around the desk, and stopped a foot away from me.

"Now, you be nice to him and treat him like a princess, or I swear Perry, I'll be using your spine to hang my hats," he said, looking deep into my soul.

"Of course, I don't see a probably with it, he's very beautiful," I said, my body trembling.

He smiled and gently cupped my chin, "You're not so bad yourself, Perry."

My cheeks burned and my eyes widened.

He chuckled darkly, "Very innocent."

He slipped his hand away and at that moment the door opened and I turned around to see Vic standing with another man.

He was taller and well built, he was pale and had rather spikey hair. His arm was linked with Vic's and he kissed the man's cheek.

"Found him, I just saved him from losing in poker," Vic said, giggling and pulling him inside the room and shutting the door with his heel.

"Good, Jaime, this is Tony Perry, your new bud. Get along," Mr. Fuentes said as he returned to his seat.

Jaime stuck his hand out and smiled, I shook it.

"Nice to see a new face around here," he said, having no accent like me.

"Now, I want you to help Perry move into the apartment by Thursday day and show him the basics. I would have you and Vic do it but last time you two couldn't keep ya hands off each other," he said, chuckling.

Jaime nodded his cheeks growing a little pink.

"You're just jealous that I have someone that'll show me a good time," Vic said, crossing his arms and giggling innocently.

Mr. Fuentes rolled his eyes, "I'm sure I can show someone a good time."

His eyes flashed at me and he smirked lightly, "I'm also different from you, Vic, I don't receive."

Vic's cheeks tinted pink and he giggled, "True."

"Alright, come on, Tone, I'll show you around a little," Jaime said, heading towards the door.

"Wait, where's my goodbye?" Vic whined.

Jaime chuckled and went over to him, he kissed him and gripped his hips tightly.

Mr. Fuentes smirked at me and his eyes traveled down my body, he looked back up and winked at me.

They pulled away and finally Jaime and I  left the room, and I felt his eyes on me the whole time.

"Don't be so nervous kid, it's not as bad as it seems, sure we killed a few guys and robbed a few banks, but that was a while ago. You'll love it here, Mr. Fuentes seems to really like you," Jaime said, patting my shoulder.

I died nervously, "Y-Yeah.. he does. Doesn't he?"

So this is.. something. I don't know what this is but I wrote it down haha

Anyways, I'm pretty sure I'll be making another part to this or maybe even a story one day, who knows?

Well haha enjoy this weird chapter and thank you so much for taking time out of your day to read this :))