My Nose

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Steve POV

Not even ten minutes after E runs out she is storming through the front door. She walks to her room, slams the door, and locks it. A few seconds later Dallas storms in and slams the door open so hard that it broke off. 

"Damnit man Darry I'll fix it later I'll fix it later fuck" he growls as he sits down on the coach and puts his head in his hands. "What the hell is going on" screams an angry Darry who is staring at the door. He is quickly followed by a curious Pony and Johnny.

"Yeah Dally why is E crying in her room" questions a confused Two Bit. I don't know if I should go to Emily or scream at Dallas. I started to head toward her room when Dallas grabs me and pushes me away from the door. " Don't bother her right now man. Let her be by herself right now" he says guarding her door.

"What the hell DALLAS! If I want to see her I can fucking see her man" I yell walking towards him. The next thing I know I'm on the ground holding my nose. I jump up and chase Dallas  outside of the house. "What the fuck man I'm going to beat the hell out of you" I scream and run towards Dallas. I was about to hit him when Pony rushed in between us.

"Stop it Steve it's none of your business" he says trying to calm me down.

"It is my business! Look at my nose!" I scream at Pony while Soda pulls me away

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"It is my business! Look at my nose!" I scream at Pony while Soda pulls me away.

"All of you need to calm the fuck down now" screams Darry running out the front door. "Get back inside all of you now" he says with a stern face. We are headed inside when Darry tells us to park our asses on the coach. "Now tell me what is going on" says Darry rubbing his face with his hands.

"Yeah Dally tell us what the hell is going on" I sneer. "Stop" warns Soda giving me a side glance.

"I told Emily about who her family was" says Dally not looking at anyone. We all looked at each other confused. No one really knew how Dallas found Emily. None of us really thought to ask about it.

"So what's so bad about that" asks Johnny with concern written all over his face. "Yeah why did it make her so upset" asked Pony looking at her door.
"Because....because her family ..her family was the baddest Mafia family in all of New York. Her family has real big enemies and because of that we had to come here" said Dallas.

"But Dal What even is the Mafia" asked Johnny. I looked around and was relieved that none of us knew what the Mafia was. Dally looked at us as if we asked him to stop smoking. " You're telling me that none of  ya's know what the Mafia is" says Dally. "The Mafia are killers, drug lords, criminals that don't get caught, they have power and are blood thirsty. The Mafia takes out anyone and everyone who does them wrong" at this we all start to worry.

After Dallas told us the story of how he found Emily, he told us the reason why the left. "There is this rival gang called the Irish Mob. You see they were the people that killed Emily's parents. And they have always been after her. It wasn't until we moved here that we haven't had to always watch our backs" said Dallas.

"Lucky we have a gang of ourselves" says Two getting defensive. "Yeah maybe they ain't so tuff after all" says Johnny standing up. "You don't get it. None of you understand how dangerous this business is" says Dallas shaking his head.

Emily POV

I can't believe that I'm from such a evil badass family. All this time I thought I was just abandoned left to die. I start crying because of everything I'm trying to process. That's when I realized I was being a wimp. It doesn't matter who I used to belong to. I have a new family, a new gang, and a new life. I wipe my eyes and start to walk out of the door when I hear Dallas say something.

"The Mafia are killers, drug lords, criminals that don't get caught, they have power and are blood thirsty. The Mafia takes out anyone and everyone who does them wrong."

At this I slowly open the door to my room and stand in the door frame. I wait until the conversation about my blood line is over to make my presence known.

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