The Mob Princess

The Trip-Joe

We quickly pulled out and got on the road, its gonna be a few hours before we make it up to the cabin. No one but my father and brother know of this place and its so far out it should be the best place to be no one will be able to find us. That just leaves Brooklyn and I alone for I dont know how long. I looked over at Brooklyn she looks to be drifting off to sleep, Im not gonna lie and say she isnt beautiful because she really is and I think deep down there is a scared little girl but growing  up the way she has she could never let that show. I really cant believe she is as difficult as she comes off after the last couple of days.

We been on the road a hour or so we should be at the drop point in about half a hour, Brooklyn fell asleep in the passenger seat, The only noise now is the sound of Journey coming from the car stereo. My mind wanders to what Cameron said back at the house that Im feeling Brooklyn, I really dont see it. Im not going to deny she is sexy and Im not even going to deny that given different circumstances I wouldnt have sex with her even. But there is nothing there between us she is just another client and when this is all over she is going to home and get back to her life being the little mob princess and Ill be on to the next job. I mean last night I got to see a little bit of what I think the real Brooklyn is, the thing that is fucking bugging the shit outta me is last night when we were talking and she tells me she didnt think I was the kind of guy who did relationships. Where the fuck does she get off even saying that, she doesnt know me like that lets be real like she even real cares enough too FUCK!

Suddenly Peyton flashes into my head, She was all I thought I had ever wanted in a woman, she was beautiful, sweet, driven She was my first everything. We met our freshman year of highschool when she sat in front of me in our English class, she was always so focused and me well I was a mess. I constantly was bothering her for a pen or something, she never said anything but Im sure I drove her crazy. We really didnt have a actual conversation till the teacher paired us up for a project and the rest was history. After the project was finished the school dance was coming up I asked her to go with me fully expecting her to say no, she didnt. After that dance we were inseperable. I remember our first time like it was yesterday, it was after Junior prom, my brother rented a hotel room for us, that was never the plan it was just supposed to be Peyton and me and Cameron and Becca hanging out, Cameron ended up taking Becca home sick leaving Peyton and me alone. It just happened neither of us planned to do it but it still the most special night of my life all these years later. Every memory of Peyton flew through my mind, I still remember everything. Tears began to sting my eyes and the came in a flood. I still remember how she smelled like Victoria Secret and vanilla, I remember the feel of her kiss at times I swear I can still feel it on my lips. We were supposed to be together forever, we were supposed to get married we talked about kids and it all got taken from me, she got taken from me. She begged me not to take that job, she said I was getting in too deep dealing with the cartel, I didnt listen. My stomach churns as I remember driving up the hill to our house firetrucks and police everywhere. I remember thinking whatever happened was definetly not good, I never expected as I drove up the road that it would be my house that it would be Peyton. I pulled up, The police officer fought to not let me through and thats when I seen her, the fire fighters pulling what was left of her charred body from the burnt remains of my Lexus. It was a sight I dont think Ill ever forget. I fell to the ground, broken,devistated. 

Damn it I wish she was still here life would be so much different, she would be a lawyer right now and we would have already been married. Knowing Peyton probably a couple kids running around. Instead what I have is a job that takes up my entire exisistance, a job she hated. I havent been able to be in any kind of decent relationship since, sure Ive had a couple but they only last a few months before I called it quits,I never had any kind of connection with them like I did with Peyton, part of me had given up figuring the old saying was true that you only find your true love once in your life and mine is gone in a box in the ground because of me. I know Peyton would want me to move on and fall in love and live my life but I just havent met anyone with the connection like Peyton and I had. 

Something pulled me from my thoughts it was Brooklyn, I looked over to see her shift in the seat still asleep, she looked like a little girl curled up in the seat her head resting against the window covered with my jacket. The more I think about Brooklyn I got to see just a small glimpse of her vulnerable side, she was so scared when I showed her the tracker I had found on my car and it showed even more when I smashed it. I know now that I should have not did that infront of her but I was so frustrated it just happened. She was so scared when she seen it even though she tried to hid it it makes me wonder if I can even do this if I can keep her safe. If her father who is one of the most powerful Mafia underbosses cant why do I think I can. This gives me the strange feeling of Peyton all over again, I couldnt keep her safe what makes me think I am capable of keeping someone like her alive. Peyton listened to me especially if it was this kind of situation, Brook she is difficult she is used to people doing what she says not taking orders. I cant totally blame her it comes with how she was raised and her lifestyle. My life wasnt supposed to be this way when I took the job at my dad's agency it was supposed to be a short term thing just well Peyton finished school, I didnt want her to have to work just to focus on school, she was completely against it when I told her, I should have listened to her. That bomb was meant for me, it wasnt meant to be like this she should be here not me, it was meant for me. Why am I here?

My phone ringing Jolted me from my thoughts, I wiped my eyes and quicklu answered

"Joe Mcintyre speaking"

"Joe dude man Im here at the spot how far out are you at"

"five minutes"

"I pulled to the end of the dead end away from the road and out of sight"

"alright we'll be there in a minute."

I hung up and reached my arm over 

"Brook..Brook wake up"

"Hmmmm"

"Brook we will be to the transfer point in a couple minutes you need to wake up babe"

"transfer point ...what"

"we need to switch cars for the rest of the trip, Im sorry to wake you"

"uh huh whatever".

We pulled back into the dead end and met up with Christian.

"Brook take Duke and get into the car quick Christian and I will load the bags quick and were out"

"Jesus fuck all this why couldnt we just drive the rest of the way in one car why is this fuckin even nessassary"

"it really is if someone tried to follow the car the arent going to follow the right car"

"whatever".

Christian and I hurried and loaded the car before he pulled out first, I stood back a few minutes in case the car gets followed before pulling out. It was another two hours before we pulled up to the cabin but we finally made it and we didnt  get followed.