21 (ANDY/MATTEO)

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Who shot ya?
Seperate the weak from the ob-solete
Hard to creep them Brooklyn streets
It's on nigga, fuck all that bickering beef
I can hear sweat trickling down your cheek
Your heartbeat sound like Sasquatch feet
Thundering, shaking the concrete
Finish it, stop, when I foil the plot
Neighbors call the cops said they heard mad shots

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*unedited* 4 years later; ANDY's POV

"Peach, let's go you are going to make us late! What is taking you so long?!" I yell.

I make my way through the apartment to Peach's room. I push open her door and see her staring at herself in the mirror. She grabs her stomach and turns to the side. Peach is only nine and is worrying about her weight. She eats perfectly and exercises but nothing seems to help. We have been to doctors after doctors but they can't find anything wrong with her.

Peach pulls her shirt down and turns towards me. "You're beautiful, Peach, don't let anyone tell you differently," I state.

She nods and grabs her bag. The past four years have been hard but we've made it. I've become slim thick. I have a big butt and big boobs with a small stomach. I have my long luscious hair back and three perfect kids. Sienna is five and Alessandro is four.

We all go to the same school so I can get to them when I need to. A loud knock comes from the front. I leave Peach's room and go to the front door. I open the door to see none other than Matteo De Luca.

"What are you doing here? How did you find us?" I ask.

He has aged. He has grey hairs here and there. Crows feet by his eyes. He looks like he hasn't slept in ages. He looks like shit.

"Someone put a hit out on you and the kids. I came to bring you back home," Matteo bluntly replies.

I move away from the door and let him in. He looks around and I close the door. Peach walks out of her room as Aless and Sienna walk out of theirs. I look at Matteo as he looks at the three of them.

"Who's this?" Sienna asks.

I look at her and roll my eyes. They all know who he is. They are messing with him. "You didn't tell them who I was?" Matteo asks in a low voice.

"They know who you are. They know what you do. They know everything about you and me," I reply.

A loud knock comes from the door and everyone freezes. "Take them to their rooms," Matteo mutters.

I slowly nod. I quietly walk to the kids and usher them into Peach's room. "Get into the closet and don't come out until one of us comes to get you," I tell them.

They all nod. I quietly leave the room and come back to Matteo. "Open the door when I tell you too," Matteo whispers.

I nod. I walk to the door and look through the peephole to see three men standing there with guns in their hands. I turn my heads to the side so I can see Matteo. He nods his head and I slowly open the door. The three guys rush inside and push me into the wall. I hit my head on the wall and slowly slide down it.

My head pounds as I feel blood trickle down my back. I hazily watch Matteo fight off the men. Three gunshots fill the air as the three guys stop. I look to my right and see Alessio standing in the doorway with his gun drawn.

"Get her out of here, Alessio!" Matteo yells. "She's staying in New York even if I have to tie her up and throw her in the basement."

Alessio walks to me and picks me up. He leaves the apartment and starts running down the stairs. My vision completely goes black as my mind does.

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