In the streetlights

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(Brett's pov)

Eddy had a sway in his hips as he walked in front of me. I was unaware if it was just subconscious or if it was  on purpose, with the intention to grab my attention, which was working. I took a long drag from my cigarette as I walked out of the bar to the dimly lit streets.

Eddy continued to walk further and further from the safety of the building. These streets were dangerous at night even for a guy with a rep like mine. You could be walking one minute then get pulled down an alleyway being gangbanged for no other reason than you were at the wrong place at the wrong time. My hand slipped to rest on a silver pistol that I carried in my overcoat, I had an off feeling and I was prepared to face whatever hid in the darkness. We reached his car in silence, I watched him gracefully bend over to grab his violin. It was a lovely site but my eyes caught glance of a pistol that was also in the automobile. Curious, I thought to myself with suspicion. I put a hand on the hood and crowded the tall male against the cold metal. He didn't seem to care he only smiled coyly," I can't play if you're so close."

" You also can't shoot me if I'm this close," I growled lowly

He smirked," I can't shoot you with a violin or even hold a gun while holding a violin. So tell me what I'm going to do?"

I moved away from him with a frown," I suppose you're right."

Eddy chuckled pulling his violin out lovingly," I understand you being suspicious and careful. You do have a lot of enemies." He adjusted himself elegantly," What would you like me to play." His eyes fluttered closed, eyebrows knitting together in thought waiting for my answer.

I thought then smiled smugly," How about Paganini Caprice 24?"

" hmmm that's a hard one, I don't know if I can do it," He said jokingly then began the piece.

I wasn't pleasantly surprised that he could actually play. Of course his bow hold, posture and position hinted that before he started playing but until I heard it with my own ears I thought he was bluffing. Paganini wasn't the most melodic piece but it was a precise one that knew its purpose but despite it's technically Eddy played beautifully. He would sway with the movements of his bow as if it were part of his body, his nose would scrunch up every time he was drawn into focus of the sound, and he would open his eyes often looking at me: His eyes seemed to gleam. Of course he wasn't as good as me, but seeing him play had something magnificent about it, whether it be him, the instrument or his skill.

Suddenly from the corner of my eye I saw something silver reflecting the dim lights," put your violin away" I whispered lowly as I snuffed my cigarette out. He did as told in silence before asking," Why?"

A bullet came whirling past our heads," That's why." I growled pulling out my revolver. A tall burly man strode from the cover of the shadows. The air seemed to quake at his very presence but not me. I feared no man so I steadily pointed my revolver at the target who had shot earlier at us.

" I'm not here for you Bang I'm here for the faggot." The man bellowed as he continued to come near.

" You shot at me too." My finger rested on the trigger. Whatever he wanted with the kid I knew it wasn't good— not just because of open gunfire— I had a gut feeling.

Something snapped in Eddy's eyes, they were no longer soft and gleaming but held the gaze of hatred. His lips pursed together before retorting," Then come and get me." He challenged

I kept the revolver steady not sure if I should just shoot; however, it's not like I'm looking for new enemies. I didn't even know the kid well. It would be a shame though if something happened to the doll.

The bulking man now stood directly in front of us, grabbing Eddy's delicate face. His hand seemed big enough to crush the boys jaw," Now don't be like that, I won't hurt you if you behave." He smirked.

A thoughtful look spread across Eddy's face before he spit in the mans face and stomped on his foot," Read my lips. Go to hell!"

I should of pulled the trigger but I couldn't take my eyes off what was happening. I couldn't think. I couldn't move. I was in shock. So many questions were racking my brain such as who was this guy: what is his history with Eddy and what the hell is going on!?

I saw Eddy lurch back rubbing his jawline, he must of been punched. He nodded slightly looking at the guy," Not bad....." he smiled before hauling off with an overhand. I was surprised at how hard the impact from his punch but the brute stayed unmoved as if he were made out of stone.

It would definitely be good to shoot so that's what I did.

The gun shot rang through the air, the smell of gun smoke filled the air ; the bullet met its target in-between the eyes. There was a thud on the cement then a blur of red oozing out onto the street and splattered onto us," Are you okay Doll?"

" I could of handled it myself you know, it isn't my first rodeo.... But thanks, I'm fine" He squatted down searching the mans clothing. I stayed silent waiting, soon enough Eddy pulled a letter out of the corpses pocket skimming in grimly.

My revolver stayed in my hand as I glanced around to see if I needed to shoot anyone," I assume you knew that man. What did he want with you?" I at least deserved to know who my new foes were.

" they call themselves the watchers.... lets just say I have a rough history with his boss." Eddy murmured under his breath. 

I turn my back to him," You keep toying with my curiosity kid, I think I'll keep ya around. I accept your offer." 

( This is gonna be the last consecutive part in the little mobster au thing. I know what you'll be saying," What did they want with Eddy" or " What will happen now that Brett accepted the offer." or some other question that was left unanswered within this chapter alone. But the lore of this au idea has too much to write in a little oneshot booklet so I thought that I would continue the mob/1920's au as its own  thing and these three chapters would serve as a prologue. So yes it's going  to be continued just not in the oneshot booklet. So look out for that and other au's I've been wanting to publish!)

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