What is Love?

Smile

NICHOLAS

"Dad I already told you I'm not marrying anyone who I don't know. I would rather marry her, but thanks to you that can no longer happen." My sister immediately stopped arguing after I said this and looked at me like I had just said their marriage was confirmed. As she stared me down, Alonzo just looked at me like I had told him he won an award for just a split second before his face went blank again. I made a mental note to ask him about that look later.

"Son, I did what I did for the kingdom(Mafia). She chose her path, now it's time you choose yours." My dad told me from across the table. Years back when my father told me that the G.I. went back on the agreement, he said that he had tried to convince them to continue with it but they refused. All because of that refusal, my betrothed was killed, but the fact that the G.I. are still around leads us to believe either she escaped death or her brother escaped and took over. Though knowing how efficient my father is, it was most likely the latter rather than the former; as the heir to the G.I.. I think I should have been told what happened to the brother, but I was told it wasn't necessary to know.

"Then Alonzo better get down on one knee." I retorted back to my father. At that comment Alonzo stood up in front of my sister and dropped to one knee, it took everything in me not to laugh my ass off. My sister looked at him like he had grown two heads before her arm came reeling back, then it shot forward and hit him right in the face. After that my sister stormed out of the room looking furious. Everyone looked at Mica for help when the door slammed shut.

"What?" she asked when she noticed our gazes focused on her.

"Well, you are going to go after her right?" I asked her when she finally looked up from her nails.

"And why the hell would I do that? She's your sister, thus your problem." She said looking straight into my eyes as if challenging me. My father just looked at me with one eyebrow raised as if questioning my authority over her, but when I looked at her I knew I should just agree because these walls don't need anymore holes. I got up out of my chair and walked out the door ready to look for Vanessa but didn't need to go far because she was just outside the door.

Now when a girl/woman exits a room after punching a guy does she usually have a sinister smile on her face? No? I didn't think so. Well than I guess my sister's just one of a kind.

"I have an idea that will get dad off our backs!" She has that look where she's about to hook someone up. Crap! I have to get out of here. While I'm searching for a way to escape the match maker of the gang I realize that there is none. So, I stay but this doesn't mean I'm gonna enjoy it.

"This better not waste my time." I cross my arms over my chest to try and look more intimidating. But of course she takes no notice of it because in my family you were raised to know never to back down and cower. Which for her I call an achievement, she's 5'5 what I call a midget.

"Trust me, if you want a woman who will marry you, not ask for attention, who can fight, and at the same time be a wonderful mother. I know exactly who you need." Damn that whole description is exactly how I pictured my wife. But how exactly am I, a guy that only has one night stands gonna find a girl like that? I may be strong, tall, handsome, and have an 8 pack, but I certainly don't have the patience in life to find her.

"Where exactly would I find this 'perfect' woman you speak of, hmm?" I ask her this because I'm honestly curious. My sister has a tendency to "lose" her friends quickly, for some reason they always disappear never to be seen again.

"Where I work, obviously." She rolls her eyes at me. Should have known it was at that damn bar. She's there almost 24/7, it makes me question what her boss does when my sisters there.

"If I stop by for a short amount of time tonight will she be there? We have a job to do tonight, I'll stop by either before or after."

"Yup. She'll be there. After all she's my boss and she needs a guy in her life. In fact she's a lot like you, I bet you two will hit it off great! I better head off to work though, I'm already late I don't want her to take all her stress out in you later. Or do I?" She winks at me then skips down the hall toward her room and I'm both confused and intrigued. Why? Because 1. I don't know why anybody would be stressed about today it's just one normal boring friday. 2. I find it interesting that Van would help me after all the shit we've went though. But before she leaves she yells at me saying words that made all my happiness go right back down the drain.

"After all, Valentine's day is the holiday of love!" Fuck! That's what today is!? Crap. Now I have to get her flowers.