Les Twins Life

Metal Bruises

(LARRY'S P.O.V.)

The memories instantly played out in my head of what happen in the alley months ago. My stomach twisted more into a knot with each step I took, deeper into the alley. The pain was still there, the image of Lau holding me in his arms still fresh in my mind. I start to get a bad feeling about this meet up, I not think it will go good. I feel something bad to happen, but my feet continue to walk until I reached the door. I do what I was told; how to knock when I got here. The door immediately swung open and I was greeted by a bald man on steroids obviously.

"Ron been waiting for you."

His french accent was thick, more than mine. I followed behind as we walked down the narrow hallway and in through another door. As soon as I was over the threshold my spine shivered from the coldness inside. It was like not one soul was in there but the discovery of three more bodies said otherwise. I take a look around to peep out every element inside. My eyes soon fell on Ron propped up against a metal desk with a drink in his hand. He wore a silver suit almost blending in with the desk. His hair was slicked down and looked dirty as usual. He removed his tinted shades; greeting me with the most fake smile I ever seen. I stopped in my tracks to greet him with a head nod in return. He motioned me to sit in the matching metal chair in front of him and circled around to the other side of the desk pouring more of his drink.

"You like a drink?"

I kept my glare firm as I sat down but never saying a word. He laughed off me being unresponsive and placed the bottle of whiskey back down.

"It still amaze me how you not drink. All these years...I think you take after you father."

I jumped up slamming my hands onto the desk. His men came for me, but he lift up his hand to signal them off.

"My apologies...You really grow since you find me in high school you freshman year. You change a lot Bourgeois... new attitude, the new clothes more money. I respect it all, really I do."

"I never change, for nothing." I said sitting back down in the chair.

"I beg to differ Larry, you nothing like you were. You change, just like your father."

I instantly popped up at the sound of my father out his mouth once more. I not care who he is, I not gonna take shit from him. I only managed to strike him across his jaw twice before I was restrained by his men. They slammed me back down on the chair tying my wrists in the process. I wasn't giving up without a fight, I slipped out twice but I not quick enough to run. Eventually I was tight; there was no way I was getting out of the binding. Sweat start to bead on my forehead and my breaths quicken and deepen. Ron turned around wiping blood from his mouth then smirking at me. He chugged what was left in his glass and threw it onto the floor. I looked down at the remains, but I refused to let fear enter me. I was ready for what he was going to do to me.

"After everything I do for you family?!"

I take the first blow to my diaphragm, my breath caught up making me cough uncontrollably. I been in many fight before but it different that I tied down. He so fucking lucky.

"I protect you from all people that want to kill you back then!"

Another punch across my face almost tipping over the chair. A stream of blood trickled down my chin; my lip split open.

"You know you right, you not change. You still a bitch."

I laughed at his well thought out comment; he thought he was breaking me but he not even scratch my surface.

"How about you untie me and you see about that, pussy."

I made sure I look into his eyes as I said it. It definitely piss him off now that he slipped on knuckle busters. A little regret filled me as soon as he cocked back. You never know pain until you feel metal come in contact with you teeth. It was painful, every punch prospered more blood causing me to spit it all out. More and more poured out of me continuously coating my entire chin. He lowered down to my ear; his breath reeked of alcohol.

"I kill you father...put a bullet right in his head. He beg for his life but I take it away. He cheat me, you do the same Larry...tell me what you think happen to you now?"

My heart drop down to my ass, I knew what my father did to make money but I never know he work for Ron. I never find Ron, he find me, he knew that I not know who he was. To ever think I trust this man at one point was bizarre. If I knew, I never would've even look at this man. Mama never tell us how he die, she just say he murdered but something telling me she knew everything about his death. I closed my eyes trying to process what was happening.

"I bury you right next to him if you like. Consider it a last favor for you Bourgeois."

I opened my eyes and spit blood in his face.

"Fuck you."