CHAPTER 17: Frankie

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Was I really hearing what I was hearing from him? HE'S a damn Mafia King, Boss, or whatever?!? This couldn't be happening or had to be a dream of some sort. 

Now, sure I was suspicious about certain things including of course what he did for a living and deep down I guess I began thinking that maybe he was in the Mafia or something but I had quickly shook that idea out of my head as I convinced myself that it was impossible he was. 

Right now we were sitting in his car and sharing an awkward yet a bit of an intense moment together with the gentle light breeze from the night air coming through the windows and in all honesty, was helping me remain calm. 

I know that a normal person who thought rationally would be thinking right now that they should scream and run away, punch or try and hurt him then try to call for help but, I have to admit that deep down inside, I for some reason, I wasn't feeling worried or scared. 

To be perfectly honest, I have never felt as safe with another person, other than my father, as I do with him. I know that he would never hurt me. However, in the back of my head, I begin wondering what I should say right now or what I should do. 

Obviously I don't condone or agree with what he does for a living and I will be Googling him tonight but then again, since he's being so honest about himself right now, maybe he wouldn't mind telling me more details about himself. Before I ask for more information though, I start wondering about that Nielsen guy because from the look on Raiden's face, the guy seemed to have upset Raiden a lot. 

"I'll be honest with you, this is all so overwhelming in a way but at the same time, I have to admit that I appreciate you telling me." I start to say. 

"Yeah but I know you don't approve or agree with this type of lifestyle and I honestly don't blame you. But, there's more to all of this and what I'm about to tell you is something I'm sure you will not approve or may actually change your mind about us." He says. 

"It gets worse?" I ask him. 

"Now..." He starts while turning to face me in his seat. "I just want to start off telling you that I have never felt this way about anybody else but you and that I had no idea until fairly recently in who you were." 

He was beginning to freak me out a bit by saying that just now and the WAY he said it. 

"Okay...." I replied getting more worried by the second. 

"Your father and I knew one another. We actually had done some business for a while until eventually, I had found out he was trying to steal from me and had randomly called out a hit on me. He wanted my position because he felt it was owed to him more than me and also to get back at my dad." He tells me. 

"Wait a minute, my father never was part of your lifestyle or had ever been part of the mafia." I tell him. 

The way he looked at me right now, I could tell in his eyes that he was being serious and seemed to also have some sympathy.

"I'm sorry. I thought he would have told you but, I guess not. I mean, I figured even maybe your family had told you." He began to mention.

"My family?! Hold up, are you telling me that the people I have grown up in calling my family, they aren't really? They too are in the mafia?" I ask with hopes that he would tell me it wasn't true but his silence. 

"Yes but they are of course all blood-related though so they really are your family, technically. Look, I know you aren't keen on this lifestyle or any of that but in all honesty, they all have tried to do good for you. Your father on the other hand, I can see that he was a good dad to you and everything and I believe he never told you all of this because of course he wanted to protect you but your dad was no saint, by far. He did worse things than I have ever done. He was a sick and twisted sadistic person that became unreliable and unstable along with growing a really bad reputation in the business." Many wanted him dead and I didn't at first. Then after putting that second hit out on me, I had to protect my family's name and the empire." He finishes telling me. 

My head is filled with so much information right now that I can't even comprehend what all I have taken in tonight. 

This all started off as a great and romantic nice dinner date to something from a mafia movie (no pun intended). And right now, I have no idea in what to say or do. I have many mixed emotions at the moment. 

Next chapter will be posted soon! :) 


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