Take what you’ve got and let’s go. We can’t be wasting time around here”
Whatever warm and sparkly feelings I was having at the thought of running away and
having Tony all to myself for the rest of my life vanished pretty quickly when I picked
up on the urgency in his voice again. Something wasn’t right. I made an abrupt little
quick nod of the head and ran to my room. I shut the top of the suitcase down onto
all of the clothes and random stuff piled into it, putting my weight on top to smash
it down until it latched shut again, and then lugged it into the living room where
Tony was waiting by the door with his keys in hand.
When I strode up next to him with the weight of the suitcase pulling my arm and shoulders
towards the ground he grabbed me by the chin and kissed me long and hard. Before I
had time to say anything he was ushering me out the door, and then down the stairwell
and out into the street. He threw open the trunk to his black Mercedes – the one he
had been driving when I first met him – and took my suitcase from me, hefting it up
into the trunk and laying it down on top of his that was already inside.
We hadn’t been inside the car for even five seconds when a champagne colored Cadillac
came blazing down the road and screeched to into a lopsided parking job on the other
side of the street. I was still fumbling to buckle my seatbelt. All four doors of
the Cadillac swung open and four well dressed men stepped out. All of them were carrying
a piece. I recognized Sal and Jackie, but the other two I had never met before. Their
faces were blank and solemn. They were the faces of men who were just doing their
job, just going about business. That terrified me.
Tony hadn’t bothered to fool around with the seatbelt like I had. When the Cadillac
had driven up he already had the keys in the ignition and the engine buzzing, and
when Sal and Jackie and the other two men had stepped out into the street he floored
the gas pedal and we took off like a rocket, tires squealing and all. In the rearview
mirror I could see them firing their guns wildly at us as we disappeared down the
road, and I flinched as one of the bullets pierced through the back window sending
little pieces of glasses all over the back seat, but it didn’t find the two of us
thankfully. I gripped onto the side rest of the chair until my knuckles turned white.
Tony was roaring through the city streets, taking corners at full speed like a Formula
1 driver and running red lights. He nearly took out a street sign taking one of the
turns. We just missed it, though I heard a high pitched grating sound as it scraped
along the edge of the car. When we had gotten sufficiently far away and after he had
worriedly checked the rearview mirror to make sure that no one was following us, he
began to drive a little bit more carefully, though definitely still a good bit above
the speed limit. I loosened my vice like grip on the arm rest.
“Alright, Tony… what the hell was that all about?” I asked him, now that it felt as if I was free to.
“I might have pissed off a few people.”
“What!? Tony, that was Sal and Jackie with those men shooting at us. Those are your
friends!”
“Nobody’s got friends in this business, babe. Come on, don’t be naïve. All I’ve got
is you. That’s why were going away to start fresh together.”
“But… what did you do?”
“I’ve been planning on moving away with you for a while, but I needed more cash in
the bank than I had at the moment before I felt totally comfortable with it. Well,
I stuck my hands in a few honeypots that didn’t want me there, I guess you could say.
Long story short, the timeframe on that plan’s getting pushed up.”
“Tell me about it. What about my apartment? There’s still a lot of stuff there. Tom
is there!”
“We can’t go back now. He’ll be alright, I’m sure.”
I slumped down in my chair
Whatever warm and sparkly feelings I was having at the thought of running away and
having Tony all to myself for the rest of my life vanished pretty quickly when I picked
up on the urgency in his voice again. Something wasn’t right. I made an abrupt little
quick nod of the head and ran to my room. I shut the top of the suitcase down onto
all of the clothes and random stuff piled into it, putting my weight on top to smash
it down until it latched shut again, and then lugged it into the living room where
Tony was waiting by the door with his keys in hand.
When I strode up next to him with the weight of the suitcase pulling my arm and shoulders
towards the ground he grabbed me by the chin and kissed me long and hard. Before I
had time to say anything he was ushering me out the door, and then down the stairwell
and out into the street. He threw open the trunk to his black Mercedes – the one he
had been driving when I first met him – and took my suitcase from me, hefting it up
into the trunk and laying it down on top of his that was already inside.
We hadn’t been inside the car for even five seconds when a champagne colored Cadillac
came blazing down the road and screeched to into a lopsided parking job on the other
side of the street. I was still fumbling to buckle my seatbelt. All four doors of
the Cadillac swung open and four well dressed men stepped out. All of them were carrying
a piece. I recognized Sal and Jackie, but the other two I had never met before. Their
faces were blank and solemn. They were the faces of men who were just doing their
job, just going about business. That terrified me.
Tony hadn’t bothered to fool around with the seatbelt like I had. When the Cadillac
had driven up he already had the keys in the ignition and the engine buzzing, and
when Sal and Jackie and the other two men had stepped out into the street he floored
the gas pedal and we took off like a rocket, tires squealing and all. In the rearview
mirror I could see them firing their guns wildly at us as we disappeared down the
road, and I flinched as one of the bullets pierced through the back window sending
little pieces of glasses all over the back seat, but it didn’t find the two of us
thankfully. I gripped onto the side rest of the chair until my knuckles turned white.
Tony was roaring through the city streets, taking corners at full speed like a Formula
1 driver and running red lights. He nearly took out a street sign taking one of the
turns. We just missed it, though I heard a high pitched grating sound as it scraped
along the edge of the car. When we had gotten sufficiently far away and after he had
worriedly checked the rearview mirror to make sure that no one was following us, he
began to drive a little bit more carefully, though definitely still a good bit above
the speed limit. I loosened my vice like grip on the arm rest.
“Alright, Tony… what the hell was that all about?” I asked him, now that it felt as if I was free to.
“I might have pissed off a few people.”
“What!? Tony, that was Sal and Jackie with those men shooting at us. Those are your
friends!”
“Nobody’s got friends in this business, babe. Come on, don’t be naïve. All I’ve got
is you. That’s why were going away to start fresh together.”
“But… what did you do?”
“I’ve been planning on moving away with you for a while, but I needed more cash in
the bank than I had at the moment before I felt totally comfortable with it. Well,
I stuck my hands in a few honeypots that didn’t want me there, I guess you could say.
Long story short, the timeframe on that plan’s getting pushed up.”
“Tell me about it. What about my apartment? There’s still a lot of stuff there. Tom
is there!”
“We can’t go back now. He’ll be alright, I’m sure.”
I slumped down in my chair
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