The Mob

It was the 20th of march and it was Bruce's 10th birthday. He wanted to go to the carnival again, and feel like the king of the world. I wish that was true and we wern't surronded by poverty, and bruce wasn't neglected as much as he is. Bruce is a good kid and deserves to have a good childhood. My problems should never interfere with his life. Our family is so screwed up because of me. I wish I could just go back and change everything, but i cant and I need to just concentrate on the future. When we were at the carnival some Italian guy named Johnny Guliano came up to me and asked if he could talk with me for a second. Ikissed Bruce on the forehead and told jane to go take Bruce on the Tilta-world. Johnny and I went next to this trailer and it was around 8 or so. He started to ask me if I knew anything about a brief case of some sort with something very important in it. I started to tell him that i have no idea what he's talking about when all of a sudden the trailer exploded! i dove on the concrete scraping my left and right elbows. Distracted by all of the confusion, i was picked up by two large men wearing black suits and hats and thrown into the trunk of a black car. I heard the doors shut close and the car start. I was thinking to myself, i hope that Bruce and Jane are okay. We finally arrived at our destination after rolling around in the trunk for hours. Johnny opened the trunk, as i sat up, one of his hench men swung a bat into my head and was knocked out cold. I woke up in a room with taped to a seat surronded by men in black suits like the ones at the carnival. Johnny asks me if i know who they are. I respond with no but can you tell me what i did to desrve this. Johnny said we are the mob and you've stolen a brief case with 500,000 dollars cash inside. Johnny said you left us your shitty brief case with your shit stained underwear and your sweaty ass socks, now where is my FUCKING BREIF CASE! I told him once again that i dont know. I knew I couldn't tell him it was in my apartment, because then he would harm my family. Johnny got in my face and asked me if i knew where his brief case was, and if i didnt tell him he would have to hurt me and my family very badly. I spit in his face and slammed the chair leg down on his foot breaking 3 of toes. He grabbed a berretta pistol and held it to my head. He waited there for around 10 seconds breatthing extremely loudly. I told him to do it, but he would never find his precious brief case. He shot me in the foot instead, and whispered in my ear " Payback's a bitch." One of his henche men hit me in the back of the head with the butt of pistol, and once i again i layed on the floor face down unconscious.