Knockaround Girl | By : MissMikaele Category: G through L > Knockaround Guys Views: 1023 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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On an empty street a woman could be seen punching and kicking the side of a worn building. She was angry and that was a sever understatement. Her father had named her Monalisa, after the painting, because he thought that she had a type of demure beauty and quite reserve, how he got that from a screaming newborn she would never know. That being said she looked nothing like the painting aside from the thick black hair that trailed down her back. The only other thing that her namesake and her had in common was the fact that they were both constantly under surveillance. But this time, like many times before, her father had gone way over the line. Regardless of what her father thought she was eighteen and in the eyes of the law a grown woman. But her father treated her like she was a child made of glass. She couldn't have a job because why would she need it? Her father was the great and powerful Teddy, the right hand man of Benny Chains, how could she possibly want a job when on any given day she had more money in her purse then most people did in the bank. What her father didn't understand is that she didn't want a job for the money, she wanted it so she could have a few hours a day where she could honestly say she was doing something productive. Other mob wife's and daughters seemed content to sit somewhere and look pretty while spending money they didn't earn, and she was sure her mother would be one of those women had she not died giving birth to her, but that just wasn't her. On more then one occasion she had asked her father if she could get into the family business, and everytime he had stared at her hard and told her on no uncertain terms was she ever to ask him that again, but she kept asking until she decided she was going to go off on her own and get a job with out his help. And that was the very reason she was beating the shit out of a building. She had finally gotten a job as a librarian, it was boring but she liked the smell of books and she liked helping people,but her fathers eyes were everywhere and good things rarely lasted and it all came crashing down around her not two months after she got the job. Her father had walked into the little library found her and dragged her out kicking in screaming. And that's when she ran off calling him every colorful word she could think of. She pictured his face and hit the building a few more times for good measure.
Tired and sore she slumped down clutching at her bloody hands as she watched a familiar Cadillac pull up. Sure as rain, everytime she ran off it was always her cousin Matty who got her and took her home, sometimes though he would take her to his cousins Scarpa's restaurant and buy her a shot to calm her down. And as it was she didn't want to go back to her house and be yelled at for her newest indiscretion, she wanted to be around Matty and Scarpa, and who knew maybe even Taylor would be there. She tilted her head up as Matty got close to her.
"You really did a number on your hands kid, if you weren't so pretty id say you were a boxer." He tenderly grabbed her by the wrists and pulled her up against him letting her rest her face against his chest, and she couldn't help but breath a sigh of relief as his spicy scent invaded her nostrils."
"I wish I was a boxer, atleast then id be having fun. And im not a kid Matty i keep telling you that."
"Your a kid to this old man, now come on, Im sure you'll feel way better about life with a glass of scotch in your hands."
"Your not old Matty, your not even thirty yet." She laughed and wrapped her arms around one of his and let him lead her to his car.
"Flattery will get you everywhere Mona." He reached over to open up her door but she stopped him and put a scabbed hand on his shoulder.
"Yeah but when will my flattery get me in your bed huh?"
"We've been over this Mona, im your cousin, your not supposed to fuck family."
"C'mon Matty its not like your my brother or nothing, Chris fooled around with his cousin at Aunt Anita's funeral."
"I might as well be your brother! I held you as a baby and helped change your diapers, hell im closer to being your father then a cousin, and enough with Scarpa because I aint him." He started to walk around to his side of the car not even opening hers for her. She huffed loudly.
"Your just like Teddy you know. He wont let me have fun either. Wont let me have a job, wont let me fuck anybody. He thinks im a little girl and so do you."
"You just turned eighteen and your going on about the things you can't do, try being my age stuck being an errand boy because your last name wont get you hired no where!" He yelled bitterly, he must have been shot down again she thought sadly. Poor Matty.
"Yeah well at least your last name gets you laid. All my last name gets me is in trouble." He still hadn't started the car so she tapped on his shoulder.
"Look at me Matty." He slowly turned towards her and scowled at her.
"You wont have sex with me because you think im ugly don't you?" She teared up a little. They were meant to be fake tears but she knew they were real. All she wanted was freedom and someone make love to her, she wanted so badly to know of the carnal pleasures the men around her always talked about.
"You know your not ugly so don't even start with that." He turned away from her.
"No Matty I asked if YOU think im ugly."
"No Mona I don't think your ugly."
"Then why Matty?! If im so pretty why am I still a virgin!" A single tear ran down her face.
"Because you haven't found the right guy yet..." She could tell she was starting to wear on him, since she was sixteen she kept telling him she wanted him but only now did it feel like she was breaking his resolve.
"Maybe your the right guy Matty, you love me and you wouldn't hurt me." She leaned over towards him and gently rested her head on his shoulder.
"I wouldn't tell... Please Matty I need you." She started rubbing his thigh and nuzzling at his neck, she smiled slightly as his breath got quicker but stopped when he snatched her hand away.
"If we do it that doesn't mean im your boyfriend do you understand? I can't marry you, we can't have children, I wont take you on dates, nothing. All we would be doing is fucking, and you can't tell anyone you got that?" She smiled wide.
"I know we can't get married and that's not what I want. I just want you." She smiled and kissed his cheek.
"So where are we going to do it? Here, your house, a motel?"
"Well. Where do you want to do it? It isn't to comfortable to have car sex."
"Your house then?"
"Fine"
"You know it wouldn't kill you to seem a little more enthusiastic." She smiled wide at him knowing she had won and she was going to get what she wanted.
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