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New York Hustle // Chapter Three

A little lost I look through my room, I’m not really sure what to do next. I look through my window to the other side of the street, to the house where Hannah lives. I grab my bag, stuff a few clothes in it and close it again.

Next I hop onto my desk and open the window to climb down the fire escape, like I usually do, when I sneak of to a party.

I know she won’t be back from here date yet, so I just go to an old friend of my mom’s.

When I arrive at the Bar, I get the same confused looks i get every time I walk through the door. But I don’t really care, I never care what people of me think, they can stare all they want.

When I sit down at the bar Iris, the owner and my mother's good friend, is pouring a glass of Whiskey and hands it to an elderly man.

“Hey sweetie, how you doing.”, she asks and hands me a bottle of beer. “Don’t tell your brother.”

“Thank you.”, I say with a sigh and immediately take a sip from the cold bottle.

“Oh wow, what’s wrong with you today?”, Iris asks and start to clean the counter. A strand of her fake platinum blond hair falls into her face, she just blows it away.

“I had a fight with Forrest.”, I say and close my eyes. “Well actually, less of a fight more like me, telling him off.”

“I didn't know he was back in town.”, Iris says surprised.

“Yeah, me neither.”

“And what is the Problem? You usually want them all back here.”

“I do! And I was really happy to see him, believe me. But when he literary tells me, that he’s only here because of my school behaviour, it just changes a lot of my emotions.”, I say with a chuckle. Iris joins me.

“But honey, he only wants the best for you, don’t forget that.”, she says and walk into the storage room and comes out, with a bag of nuts, just a few seconds later.

“Yeah, I know.”, I sigh again. Iris walks away and leaves me alone with my thoughts.

“Yo McClane.?”, a male voice shout from the other side of the room. McClane? Wait I know that voice, I turn and there he is, walking toward me.

“Oh, the emperor.”, I say and smile at Nero, who is now only a few steps away from me. He laughs at the nickname.

“What are doing in a bar, I don’t believe you’re twenty one yet.”, Nero says and sits down on the Barstool next to me.

“Oh yeah and you are?”, I ask ironically. Even though he looks older than most teenagers, there is no way he’s twenty one.

“Touché.”, Nero says and laughs and there it is, the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen.

Okay I sound like a total creep, I really should get my shit together. He’s just a boy, I grew up with seven of them, I know how much they can suck.

“So what are you doing here?”, I ask him and take a sip from my bottle.

“I’m here with a few friends.”

“You mean the group of boys staring at me?”, I say and laugh. Nero turns around to look at his friends, who are now looking away like nothing happened.

“Yeah, with these Fuckers.”, he says and chuckles, after he turned around again. “So, tell me a few things about you. The universe wants us to meet apparently.”, Nero says and winks at me, like he did earlier today, and I just blush the same way.

“Well, what do you wanna know?”, I ask as I try to ignore the fact that four pretty large boys are staring at me.

“For starters, tell me why you’re here.”, Nero asks and stares into my eyes. His eyes still looks so cold and dark. Like he’s trying to hide something. The same shiver runs down my spine, and again I feel like looking away but for some reason I can’t.

“I had a fight with my brother.”, I say as I still stare into his eyes.

“Hopefully not because of me. You know because you were late or something.”, he says with a worried face.

“Oh no, different brother.”, I say with a chuckle. “But definitely the more annoying brother.”

“What did he do?”, Nero ask and raises his and slightly to order another beer.

“He came all the way from Germany to talk about my school problems.”, I say with an eye role. Nero laughs.

“So you are from Germany, huh.”, Nero asks.

“Yep.”, I say with a sigh. Nothing good comes to my mind when I think about Berlin. Even though New York is probably worse when it comes to criminality, I was way more in the whole scene then I am now. A few visions and memories come to my mind, I see bloody noses, fights and a lot of weed and other drugs.

We are both quiet for a moment. I can feel him staring at my scars again. I have a lot of scars, they’re all over my body. I’m not exactly ashamed of them, but neither do I think they’re pretty. I still try to hide them. I’ve said before, I don’t care shit what people think of me, but behind these scars is so much pain and too many memories, and it’s nobody's business what I’ve been through, so I cover them up.

I pray to god, he won’t ask any questions.

“What’s with all those scars?”, he asks carefully. Of course he’d ask questions, they always do. “You don’t have to answer, I’m just curious.”, Nero adds.

“It’s a very long story, maybe another time okay?”, I say with a small smile.

“Yeah sure, don’t worry.”, Nero says, smiles and puts his hand over mine. Slowly he rubs his thumb over the back, his eyes are always on mine.

“Dude, we don’t have much time left, come back here.”, yells one of the boys over to Nero. His hair is blond, I think he’s a little shorter than Nero, but still very tall. Nero and I break out of the trance we were in just one second ago. He removes his hand, mine feels cold now. I look at my hand, trying to figure out why this little gesture felt like so much more.

“In a minute, Fynn.”, Nero says to the blond boy, who's name must be Fynn.

“We don’t have a minute!”, says another boy from the table, with more annoyance in his voice. ,

“It’s fine Nero, just go. It is late anyway.”, I say and get up from the chair. I pull out my wallet to pay for the beer, even though Iris wouldn't mind if i left without paying. Nero raises his hand again and with the other one he pulls out his wallet too.

“I got you.”, he says as he takes out money. And I swear I didn't intend on looking, but there is a whole lot of money in that wallet. I wonder where he got it from. Probably like every kid from New York, either rich parents or drug dealing.

“You don’t have to pay.”, I try to protest.

“Just did.”, Nero says with a smile while I just roll my eyes.

“Thank you.”, I say still annoyed.

“Always.”, he says still smiling. I can’t stop it, I just have to smile too.

“Okay, I have to go. And I think you should go back to your friends too, before they murder you.”, I say and wink as i walk to the door.

“But wait, where are you going now?”, Nero asks, again with concern in his eyes.

“Sleepover at my best friends house, I think.”, I say with a shoulder shrug, hoping that Hannah is home already.

“I just talked to Lele.”, Iris says, as she walks back behind the bar. “Hannah isn’t home yet.”, she disappears into the storage room again, without knowing that she complicated my situation a little bit more. Nero looks from her over to me again.

“So no place to go, huh?”, he asks, more concerned than before.

“I’m just gonna head home.”, I lie, knowing damn well there is no way I’m gonna go back there. That’s definitely one of my bad traits, when I’m really disappointed or hurt by someone, I need space. my brothers know this by now, but even I get annoyed by it sometimes. Always leaving the house after every little fight, but I know if I stay I will say mean stuff or just go crazy. I know, if I go back now, especially after I’ve been drinking, it’s gonna end in a war. I’m just gonna pull an all nighter, staying up the whole night. Eating waffles at a shitty diner at 3 A.m. Watching the sunset. Maybe meeting some of my crackhead friends, knowing they will be up.

“Nero!”, Fynn yells again. “I swear to god, I’m losing my fucking patience.”, it’s easy to say that he’s not lying.

“Nero I’m fine, go.”, I say with the sweetest smile I have to offer. “Thank again for the beer.”, I wave as I open the door. He gives me a smile too, before the door closes fully behind me, but it’s not an honest smile. He’s not really happy that I left, but I’m not his Problem. It’s weird enough how we act around each other, like we’ve known us for years.

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