Shot 1
"Reunion In A Familiar Place"
"What can I get you, Kitty? Usual?"
"Yeah, that would be great."
"One white russian, coming right up."
Sitting at the bar of the old godfather lounge, I merely glanced at all the new faces. Some I recognized from years ago while others were fresh faced rookies who had no clue what they were getting themselves into. My name is Kitty Johnson and I, believe it or not, use to be a Godmother for a very well-known mafia family. I try not to boast about it but my reputation precedes me. Every day I get offers to replace someone all for the chance to have a well-known ex godmother. I never liked the fighting aspect of it but it was definitely a great way to meet people. Most of my friends today were in my old family.
Those were good times.
Grabbing my clutch, I dug through its middle pocket for my cash. The bartender returned with my drink and as I went to place my cash on the bar, someone next to me paid him. Looking up, my face beamed with happiness.
"Justyn?! Where the hell have you been you bastard?!" I yelled while playfully pushing him. He laughed.
"Ah, y'know a little of this, a little of that…..and giving the occasional fucker a nice long dirt nap."
"Nice to see you, Mario." I teased, bringing up an old nickname for the Italian shorty. "Found your princess peach yet?"
"Shuuuut uuuuuuup!" he whined. "What about you?"
"Quite frankly that's none of your business now is it?"
"Hey, with you being single and all….."
"Don't be getting any ideas or I'll kill you." I threatened.
"Sheesh! Okay, okay, I get it. You haven't changed one bit. Crazy bitch."
I took a sip of my white russian, not realizing that some more old friends were showing up.
"Yo, Justyn, thanks for leaving us you prick! Do you know how hard it is to find you in a crowd like this!" someone yelled next to Justyn.
"Fuck you! I came to talk to the Godmother herself."
"Godmo- Kitty!?"
"Don?! And Reap- I mean James! It's been a long time!" I yelled, giving them both a friendly hug.
"Nice to see you Kitty, it has been a long time. How are you?" James asked.
"Bored….just down right bored. You?"
"Same."
"Hey, bartender, some drinks for my friends and another white russian for the lady!" Don yelled to the bartender. The bartender nodded and made our drinks.
"So, what you been up to Kitty?" Don asked.
"Nothing really. I went back to school recently. I'm graduating next spring."
"That's good. Any trouble?"
"Nothing I can't handle. Come on, you know me." I laughed.
"It's true." James added. "You know what I always use to say."
"Hell hath no fury, right?" I asked.
"And don't we know it. Remember the fight she had with Jedi's she devil Wings? Oh man!"
"Tch, that bitch had it coming! Someone had to put that whore in her place."
"Temper, temper. Meeeeeow!" Don teased.
"Shut up!" I yelled, smacking him on the shoulder.
"Can you guys believe this place is going out of business?" Justyn asked.
"I know…. So many memories in this place, I wish there was a way to keep them open."
It got quiet among all of us when trouble came.
"Hey honey, want to come sit with me? Why don't you leave these losers and come have a real good time."
"No thanks." I simply answered with the rim of my drink at my lips.
The man put his hand on my left thigh, raising his other hand for my hair. "Come on, baby. I'll show you real good time."
I smacked his right hand away from my hair and pulled the fingers of his left backward.
"I said, no. Now back off."
"Why you-"
Don, James and Justyn immediately stepped in.
"You heard the lady." Don said dryly. "Fuck off."
"Don." I simply said. He looked at me, watching me stand up from my stool.
"Kitty, let us handle it."
"It's okay. I got it."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. No worries."
He looked to the man standing there with a victorious grin.
"Well, glad to see the girl has good taste. Come here baby!"
"Oh, I didn't say I was going with you. You're a waste of my time and anyone else's for that matter."
"Quit leading me on you bitch!" he grabbed my arm, ready to pull me.
"I wouldn't do that." James chimed.
The man laughed. "Or what? You gonna do something about it?"
"Nope, but she will." Don pointed.
The man looked down and saw the smirk stretching across my face. I held my clutch out to James.
"Hold this for me, James, would 'ya?"
"Uh s-sure."
"Thanks." I thanked while cracking my knuckles.
"Nice knowing you." The bartender waved.
The bar filled with the noises of screaming and a painful crack.
"We didn't have the saying 'kitty has claws' without a reason." James added as the commotion continued.
"Hell hath no fury." Justyno and Don said in unison, wincing as they watched the chaos ensue.
Dusting my dress and blowing a bang from my face, I returned to my seat. Crossing my right leg over my left, I took another sip of my drink and sighed.
"I hate guys like that. Why can't anyone just accept a 'no'?"
"That guy will be thinking twice thanks to you, Kitty."
"We'll go give him a good beating later." Justyn added.
"Aw, it's just like the good ole days. We use to go out…." I said with my hand waving playfully.
"People would then start shit with us….." Don added.
"Then we'd beat the shit out of them….." Justyn chimed.
"And go back to what we were doing like nothing happened at all." James finished.
Justyn, James and Don continued to talk amongst one another while I delved into my thoughts….remembering the old days.
(There you guys go! The first chapter! Yay! Anyway, sorry it was so short. The next ones will be longer, I promise. Next chapter: Welcome To The Family! ^.^ Look forward to it!)