Johnny/Peanut. Nae'ka, I'm glad you're reading this and liking it.
There was a certain line Larry Romano would not dare cross when conversing with his best friend, the fact they'd been best of friends for the past eleven years was a trifle when compared to bigger, more important issues, such as Lola Lombardi and her two-years fiasco with said best friend was one of them. Johnny would get so angry, throw fits, scream, yell, and actually get into fights with him over the dumb broad. Larry hated it but what was a best friend to do? Johnny refused to listen to reason. So, Larry kept his mouth clamped shut while Johnny wallowed in his own slef pity.
"..Ain't like I should be surprised even if I loved her, never kept her happy I guess. You know, Peanut, maybe its just how damn ugly my mug is.. yeah, that makes sense. I'm an ugly bastard and a girl like Lola, tall, shapley, perfect Lola, should never have such an ugly guy with her."
Larry would think though- Johnny couldn't stop him from thinking, You're not ugly at all Johnny, never have been. I'd do anything to watch you sleep, your face gets so relaxed, and your lips get so full and pouty- I have no idea why- and it takes all my strength not to kiss you.
"..'guess girls like men with cash better, huh? No. Maybe everyone likes someone with cash better. I couldn't buy her all the fancy things she wanted- I tried, but it was never enough. Thats a good reason to leave someone, if they don't treat you right."
Thats not true, you've neve bought me a present on my birthday and I haven't left your side even once. I don't even think you know when my birthday is Johnny, but I can forgive you for that because thats not what a real person in love cares about.
"..I'm glad you don't judge me Peanut, if y'did then we wouldn't have spoken after the first time I beat you up. I couldn't believe you came back to the clique after what I did. Did I mention I was sorry?"
Not even once, but now you did, so its okay. "Yeah, Boss, a million times" was Larry's response instead,
"..In the end I figure crying over her is a waste of time, because she's gonna come back, becuse we're in love, see? Peanut? We love each other and I know cryin' over her ain't gonna matter because tomorrow, or some day soon she's gonna be back."
You're such a liar, I hear you every night sobbing into your pillow wanting her to come back. Do you know what it feels like to hear that? No. You've got no idea. I'd do anything to take away all your pain, Johnny, you just have to let me in.
"..I hope she comes back tomorrow" Johnny's voice was muffelled by the leather of his jacket because he had his face pressed into the folds of his elbow, arm draped over his drawn up knees.
I hope she dies tomorrow Peanut bit back a chuckle at this and turned to his friend, "Don't worry Boss, I'm sure she will."