Shakey POV

I had just confessed to being one of the Mack brothers, I knew I had to or I'd be dead. But you see, my two brothers, Max and Jim are the real dealers, I'm just a brother who declined their offer to help them, and they took off on their drug trade business in no time. I have no regrets, even though by now I'd be making hundreds of thousands of dollars a year. I've seen what drugs do to people, and I don't want to be the person to say, "Oh yeah, I made those drugs that almost killed that guy,". Max and Jim are both 22, Infact they're twins. But not identical, however Jim looks a lot like me, but older. He has a dark grey, almost black coat, dark brown eyes, a short nose, and a relatively round face. But his personality is cruel, unforgiving, he can be a monster sometimes. However Max, who has a white coat, but dyed tattoos over it, has a good heart buried inside him, but just was overcome by the heaps of money he knew he could make. His personality is like mine, but hidden behind years of shame, desires, and forced to be someone he is not.

Now, sitting here in this room, I know they think I'm Max because I look like him, and they must think that 'Shakey' might be Max's dealer name, but I don't know how they mistook my age, because there a 6 year difference between us.

Jose scowled at me, found a nearby old desk, and put his hands on top of it, leaning over it, his face pointed down towards the top of the desk, obviously thinking.

Tommy smiled and looked me, his crazy smile reminded me of the bad guys' leader's smile in The Purge. It was sinister and wicked, smiles should not be used in a situation of terror, which made my surroundings seem even more terrifying.

I decided to first try and explain, "Look, I have two other brothers they sell drugs not me!" I spoke as fast as I could. Jose grunted in frustration and pushed off the desk, which almost fell over, and briskly walked over to me.

"Don't try and make us look like the dumbass here. Who the fuck goes and throws their brothers under the bus to save his own ass? A pussy! That's who! So—"

"Jose, Jose," Tommy said rather calmly, still sporting his signature smile, "Why are we being so hostile to our guest? How about we hear him out...and then kill him," Tommy wickedly laughed a short laugh. Unlike most people being told they were about to be killed, I didn't freak. First of all I wasn't going to give these creeps the satisfaction of terrifying me. Second, I believed if I could make my last words count, I can spare myself.

"Look," I said more calmly and less hurried, "I have two older brothers who are 22—,"

"Yes we know, your brother Jim, and some younger brother." Tommy said, actually sounding annoyed.

"Wait, so then this guy's real name is Shakey, his Dealer's name is Max, and he has another brother who sells drugs with him who all we know is that his dealer name is Jim, but we don't know his real name. Then there's some younger brother who we don't know. But we do know that he probably doesn't even know his brothers are drug Lords," Jose said.

I was taken back by how Jose had the ability to think critically, but either way he was far from the truth. My brothers were smart, instead of most people who use fake names for their drug dealing, they used their real names, Max and Jim. However they told everybody that those names were their dealer names. That way nobody would guess that their real names were Jim and Max. It's confusing I know.

"Tommy this is too confusing lets just kill the little shit," Jose said.

"Wait," I stated rather quizzically, "So you guys snatched me from the parking lot in the dark, threw me in the back of your SUV when it was dark, pulled up to this place when it was dark, and now we are in this room which is dark,"

"What's your point?" Tommy asked lighting a cigarette.

"Turn on the lights," I said.

"Why?" Tommy asked rhetorically.

"Because you will see that my face looks far too young to be 22," I stated with a hint of triumph.

Tommy hesitated, stuck the cigarette in his mouth and blew a puff of smoke thinking. A few seconds later he signaled for one of the guys standing behind him and Jose to flick on the switch to the one over head light that hung a few feet above me.

The lights came on and I squinted as it was the first time I had seen light in a while. I saw Jose who was actually quite burly, and Tommy, who was lean and tall., both looked to be only a little older than myself. They looked at me for a while, and Tommy looked impressed, which was a rather odd expression to wear at this time.

"Well,shit..." He said. He turned to his guards and said to one, "Get me the fucker who gave me false Intel on this bastard,". The guard nodded and hurried out through the cracked door.

moments later he returned with a rather short wolf who wore glasses, and was repeating "I'm sorry" over and over again. He was thrown to his knees in front of Tommy, who asked, "Do you think this is a fucking game?" Almost chuckling as he said this.

"No sir, I'm sorry I screwed up I know! It won't happen anymore!" He pleaded.

As he was talking Jose snuck behind him, and Tommy gave him as look as if they were communicating. Jose raised the gun, which I could see was a .45 magnum, and pull the trigger, blowing the guys brains out, making a huge mess. I almost puked, but didn't. Literally the guys head was gone, only his body and limbs remained. It freaked me out that all it took to die in this place, was a look from Tommy.

The graveyard floor covered in fog, the light; it was night. Darkness creeping upon the tombstones, which were cracked and forgotten just like the bodies down below. The grass was brown and ridged, cracking as one stepped upon it. But step in the wrong place, and you too will fall into the ground. A tombstone will rise above your head, and you will be forgotten like the rest of the dead.

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