The long table was filled with Lu’s men as they have breakfast. Different types of food filled the table but Gio choose to remain with his mac and cheese, he also asked for an apple which he placed close to him to eat later.
What a kid. You never can tell, not when the boss suddenly wants the boy to give whatever he wants except for the limited time he sees his sister.
It had been like that since he arrived and starts eating with them on the ‘big table’ as Gio calls it. Poor boy, he has never been at a big table except for the one he has at home which is not even a quarter of this one.
Gio can say he had seen the evil but handsome look man only once. Just once had he seen Lu eat with them and that day was super interesting. He wishes for that day to happen again, a day where he will get to talk to anyone anyhow and there would be fewer huge guns on the table.
Those mean faces would be filled with smiles, even when the boas never smile, he makes sure to put a smile on their faces.
“The angry boss” Gio would say.
Each meal, they must yell and say bad words but he never gets to complain. After all, it’s not the first time he is hearing adults talk about pussy and the size of dicks. Sometimes he imagine when his own would get big as they talk about and that alone made it impossible to be patient till he grows up.
‘No food remains for slaves’ as Alita use to tell him. Since he has not noticed any maid or slave around Gio would make sure to finish his food. He leaves them so he could go stay with his sister for the little time he has and play with Rocco afterward.
Trying hard to eat the remaining half part of the food on his plate, Gio groaned. His gaze followed Rocco’s hand that had snatched the salt from Cage’s grip. With a small smile on his face, Gio shrugged and continued his eating until he felt something at the back of his head.
“What’s that for?” He muttered to himself.
He is sure this is about Rocco taking the salt. Damn! That’s so annoying but he has to be a good boy. As Alita had always taught him to ignore irrelevant things, he decided to ignore but immediately after his spoon touch his lips, something or someone hit his plate and sent his food all over his body.
“You are such a pussy, Rocco” Cage yelled “Pass me the goddamm salt”
Gio looks to catch a glimpse of Rocco passing the salt to Stefano who passed it to Ugo and then to their other people.
Bunch of losers with mean faces!
“I don’t know what all these women see in you,” Cage said as he stands up to collect the salt by himself.
“That’s because you have not been fucked by me” Rocco wiggled his brows.
Ewwww! Who says that with a twelve years old kid beside him?
Gio sighed. He dropped his spoon and stood up, just as if he secretly ‘scream all eyes me’, everyone turned to him.
“What the fuck happened to you Little man,” Raul said observing Gio’s body for the first time.
Ignoring him might be trouble so Gio sluggishly rolled his eyes.
“Please leave me alone” Gio replied sadly as he took his apple from the table and put it in his pocket.
Turning towards the door, he kept turning back to see if anyone would stop him. Thankfully, no one seems to be paying attention. At least going to Lu’s room to see Alita might make him happy. Forget the hunger and his grumbling stomach, seeing Alita would surely bring that smile to his face.
“Are you going to report us to your sister?” Raul asked.
Gio paused, he didn’t want to turn back but the jeering made him turn back only for him to see all attention on him. His gaze stopped on Raul who stared straight into his eyes and scoffed.
“So you want to fucking report us to your sister?” Raul asked a bit angry this time “What do you think she is going to do to us? Beat us?”.
Gio looked at him sadly, he sniffed and cleaned the drop of tears before they rolled down his cheek. He turned to Rocco who seem to be staring at him with a mixed expression and gave a toothy grin.
“Can I go see Sorella now?” He asked Rocco.
“You don’t fucking snub me your little bag of shit,” Raul said pissed, he stood up and walked to Gio.
Gio scoffed when Raul moved closed to him, he brought out his apple from his pocket and bite into it.
“I’m not afraid of you, Raul?” Gio said unsure “I bet you will pee in your pants when my sister gets hold of you”.
Ouch! That’s too much for a kid to say.
The whole men in the room burst into laughter, including Raul, who made his sound scarier, he pulled Gio by the ear and sniffed angrily.
“Let me go,” Gio said calmly “I just want to see my sister, you bag of…. shit”.
Pissed, Raul groaned. His righthand raise harshly, not what Gio had expected as he closed his eyes immediately. He should be expecting it soon, the hard slap across his face but…
“Don’t be such a pussy!” Rocco scoffed. He raised his brows as they both turned to see Rocco feasting on his chicken wing.
“How do you love chocolate cake, Gio?” He asked.
Gio smiled from ear to ear, sure he must look like a freaking catfish. He rubbed the apple in his palms and gave a quick happy dance before giggling like a child at Christmas.
Maybe today is his Christmas after all, Or maybe one of his Christmas.
“Alita likes it too,” Gio smiled “On my birthday she made me chocolate cake, and on hers she made pancakes”.
No one asked but he will take it. Rocco smiled, he touched his thighs indicating Gio to come seat on him. Odd for a twelve years old boy to seat but he did come anyway.
“Are you sure you can carry me?” Gio asked as he walked happily towards Rocco “Alita makes sure I eat to get fat and the last time she checked my weight, I am 39 kg”
Rocco smiled, he pointed at Gio chair and stood up.
“Maybe I will have to help you clear your seat and bring the food to you”.
“No need for that” Ugo said “I am full, you can have my chair”
Gio looked at Rocco as if asking for permission to take the seat or not. In return, Rocco cleared the front of the table and pull out the chair for Gio. Immediately the boy sat down, he passed him meatballs and vegetable salad.
“Your chocolate cake is in the oven” He said “Finish your food and I promise to add ice cream”.
Sounds like a good thing.
Gio smiled, even if he didn’t want to eat but with ice cream, he was willing to eat and have the chocolate threats later with his sister.
“And that is how to treat a kid”.