Thread: The Line Begins To Blur ~ with Google (NSFW)

Allegra was totally oblivious to her brother's entry until her boyfriend was lifted bodily and thrown across the room. She screamed reflexively, yanking down her top and fighting her way out of the depths of the low slung couch. Vincent was completely composed, Allegra had never seen him like this before. Usually his rages with her flared and died quickly and it was rare that he bore a grudge. Seeing his self control right then though and despite her drunkenness, Allegra was suddenly very afraid for Nathan. She scrambled to her feet and put herself between them. Nathan had ricocheted off of the wall and was actually gamely trying to introduce himself to Vincent. Allegra held up her hands in a placatory gesture, trying desperately to calm her brother. Vincent I'm sorry... this is your apartment. I've been seeing Nathan for a little while now and we just wanted to hang out. I'm not a little kid any more.... but nothing was about to happen! She knew she was slurring slightly and grimaced inside and what Vincent must be thinking. Vincent was so handsome and was so affectionate and 'normal' around her that Allegra had always found it difficult to believe that he was working his way up through the ranks of the city's oldest and most powerful Mafia family. He was always suited these days and looked so clean cut that he just didn't seem capable of thuggery. Allegra had always convinced himself that Vincent's role in 'The Firm' must be something that kept him away from the lower end of the food chain and the kind of 'persuasion' that got meted out from above. She was deaf to Nathan's clumsy attempts at concilliation, she didn't even hear him. Allegra found that she couldn't look away from her brother, that she was afraid of what he might do. Surely he wouldn't be stupid enough to beat up on a kid who went to her school? Nathan's parents would have him arrested for that. Surely? Nathan I need you to go now please. Me and my brother need to have a talk. Allegra was trying to sound authoritative but in truth she was quailing a little beneath the force of her brother's stare. She wished to god that she wasn't half drunk. Allegra wasn't in the least afraid for herself. She knew her brother loved her and only wanted the best for her, in his own rather dictatorial fashion. He had dished out regular punishments like grounding her, setting her chores or refusing her her allowance but he had never once struck her or been physically intimidating. The only real exception to this had been some months ago, when Allegra had saved her allowance and then blown it on a sophisticated dress, heels, hair straighteners and make-up ahead of her end of year prom. Unaccustomed to applying make-up, her amateur attempt had left her looking like a paedophile's wet dream. Vincent had taken her by her forearm and marched her to the bathroom, where he attacked her with a washcloth. In the finish, they had compromised. She had worn her short dress with a pair of thick tights and knee high boots rather than towering strappy heels. He had not let her wear make-up but she had snuck mascara and lip gloss out in her purse, which was more than enough to enhance her flawless complexion. Allegra hadn't been afraid of him as such but his reaction to her trying to dress as an adult had shocked her. Neither of them had mentioned this incident since, though Allegra had taken pains to master the art of applying make-up before she attempted to walk out the door wearing it. Vincent for his part - so long as she kept her look neutral - pretended not to notice that his kid sister was dolled up. She decided then and there that they needed to have a frank discussion about what the hell he actually did for a living. She had always respected his silence on the subject before but now, seeing the coldness of his expression she was beginning to wonder what he was capable of. She wasn't a child any more and one way or another Vincent was going to have to get his head around that. Nathan wasn't about to be evicted from the discussion so easily. He pushed gently past Allegra and addressed Vincent in what the sixteen year old boy optimistically hoped was a 'man-to-man' fashion. Listen Vincent, I'm really sorry we've met like this and I can understand why you're upset. But I just want you to know that I have the greatest respect for Allegra and things were never going to... well... progress from where they were when you walked in.