Life Of A Gangsters Step Son
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Category : Stories
Sub Category : Adventure
My name is brian. Im 31 and I can remember things I've done that I wish I could do again. I don't know about doing things different as I guess im more scared what might have been. I remember as a kid telling everyone im going to be a cop when I grow up! Wow how things can change and time past by so fast its hard to believe. Im sitting here awaiting my court date here to come in a few day with an ankle monitor on my leg. Im not trusted by the state to make it to my court date but not wanted to keep me locked up. I guess that would be far from what I thought my life would be when I was 8 years old. I remember my step dad being my father and taking care of me as I grow up. I looked up to him and wanted hom to be proud of me. See my step dad wanted good thing out of me. Pushed me to try and be better then him and do the right things. I us to sit around him growing up, hearing the stores of his life, his past, and his wrong doing. My step dad in my eyes was the coolest person I've ever seen. I remember meeting my step dad when I was 7 years old. I remember this like if it had just happened. My mom comes to me, brian would you like to meet someone very close to me today? Yeah mom that sounds like fun. Now I walk in to his house and I meet him, this is Giovanni but just call him NICO. I meet him mom that lived with him rose, and I meet a guy I believe it was Scott or something. He was an fbi agent there to look after NICO to make sure no one tryed to kill him. But I didn't know all that at the time. Nico was born in Italy and moved to new York. The life he was in was no joke. He was in with the Italian mafia. He was not one of the mafia guys but was in business with them earning money and doing his part. This was I life I never heard about as a kid. I was born in spokane Washington State. My school was small and country buy after meeting nico I started seeing him more tell he married my mom. When nico become my step dad things changed fast my mom got a new job and we moved to gilbert Arizona. The fbi didn't want him to do it as it would be un safe. When we moved he was no longer followed everywhere 24/7 by the fbi he was on his own but if he ever needed them they would be right there from one phone call. So now there I am in a new home far away from everything I know with a gangster for a father figure. I heard so many stores about hits he did men killed, places that where robbed and millions made from this. The stores I have heard are ones. Ill never forget. My life was on a path for me being a cop still not caring about lows he broke as it was ok to me cuz not even the fbi cared of what he had done. When I hit 15 I started cutting grass 10bucks a yard. I had made over a grand over a summer brake I was loving making money. When I hit 16 I told my self get a job and make more money faster. Well that was a joke. My first job was fast food I made 5.35 or 5.45 an hour my first check was 182.64 I sat there and thought how long will this take to make another 1000? To long I thought so I took the money quit my job and I got 140 worth of weed. I sold it doubled my money in just a couple day. So this time I got 280 of weed and wouldn't you know few days later I doubled my money again. My life would never be the same again. Being a cop went out tge window. Nico telling me stories about how to keep an eye out for cops or fbi ho ass to tell if anyone is following me and no one in my family had any idea I was using all this info to help me push pot on the streets. I got busted finally for the first time when I was 19. Went to court got put on probation and had to drug test and take drug classes. It sucked by time I got off I remember doing it again lol man what a fool I was growing up. The older I got tge more drugs I tryed the more ways I found to make fast money. It bet any 9-305 jobs out there but always waiting for the next day I would get busted. I have ran from the cops and got away I was wanted for a few years. I know I made some bad chooses in my life! I have been sober and doing thing the right way now for two year keeping my head up making money t ghost e right way. Im 31 im tiered of acting foolishly but when I think im f one with it all and I have nothing but great things ahead tge state pulls up a charge that happened years ago and put me back down. Slap in the face my life is different now wishing I could be a cop again wanting tg e good things in life. But this is a wake up call im an out low im nothing like the guys that are cops none of them have a gangster as a father. My life needs to change I need to know im not this guy anymore. Come tuesday ill find out where im going in this life 6/19/2017 is the first court date and 23 is what will happen to me. My choice I make now will affect me forever. I hope I make the right one this time!