goodfellas

this morning, i woke up in a full sweat (which is normal) at an ungodly hour (which is also normal), only to wake up change into a new shirt to fall asleep to a horrible dream and wake up in another full sweat 2 hours later.

i had been friends with pops since middle school.  he was the last son of 6, the most handsome and outgoing of the bunch and quite possibly the smartest.  never fully applied himself but always got by in the upper half of the group.  well natured, kind and very unlike the other family members handling the dark realm of family business.  they had high hopes for him to work his way from the underbelly of the mafia and into public office to become the 'face' of the company that would take the construction company into the public, into the government and away from the knitty gritty of mob showdowns for territory. i, as the best friend, never found the time to really branch off my own career as our friendship kindled into a joint family venture where i became a sidekick, a guardian watching over and hanging out with my buddy at all times.  i became his entourage. 

however, as the years went on, pops never became what the family wanted.  and with him becoming an alcoholic to a few mishaps, he became essentially one strike away from being tossed under by the siblings wolves.  heartless and conniving, they teamed up and sabotaged him where instead of he taking the public face, he would be handling the bottom while i would then become the face of the company which then...created a scene of me, him and the fathers bodyguard in a dungeon of rusty pipes and leaking plumbing.  his hands were tied and then they bagged his head and pops was shot 3 times and fell to the ground.  he somehow roused a gun and shot back in retaliation where i was the victim one in the knee and one in the side.  hitman fell to the ground fatally.  another came in the room, pops arouse for a quick second and fired again at me, missing hitman and shooting me.  a few moments later, a blanket was thrown over our heads and we were dragged for incineration.  right as we were awaiting the furnace, the dad sees dead bodies, and pops raises a hand to show life.

scenario backfired on the siblings as pops and i were brought back to health under the watchful care of the godfather.  i woke up and thought...

pops would then disappear and run the underground as a vigilante.  and while it would take years for pops to realize i did not betray him, we would repair our friendship while i would secretly then work with him from within the family...