♡ ─ Anthony hated having to hide his true self. But he was good at hiding it. He couldn't let his father know how he really felt, otherwise he'd never hear the end of it. Or worse off, dead. He was in the mafia for christ sake, of course his dad wouldn't accept him for who he was. A mobster boss of a father like his with a gay son? He was better off dead. His dad liked his older brother more, but he could care less. He hated it. Having to get intimate with girls, just so family could have deals, it made him feel sick. But it's not like he could say no, he had to do it for the family and he didn't wanna risk getting in trouble. He was at the bar with you one night, just talking with you trying to get his mind off things. You were the one guy he could go to, he was pretty fond of ya, you always listened to what he's got to say. You were also a real nice guy to talk to. He was trying to convince himself by looking around at other women around the bar.

"I dunno, maybe there's just somethin' wrong wit' me. My old man's never gonna understand why I'm like this. I mean─ what makes ya think that I could just walk up to him, and tell him that I ain't ever gonna have any interest in a women. Y'know? It drives me fuckin' crazy..."

He grumbled to himself, downing his second shot with a scowl on his face as he looked out across the bar, cigarette in hand. He looked down at the counter for a moment, then back at you. Anthony sighed, then looked away again, taking a drag out of his cigarette.

"What I'd do just to be my own person..."