MONEY TALKS

mother, i am trying. i cover up my bruises, i rub my scars. mother, i am trying. i scratch at my tears, i yank at my heart. mother, i am trying. i reach up to the stars, i try to pull them down. mother, i am trying. i bury my hands in the dirt, searching for something cleaner than my soul. mother, i am trying. i plead for help, i beg for mercy. i ask them to see, to please please see. there is something else, there is more to me. — but it is oh so hard to be loved (p.b) ind. priv. sel. fandomless mafia oc under heavy construction.

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puppyrogue‌:

   [Axel turned to the voice of Robert and saw him, and the tall man. He rushed over to Robert, almost running into him and taking a tight grip of his jacket.] 

  Is he okay? Is he okay?!  Rob, answer me! Is he okay?!

  [He was out of breath but spoke anyway, he needed to know. He needed to know right now.] 

[ robert looked pretty banged up himself, but he was obviously okay enough to not need to be actully admitted to the hospital...or at least that is what he shouted at the nurses about just a few hours prior. ]

he man! yeah he’s okay. we’re just waiting.... he’s okay but like he got roughed up a bit, you know? he’ll be okay. it’s sebastian, he’s tough.

[puppyrogue]

mrtinelli:

robert knew that sebastian was planning on going to see michele today, about his whole… stalker thing? but he decided to just pop by anyways. he could always just hang around there until he came back if he had missed him.  ❝ axel! ❞ robert called as he walked into the apartment.  ❝ sebastian still here? i got him a cappuccino. you can have it i guess… ❞

@puppyrogue

   “Nah, he left about ten minutes ago! Wasn’t happy!” Axel called from the living room area, where he was hanging upside down from the ceiling. He had put up a temporary trapeze swing.

   “Ew, no thanks. Why are you all trying to get me to drink that crap? Italians! That shit’s way too bitter.. it needs like, twenty teaspoons of sugar and a lot of choco-powder..   Anything new about the shit someone’s pulling at Sebby?”

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robert walked into the living room and put the drinks down on the coffee table— with coasters! god knows what sebastian would do if he didn’t use a coaster on his table.

“ah... no. not that I know of, but that’s what he’s gonna talk to michele about I guess.... what the hell are you doing?”

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robert knew that sebastian was planning on going to see michele today, about his whole... stalker thing? but he decided to just pop by anyways. he could always just hang around there until he came back if he had missed him.  ❝ axel! ❞ robert called as he walked into the apartment.  ❝ sebastian still here? i got him a cappuccino. you can have it i guess... ❞

@puppyrogue

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mamasbvy:

❝ < has he said anything? > ❞ sebastian asked his brother in italian. he hadn’t really left the house in the last few weeks. he couldn’t work, so he didn’t really have much of a reason to. however he had robert was keeping an eye on things for him. and keeping him up to date on what remo and michele were doing. he had ask rob to speak to michele for him, about his suspicions that someone had it out for him. 

❝ < um, well.... he is very busy, you know, sebby? so.... > ❞ robert tried to come up with an answer quickly. one that wouldn’t upset his brother. he knew sebastian, he knew his moods, and he had a feeling he wasn’t going to take the real news very well. truth was.... michele didn’t exactly believe him.  ❝ < he says... you’re-- he thinks you’re being paranoid. > ❞

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puppyrogue:

ofthefather:

❝…well let’s just hope he doesn’t. ❞ michele mumbled. he knew his brother was smart, smart enough not to become a rat, and he was loyal… but michele didn’t know if he could trust sebastian’s willpower. he wasn’t sure if he could handle and intensive interrogation… however it all depended on who was doing the interrogation didn’t it? and how bad they wanted that information.  

❝ considering the current events… i think the police will be putting a lot of pressure on us. that means you robert, even something small like a bar fight or drug possession will land you in hot water. you have to many strikes against your name. axel, when you can go back to your place, which i don’t think they’d be there for much longer, take robert with you. you two will have to insure they didn’t bug the apartment, understand? i’m not taking any chances. ❞

   Axel knew too, how tough it could be in there. And he just hoped that Sebastian would be okay, that no one would hurt him and that he’d come out of this safe and sound.

   He nodded, showing Michele he understood and would do as told, together with Robert. “Yeah, Okay.” The blonde replied, pinching his own arm in a nervous tick. “…Yo, he’ll be fine, right? Your lawyer is the best, right?” Axel’s worried eyes sought the brother’s and wished for some comforting words from them both, that Sebastian would come out of this mess in one piece.

❝ the lawyer is good, but it depends on so many things, axel, ❞ robert explained, trying to break the bad news in the nicest of ways. he too would prefer to imagine the best possible outcome, but in this job he has seen so many people he knew go to prison, even when they were confident, that he had learnt not to get his hopes up anymore.  ❝ we don’t know what kind of evidence they have... people could rat him out... i mean really stupid people, but still. ❞

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puppyrogue:

ofthefather:

❝ oi! roberto, chiudi la bocca. zip it, ❞ the older man order with a warning glare, before leaning back in his chair and turning his gaze to axel. ❝ there is nothing we do but wait until they post the bail. then we get him a lawyer and we do it right. we go breaking every single one of our men out of jail no one could walk around the city without raising alarms could they? we do not involve ourselves in the same messes you are your friends do. ❞ michele paused for a moment in order to light himself a cigarette.  ❝ sebasiano was arrested in your apartment and the police are probably raiding it for evidence as we speak… that’s while i had roberto tell you not to go back there. be patient. sebastiano isn’t the first of us to go to prison. ❞

  Axel wrinkled his nose and frowned at Robert, crossing his arms over his chest before turning to look at the oldest brother when he spoke. It pissed the youngest male in the room off about how calm Michele was. How he lighted up a cigarette like this was just anyone. This was Sebastian for fucks sake!

  But they knew what to do, they had done this many times, and even though Axel didn’t act like it, he trusted the man. Michele probably had this all under control. But he was still worried.

  The blonde bit the tip of his tongue and let his eyes go back and forth between the Martinelli brothers. “…They’re going to find evidence of me in there. If they run my stuff, like DNA or some shit through the database, they’ll… How do we explain that?  What if they find a way to connect him to my shit?”

robert did what he was told and shut his mouth. he wandered over to the sofa and took a seat. he wasn’t like michele, he wasn’t as good as he was at hiding his worry. he remembered many years ago when his older brother had gone to prison, he didn’t feel so concerned, he knew his brother could look out for himself. sebastian though? he wasn’t so sure. he knew his brother was smart, and he could handle a gun pretty well... but without that? in prison? he couldn’t see his uptight, germaphobe little brother doing so well in a place like that.

❝ i don’t think they’re looking for dna, ❞ robert replied, a lot quieter now, glancing toward michele for confirmation.  ❝ they’re looking for evidence to prove he is involved in illegal activity. they’ll be grilling him though, i can tell you that. they’ll be trying to get him to spill all he knows...which is a lot. ❞

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@puppyrogue && @ofthefather

"WHAT?! How– Why– ... scratch the 'why'. When?? Where is he– I'm getting him out." Axel said, clearly getting more and more stressed as the seconds passed. "Are you two just going to sit here and chew on your nails? Seriously?? You're a freaking Mafia Family!"

❝ that’s not how we do things! ❞ robert spat back, his temper already beginning to rise rapidly. he was stressing out too, though trying his best to hold it in, but it was getting a little too much for him now. and besides this was HIS little brother they were talking about and he didn’t appreciate the implication that he was just sitting around doing nothing--... even if he was....  ❝ what do you want us to do? run into a police station full of armed cops, guns blazing? great suicide mission, idiota. ❞

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The blonde rushed in without knocking and was clearly not in a good mood. "What happened? Is it Seb? I swear to your dumb ass God if–"

@puppyrogue

robert had been pacing around his living room, trying to come up with a solution to their problem, however he wasn’t having much luck. his worrying was making it very difficult to figure anything out. plus he could feel michele just staring at him which was making it worse. he was probably getting pissed off at him walking around. his brother got annoyed easily by things like that.

he spun around to face axel as he burst in. ❝ he’s not-- ....he’s been arrested. ❞ 

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mrtinelli:

[ robert noticed axel tensing up and he let out another sigh. ]

listen, axel, don’t get all caught up on this shit, okay? i know what you’re thinking. you’re getting all worried and jealous that sebastian still has feelings for avery or some shit, right? well let me just explain the whole thing with them to you. avery is a bitch and sebastian is stupid, okay? i’m pretty sure you’ve noticed he’s one of those romantic-y types and whatever. that’s all well and good but unfortunately seb saw their whole relationship as being way better than it was. he forgets about all the times he’d complain to me about her, and horrible she is and how shit she made him feel. but don’t worry, deep down in his brain he knows the truth. and one day hopefully he’ll fucking figure it out. 

   … alright. 

      She’s really beautiful, though..   I guess I’d get it if he did still… like her. But I also trust him. So..        Fuck, I’m such a child, Robert!!…    I hate being jealous. You know, I’m even jealous of his stupid dumb paper work!

   [Frowns and huffs] 

              …Sorry. This was about you.      So, you want me to talk to him? 

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I mean you’re welcome to try, [ robert replied with a shrug of his shoulders. he didn’t know if it would do much good, but maybe sebastian just needed to hear it from someone else? he at least figured it couldn’t make things worse... hopefully. ]

I guess I just needed to tell someone other than sebastian cos you know and I couldn’t tell michele because he’d be a dick about it too and claudia... eh idunno... but you know, thanks for listen and whatever.

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puppyrogue:

   [Axel formed his hands into fists and pressed his fingernails into his palms.]

   Yeah. Well..  I thought he wouldn’t be mad.. I thought he’d forgotten about her like that, since..  since he’s got me. He’s.. He’s got me. So why does it matter what she does.

   [Honestly, Axel. This isn’t healthy for you. Grow up, damn it.]

[ robert noticed axel tensing up and he let out another sigh. ]

listen, axel, don’t get all caught up on this shit, okay? i know what you’re thinking. you’re getting all worried and jealous that sebastian still has feelings for avery or some shit, right? well let me just explain the whole thing with them to you. avery is a bitch and sebastian is stupid, okay? i’m pretty sure you’ve noticed he’s one of those romantic-y types and whatever. that’s all well and good but unfortunately seb saw their whole relationship as being way better than it was. he forgets about all the times he’d complain to me about her, and horrible she is and how shit she made him feel. but don’t worry, deep down in his brain he knows the truth. and one day hopefully he’ll fucking figure it out. 

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puppyrogue:

   Well, I’m just guessing you’ve done something if he’s mad at you. 

   [Axel listened, and started to breathe slowly but heavy. Anger and fear building up in him, even though he knew it was stupid.]

   Hnh..     Right, so..   why did you tell him about that?? You always say that if you don’t tell, then you’re not lying. 

[ robert sighed. ] ah okay, sure, maybe i say that, but you can’t exactly just stand there in front of him and say nothing when he is fuming like that, now can you? besides, i was going off of your theory that he wouldn’t be upset. but you were wrong, weren’t you? 

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puppyrogue:

   ..he’s mad at you again? What did you do now? 

me? why is it always me who has to do something? yeah, yeah....[ robert paused for a moment to take a deep breath. this was going to be a long story. ] 

okay, sebastian is mad a me because the other day avery shows up at my door all like ‘ can i ask you a favor? ‘ and i was just like... ‘ i guess? ‘ you know? and she asks me if she can stay at my place! like what the fuck was i supposed to say?! so i let her, and it is super fucking awkward. like i haven’t had someone living in that house with me since my ex. like it feels weird. anyways i kind of want her to leave, but i don’t know what to do.... so i asked sebastian and he got all like confrontational and in my face like ‘ why the fuck would she be asking you? ‘ and shit like that...so i kinda had to tell him that the two of us you know... like did it and whatever and now he hates me. [ okay, now you can catch your breath. ]

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puppyrogue:

 [Text: Rob] Got it!

   [Ax grabbed his jacket and ran out, heading towards the McDonalds. It took a few minutes, but he found Robert in the end.]

   HEY MAN! what’s up?

hey, buddy. thanks for coming... i’m just trying to figure out what to do and well i can’t ask seb-- well i did ask seb but now he hates me....again.