TEMPTATION [audrey]

[MARCELLUS ANTONIO CAPONE]

You’d think that over a period of time Markus would mature… but no, he never did. Sure, he was mature in his own way-- he was an intelligent fucker, but he wasn’t mentally mature. He couldn’t keep his temper under control and that’s one of the main aspects of maturity. With the being said, this will begin like all the rest.

A snarl escaped the male’s lips as he pushed the bulky guard against the wall, a knife held against the opposition’s neck. “Say it again, motherfucker!” The wiry male snapped, his face inches from the guard’s. It wasn’t very hard to piss Markus off… and you can bet your sweet ass he’d find a weapon somewhere around the asylum-- it’s not like it was very hard, after all. Markus was always prepared. Hell, if he really wanted to he could escape the asylum. It was a synch, really. He knew the whole building and the grounds it laid on like the back of his damn hand. He could easily escape through the basement… but that wasn’t his concern. He wanted to be with his girl-- and he didn’t have anything to live for outside of the gates, anyways.

The guard, who was apparently new, said nothing. The fat fuck needed to learn who he could and couldn’t fuck with in this asylum-- and Markus was one not to fuck with. “SAY IT AGAIN! I fucking DARE you!” The male hissed, pressing the knife into the guard’s neck. Blood began to seep from the male’s skin, and Markus’s eyes continued to burn with rage. See, it all started by some snotty remark. No one normally saw Markus “flip out” when he was with Audrey since he was generally in a good mood around her. Makes sense, right? Well… this guard fucked up. He didn’t know how easy it was for Markus to flip and when the man made a snotty comment about fucking Audrey after she spat out “Lucifer’s child,” Markus flipped.

It was obvious that Markus was incredibly protective over Audrey. The kid? Eh. He honestly didn’t care to much, but that’s how he was. Markus wasn’t a “kid” kinda guy… hell, Audrey was already seven months along. He didn’t know how the hell that happened- he never saw himself being a “dad.” He just wasn’t the type. Markus lacked love-- with pretty much everyone-- so this kid of his wasn’t probably going to get much affection on Markus’s part at all. It may be fucked up to someone else, but to those that actually knew Markus, it was expected. Anyways, back to the point.

Markus was a feisty fellow, which everyone knew. Not only that, but he was very strong for his size. The guy wasn’t overly tall-- about 5’11”, he wasn’t very large-- around 140 lbs, and most people thought he was lacking in the muscle region. Well, that was one thing people didn’t expect with Markus. He had done his fair share of working out and the guy actually was pretty ripped. Now he wasn’t like Frankie, but he had enough muscle on him to do some damage. Anyone that saw him without a shirt-- which wasn’t often-- knew that he had muscles. But Markus was smart. He wore big clothes so people underestimated him and didn’t know what to expect.

Frustration grew on Markus’s face as the guard continued to stay silent, quivering in his own little way. It wasn’t like being faced with a fucking psychopath would be a joyous thing, after all. His thoughts raced as he pulled the knife away from the guard’s neck. Was it over? Hah… That was funny. Markus let a devilish smirk twitch in the corner of his lip, staring the guard did in his eyes. Here comes the sadistic fucker in him… His hand thrust the knife forward and into the larger of the two’s stomach. A sadistic chuckle escaped Markus’s lips as the male yelped in pain. “Maybe that will teach you not to fuck with me or her.” Markus whispered to the male, twisting the knife before ripping it back out.

Markus stepped back and let the guard hit the floor. Was he dead? Nah. Markus wouldn’t kill someone in front of Audrey… for some reason. It was almost like he couldn’t. It was probably because he did have respect for her. The pool of crimson began taking over some space on the dirt and grass before Markus turned his gaze towards Audrey, the smirk fading into an innocent smile. “He’s still alive…” A devious grin quickly took over his lips as Markus nudged the fat fuck with his foot, listening to the male grunt and groan in pain. See, this is why Markus was in fucking isolation all the time… Oh well… He couldn’t help it.

“He fucked with you.” The male shrugged his words of justification off as he wiped the blood from the knife onto his pants, shoving the object back into his pocket. “I’m being good.” Sadly, that was true. Markus being good consisted of him not killing anyone. Stabbing? That was like foreplay. The male looked completely innocent now-- minus the blood stains on his pants. “You know I’d do anything to protect you, Gorgeous.” now with the charm. The male smiled at his counterpart and shifted his position to lean against a tree, facing her. Well… he was telling the truth. He did love the girl to death.

audrey is currently tagged in this thread. there are nine hundred two words and markus is currently wearing this. the lyrics used are from nemphatamine by cradle of filth. before i forget, i love markus's crazy ass :3

[AUDREY DULCE VOGEL]

Hormones were messing with the girl’s emotions. One minute she was furious and full of rage then a second later she was either crying or laughing. This pregnancy wasn’t acting very kindly to the female patient. Audrey was seven months along in her pregnancy and was ready to just push the little demon out already. Names had been floating around in her mind but she hasn’t come to a final decision yet. Since she found out she was pregnant she had been referring to the baby as a little demon, devil, or Lucifer’s child. Of course we can all guess why the baby was given such a rotten nickname. Audrey wasn’t the only one calling her baby a demon, just about everyone else at the asylum joined along. Surprisingly, it didn’t seem to bother her one bit. She knew that people were talking about her behind her back and frankly, she didn’t care. She was just waiting for them to say it to her face, that way she can have a reason to deal with them herself. Although when it was a male that approached her with crude comments she didn’t have to do anything. Markus’s temper generally got slightly out of control and he handled all of that. The guard before them made a sexual comment towards Audrey. Automatically her nose scrunched up in disgust as she shot the larger man a death glare. For a moment there she really wanted to severely hurt him, possibly even murder him. She also wanted to make him cry in pain and take back what he said to her. It was a sick comment. Audrey was officially going to be someone’s mother and not to mention the fact that she had gained like twenty pounds in the past seven months. She was a little rounder in her face while her feet and ankles (or cankles) were swelled up from the constant walking she did. It was either that or she was having high blood pressure, which would be reasonable since she dealt with Markus everyday. Normally Audrey was a lazy person but ever since her hormones started fucking with her she was always on the go. Usually to get away from Markus or anyone else that was irritating her.

Now there’s no doubt that she loved Markus, hell it was obvious that she had already had sex with him. He just got on her nerves a whole lot during this pregnancy and he knew it too. Any little act that he did seemed to get her in a bad mood. Though it wouldn’t be too long after that she would smile or be happy again. What just happened with the guard is a perfect example of how screwed up her emotions were. Now of course Audrey was beyond pissed at the guard for the comments he made towards her. She thought he was a vile pig and like said earlier she wanted to kill the guy herself but she also didn’t want to land in isolation. She took a deep breath as her fists clenched together. Her nails began to dig into her palms but she paid no attention to that. Instead, she watched Markus advance towards the guard and she narrowed her eyes at him. At the beginning of her pregnancy this was an odd reaction for her to make because she usually didn’t care what Markus did. Lately she was just getting upset with everything and everyone around her. Therefore it really wasn't anything that Markus was doing. Hooray for hormones and pregnancies! He just had to go ahead and shank the guy it the gut. Audrey rolled her eyes as she saw the man sink to the ground. Her irritation stayed directed towards the Italian. In a smooth manner her arms crossed themselves on top of her visible belly. ”Seriously Markus?” She said while shaking her head. Audrey knew Markus had problems with his temper and normally it wouldn’t bother her but like said her emotions have been given a mind of their own with this pregnancy. Yes, the guard was still alive but that made no difference to her. “Might as well just kill the bastard.” She muttered more to herself than anyone else.

His charm was not going to work on her at the moment. He was always calling her gorgeous or beautiful and even though it was a nice gesture it didn't help much. She felt hideous sometimes and it was hard for her to see any beauty in herself during this pregnancy but she didn’t admit that to anyone. It was a thought she kept to herself. Audrey chuckled dryly letting her arms uncross and fall at her sides as she approached her lover closely. Her right hand reached up to caress his left cheek. She smirked up at him as she brushed away strands of his hair that were blocking his eyes from her view. His bare skin was right underneath her hand and in a swift movement she pulled her hand away only to bring her palm forward with his cheek. Markus might have actually enjoyed the action but it wasn’t intended for pleasure. If questioned about any of this Audrey wouldn’t be able to provide a sufficient answer. She had no idea why she just smacked Markus across the face nor did she have any idea as to why her moods were swinging around all over the place. She was just acting in the moment I guess. ”I hope you have fun in isolation.” In an annoyed tone she spat those words out. Her voice was kept just above a whisper. Quickly, which for a pregnant woman wasn’t too quick, she turned around and started to walk away from him. She paused and her eyes darted down at the guard who lay motionless in front of her. His eyes looked up at her and she glared down at him. He tried mouthing something out but she didn’t care what he had to say. Instead of stepping over him she ruthlessly stomped her left foot onto his torso. A groan of pain was heard and she finally stepped over. ”Oh.” She began to speak up while she innocently placed her hand in front of her mouth and in a very sarcastically manner she continued on. “I’m sorry. I guess I just didn’t see you there.” She bluntly lied before turning around once again to walk away.

I'll dazzle this up when I don't feel lazy.

[MARCELLUS ANTONIO CAPONE]

If there was only one thing Markus actually strived to do everyday of his life, it would be to protect Audrey. That’s how his mindset worked. Markus hated people-- and, hell, he knew what they were capable of-- look what he’s done to people. He loved Audrey to death, shockingly, and didn’t want anything to happen to her… ever. If something did, he would kill whoever hurt her. And it wouldn’t be a fast and painless death. No… he’d make the motherfucker suffer- that was for damn sure.

Markus wasn’t really all that bad of a guy, sorta. It really depended. Markus could be the most sweet, loving guy in the world… and then he could be that son-of-a-bitch that no one wanted to fuck with. Which, more often than not, Markus was that son-of-a-bitch. Everyone knew that, though . No one really fucked with him because they’ve found out it wouldn’t work. Markus actually had avoided quite a few fights [mainly because he was tired from a fight previously]. It was a shocking thought, right? Hell, he wasn’t always in the fighting mood… it really just happened out of nowhere. And now, now that he had Audrey? She was the way to get to Markus. If someone so as much looked at her the wrong way, Markus snapped.

In Markus’s eyes, the guard deserved what he got. Then again, Markus did have a fucked up perception of life. Hell, an ex cheated on him with his best friend and he beat the guy with a fucking crowbar, and then proceeded to torture, kill, and rape his ex’s dead body. Markus? He didn’t see anything wrong with that. His idea was that if the whore didn’t fuck around on him, nothing would have happened. And the part that [I[Frankie

[/I] doesn’t get about the whole situation, is that Markus is actually one of the sweetest guys when he’s dating someone-- especially if he really cares about them. Like said, he’d fucking do anything for Audrey.

But at her words, a grin spread across the male’s lips. Here cam the bitchyness. “You want me to kill him?” The male smirked slightly, glancing at the guard before back to his pregnant girl. “I’ll fuck him up- you know that.” It wouldn’t be a fast death, either. None of Markus’s kills were. Markus liked making people suffer. It was just a weird thing that got him off. No, not actually ejaculation and the likes, he just liked having that power. The power to take a life away and make it as painful as possible… Anyways, back to the bitch.

There was one thing that Markus knew for sure, though. Audrey’s hormones were literally off the chart. They had been ever since the two found out she was pregnant. In Markus’s words, Audrey was a biiiitch. But that’s okay. See, Markus, once again, had a fucked up perception. Normally if anyone had an attitude with him, or even if any girl was a raging bitch with a tampon stuffed up her cooch, Markus wouldn’t take that shit. He’d flip the fuck out and most likely threaten the individual with some sort of sharp object he happened to find laying about. But Audrey? Shiiiit. Audrey could cause Markus the most pain possible and he would never lay a hand on her. Did everyone believe that? Fuck no. People thought Markus would snap on her-- but he did have a little self-control. Everyone was worried that Markus would beat, or even kill, Audrey… but he knew he wouldn’t. He couldn’t live with himself if he ever did.

Audrey being sweet…? This would get dangerous quickly. Markus never let his guard down-- even with Audrey. A grin spread lightly across the male’s pierced lips as the girl he literally considered his everything caressed his cheek. It seemed sweet, but Audrey had been hormonal, remember? He’d experienced something similar to this not to long ago… but hell, if it made Audrey feel better to smack the shit out of him, he’d let her. He waited for it. The girl pushed the hair aside- obviously to get a harder smack- and then a loud popping sound echoed the air.

Markus cringed slightly at the stinging sensation that roamed through his face, but couldn’t help but snicker slightly. It was expected. Did it hurt? Yeah. The girl had quite the smack on her. But, Markus was calm as ever. “Damn, baby.” He said, shaking his head slightly as he let a grin stay on his lips. “You’ve got a helluva swing.” Eh, that probably wasn’t the reaction she was looking for, but she should expect it from Markus. It was hard to actually hurt him. The guy was wiry as hell and never stopped.

However, at the girl’s words, Markus let out an aggravated sigh. Isolation. God did he hate that shit. “I’ll get out, Baby. Don’t you worry about that.” The male said, pushing himself off of the tree he originally leaned on to catch up with his girl. He went to say something else, but instead watch as Audrey stomped the guard’s torso, and Markus let out a snicker, go figure. God he loved that girl. Markus watched Audrey for a moment, yes, staring at her ass, before continuing over to her. The male quickly jogged in front of her and looked her in the eyes. “Come on, Baby. You know I won’t be in there long… An hour or two tops. I’ll talk to Frankie.” That would solve everything… really. Frankie would let Markus out. It’s happened before-- the only time Markus actually cared though was… well… since Audrey got pregnant. She’s always on the go-- and he wants to be with her so no one fucks with her.

Markus continued to look Audrey in the eyes, letting one of his hands rest on the girl’s hip. “Don’t worry about me, Baby. Okay?” He gave a soft smile, his other hand resting slightly on the girl’s baby bump. “I’m just concerned about you and the kid.” Bullshit. He only cared about her, but the kid was currently in her, so he really had no choice but to care about it too. After all, it’s health could effect Audrey’s. “I’m sorry, but I’m not going to let someone talk shit to you. Ever. And you know that.” It was true… Markus had proved that many times. If he loves something, treat it with respect or watch your ass…

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audrey is currently tagged in this thread. there are one thousand seventy-one words and markus is currently wearing this. the lyrics used are from nemphatamine by cradle of filth. before i forget, om nom nom

[AUDREY DULCE VOGEL]

Audrey wasn’t sweating the fact that Markus would be put in isolation. She was just dreading the fact that if he wasn’t around her than that means Roland or Frankie might be. It got real annoying when that happened. Before she got pregnant Audrey didn’t mind spending time with Roland. In fact, she truly loved her brother. He was one of her closest friends but for some reason she couldn’t stand him anymore. The crazy thing is that she was catching herself spending more time with Hayley when she wasn’t off busy with work. ‘Cause you know Hayley actually does her job.

Normally Hayley and Audrey were always bickering at one another. Now they were actually carrying conversations and even laughing with each other. Eh, these giddy moments weren’t going to last forever. By the time the demon made its way out it was expected that Audrey and Hayley would go back to their same old relationship. As much as non-hormonal Audrey would hate to admit she actually missed having a girl to talk to and bond with. Aside from Hayley she had two other sisters and unlike Hayley they were actually cool. Audrey had no problem talking with her other sisters. They all had awesome relationships with each other. She had no idea what happened with Hayley. It might be because Hayley is a noob that doesn’t smoke or drink and constantly acts like there’s something shoved up her ass. It’s not that Audrey didn’t like Hayley—well actually she kind of sort of didn’t like Hayley. She did love her, though. Although she would never admit that to anyone, with the way the two sisters treated each other one probably wouldn’t even guess that they were related.

That being said, Audrey didn’t want to deal with Roland at the moment. He was always teasing her and his teasing wasn’t helping the fact that she already felt like shit most of the time. Some people would say that pregnancy is a beautiful thing but to Audrey it was the complete opposite. The main problem was her hormones. They were seriously fucking her over. Audrey wasn’t exactly the nicest person to begin with and now she was an evil bitch, seriously. It wasn’t a 24/7 kind of thing, though. She did have her sweet pregnant lady moments. Although those moments didn’t last for very long.

Another problem was the weight. Over the past seven months she had gained about twenty pounds. The doctor told her it was healthy but it made her feel horrible. She tried to constantly remind herself that twenty was better than thirty or forty and it helped, slightly. Audrey found herself being much more active than usual to prevent any more weight from being gained and as said before this resulted in her cankles and swollen feet. She didn’t even notice the cankles until Roland’s bitch ass had to point them out and start laughing about it. Making references to animals and shit. Audrey smacked him across the face that day. It didn’t stop him from teasing her, though and that’s one of the reasons why she didn’t want to deal with him. This pregnancy was just making her sensitive to all his jokes. It also didn’t help that Roland’s boyfriend was with him all the damn time. Frankie was another person that Audrey couldn’t stand during her pregnancy. She made it known to Markus, not like he really cared. There was just something about Frankie that annoyed her so much. Again, she blamed it all on her hormones.

Don’t worry? Oh, Audrey wasn’t worrying. She was irritated. No idea why but she just was. The patient stayed silent not bothering to respond to him. Instead she kept walking until she was forced to stop in front of him. She stood there once again crossing her arms over her belly. Audrey knew he was looking her in the eyes but since he still had that mass of hair on his face she just eyed his face altogether with a rather cold stare. It was obvious she was not happy at the moment. Her eyes rolled almost automatically at the mention of Frankie. Yep, it was completely obvious that she didn’t even want to hear about him…. or his boyfriend.

Her eyes shot down as he placed his hand on her hip and the other on her belly and then they were up in an instant. If this wasn’t Markus you can bet that she would have already slapped those hands away from her body. Audrey wanted to laugh in his face. Instead she kept her face hard and her stare cold. She knew he didn’t give a rats ass about the baby. Apparently so did the little demon residing inside her. The baby started to kick in the direction of Markus’s hand and Audrey cracked a smile. The little monster wasn’t even out in the world yet and it was already trying to keep people away Audrey. She looked back down at her stomach and uncrossed her arms to place a hand on his. “I don’t think my little demon wants you near.” She teased with a short chuckle. She could have been wrong about that accusation but she was just playing with Markus. The baby sometimes kicked whenever Markus was around. It could have meant that Markus wasn’t wanted or that the baby actually liked Markus. It was too bad since Markus didn’t really care for the little devil. Audrey did, though. She loved the little rascal. Whenever it moved around inside her she seemed to chill out and start smiling again. One moment ago she was glaring and slapping Markus. Now she was smiling and laughing. Hormones are a bitch.

I swear I'll dazzle it up soon. xD

[MARCELLUS ANTONIO CAPONE]

Ya’ know… there was one thing about Markus that no one really knew. He kept his emotio-- take that back. Everyone knew that, but there were some emotions Markus felt that he did keep to himself. Why? Because emotions were a weakness. And as much as he loved Audrey to death, he knew he let his emotions get a hold of him… and it was a weakness-- she was a weakness. But, hell, he wouldn’t change anything for the world. Even though he acted otherwise, he wouldn’t even wish that Audrey wasn’t pregnant. Le gasp! Right? Yeah… as much as Markus acted like a bad ass about the situation, he honestly did have some feelings inside of him for the antichrist that dwelled in his girlfriend’s stomach. Would he admit it? Fuuuuck no. He didn’t want that to become another weakness. And no, he wasn’t being selfish. He knew that his weaknesses would be taken advantage of… and he didn’t want anyone messing with Audrey or that kid in her.

Frankie was, honestly, another weakness with Markus. If anyone fucked with Frankie, Markus would flip. See, Markus did really love his brother-- although he didn’t act like it. The last thing he wanted was someone to fuck with people he actually did care for. Roland? Eh. He didn’t really give a fuck about him, haha. He liked Roland as a-- dare I say it-- “friend,” but it definitely didn’t go any farther than that. He didn’t necessarily consider Roland a “brother” figure at all… although they have had their fair share of black eyes and busted lips. It seemed anytime Markus got in a fight his lip split on him… it was a biiiitch, too. That wasn’t all, though. Frankie had broken his nose a few times, as well. And Markus had returned the favor. Hell, Markus fought with any male-- whether or not he was close to them. It was just his nature. He was a violent little fucker… god help the asylum when his kid is born.

Think of it this way. You have this… kid, whatever he would be named, coming from Markus. Okay, for one, Markus is considered a serial killer. He has taken lives in a brutal, ruthless manner. Not only that, but Markus comes from a family directly linked to the mafia. In fact, Markus’s grandfather was the don of the mafia. Then you have Audrey. Now she really hadn’t done anything too bad-- compared to Markus, that is. She had nearly murdered a guy and had been in multiple fights, anger management… that sorta stuff. Her family wasn’t too fucked up. It seemed normal to Markus-- but then again look how he lived. So, in other words, this kid is coming from two individuals who have some crazy fucking anger issues. What does that mean? Well… the kid will probably come out throwing blows and sock the doctor square in his fuckin’ nose. And… well… Markus would be so proud if he did. Fucked up, but that was Markus for ya.

Markus kept a loving smile on his face even though Audrey gave him the death glare. He knew she didn’t want to be stuck with Roland or Frankie… but she’d be fine, right? “ You can always go bug your sister, Baby.” And that was so true. See, Markus knew that Hayley and Audrey had actually been getting along since the pregnancy… although Hayley absolutely fucking detested Markus (not like he gave a fuck). But hell, Markus didn’t really fancy Hayley either. He’d gotten up in that bitches face more than once-- and he had to stop himself from knocking the shit out of her for running her goddamn mouth. And Markus controlling his temper was not and easy task by far. It was very, very difficult… but he tried. He didn’t need Roland, Frankie, and Audrey up his ass. He did promise not to smack her after all…sorta.

Anyways, Markus rubbed the material of Audrey’s shirt between his thumb and middle finger, but before he could say anything, he felt the baby kick in the direction of his hand. A smirk managed to sneak itself onto Markus’s lips as he looked down at Audrey’ stomach. It was shit like that that made him happy. Like the thought that the kid could be saying “go the fuck away, Dad.” It was funny to him. Maybe this whole “father” deal wouldn’t be too bad after all… Hell, he knew Audrey loved the kid… and Markus had some moments where he did show affection-- he just couldn’t help it. Like now, for instance, the way he was looking at her stomach and just caressing her side-- it showed that he wasn’t completely honest when he said he didn’t give a fuck about the kid.

As Audrey’s hand touched his, Markus shifted his eyes to make contact with hers. As the smirk spread on her lips, Markus could only guess what was coming, and at her words, Markus let out a chuckle as well. “He can sense evil.” Markus grinned slightly, rubbing Audrey’s belly with his thumb. See, this just proved that he wasn’t a complete ass. He was joking around and whatnot with his girl. Nothin’ so bad about that, right?

The male bent down slightly, his eyes contacting with Audrey’s stomach. “Maybe you won’t be so bad after all…” Markus whispered, a grin on his lips as he let his eyes lift up to Audrey’s for a moment and the back to her stomach. “But don’t tell Mommy I said that.” And with that, he gently kissed her stomach before standing up straight again, a grin still on his lips. Before Audrey could comment, he simply shrugged his shoulders. “You know I connect easier with evil things.” The grin widened before he gave Audrey a kiss on the cheek. There went the “bad ass” I-don’t-care-about-my-kid routine.

audrey is currently tagged in this thread. there are nine hundred, seventy-eight words and markus is currently wearing this. the lyrics used are from nemphatamine by cradle of filth. before i forget, om nom nom

[AUDREY DULCE VOGEL]

That was actually a pretty good suggestion. Go bug Hayley because the eldest Vogel really enjoyed receiving random visits from her pregnant sister! Notice the sarcasm there? Audrey was like a pest to her sister and she knew it. Did she care? No not at all. “I think she's busy with work today.” A soft sigh escaped Audrey’s lips. Oh well, who was she kidding she would probably end up just sneaking into her sisters office anyways. There really wasn’t anything else better for her to do. “I went through her planner the other day. She has a shitload of useless meetings to go to.” That wasn’t the only thing Audrey did as she went through Hayley’s planner. She snickered softly to herself as she thought about the empty spaces she filled into the calendar. The pregnant girl added some events that she thought would be beneficial to her older sister. On Saturday at 11 pm Hayley was scheduled to “GO GET LAID,” on Sunday morning at 9 am she was scheduled to “WAKE N BAKE BITCH,” and on all day Tuesday was scheduled to “FUCK BITCHES, GET MONEY.” Ah yes, as said before Audrey just loved her older sister. Mainly she loved messing with the woman. Hayley took a lot of what Audrey dished up the ass, which only made it much more enjoyable on Audrey’s part. But anyways, the patient would probably find herself hanging around in Hayley’s office while she was out. Maybe write her a letter or leave random sticky notes for the doctor to find as she went about her office.

Audrey honestly didn’t know what was going to happen with this baby once it finally popped out of her. A part of her didn’t want that day to come just yet. She actually enjoyed the little things like feeling him move around inside her and talking to him late at night before she went to bed. But another side of her wanted him out already because of the physical exhaustion. Not only that, in the beginning (first trimester if you’re fancy) she was very nauseated and tired most of the time. Now she was getting these horrible mood swings and as mentioned before gaining weight like no one’s business. It seemed as if everyone told her the weight gain wasn’t bad. To Audrey it was. Say she gains an extra ten pounds before giving birth. That would mean that the total weight gain for her pregnancy would be about thirty pounds. According to the doctor, her baby isn’t expected to weigh more than nine or ten pounds. So she’ll definitely be stuck with some baby fat after birth. Not to mention the fuck that she’ll still remain bloated until her stomach goes down. Audrey was just hoping that most of the weight would go with the fluids and baby.

The patient nodded teasingly at the male in front of her as her smirk grew into a smile. She watched him closely as he rubbed her belly. It was obvious that Audrey wasn’t your average jolly pregnant lady. Instead, she was moody and despised when people came up to touch her belly. Luckily, it wasn’t very many since she was in an asylum. She didn’t even know why she didn’t like people touching her belly. It was just rude to her. With Audrey you could either look and don’t touch or touch and get knocked the fuck out. There was a very few amount of people that she allowed rubbing her belly. Markus, if that wasn’t obvious enough for you, being the main person and Hayley- you know when she wasn’t being such a bitch with a stick shoved up her ass. That was another surprise since usually the only time Audrey and Hayley ever made physical contact was when they were fighting with each other. Though, those fights were never anything too serious.

Audrey watched Markus as he bent down and her smile grew even wider. She didn’t know what he was doing exactly. Was he actually making contact with the baby? Or was he just doing it all to make her happy? For the sake of Audrey’s emotions and to diffuse any confusion let’s just go with the former. At his whispered words Audrey felt one of her eyebrows prop up almost instantly. This was definitely not a side of Markus that anyone saw, including herself. It was all very much a shocker to the girl. Mommy. That name made her stomach feel all fluttery on the inside. Never did Audrey think to be a mother so soon in her life. Hell, she never even expected to be admitted into an asylum either.

Still slightly shocked, Audrey was looking for the correct words to say. She was about to open her mouth to omit a simple “wow” but Markus beat her to the punch. She laughed and shook her head at his statement. “Oh? So he’s evil now?” She questioned referring to her baby and rolled her eyes playfully. “My baby is not evil.” Audrey added with a small shrug of her own, “Not yet of course.” Her eyes drifted down to her belly as she rubbed it softly. “At least let him make a grand debut first. I'm sure he’s bound to fuck some shit up within the first few months.” It was true. Audrey wasn’t expecting some angelic child from her womb. In fact, she expected far from it. You know since she had her own problems with anger and Markus…. Well, everyone who has ever come in contact with the high risk patient knew how bad of a temper he had.

Eh fuck it. I'll just leave it like this.

[MARCELLUS ANTONIO CAPONE]

Hayley seemed to be the alternative to most situations that involved Audrey at the moment. If she was mad, sad, in pain, or just bored, Hayley was always the victim of Audrey’s emotions. Markus really didn’t think that Hayley minded the issue, then again, there was really no sure way of telling with Hayley. The girl was possibly the biggest bitch Markus new. She was snobby, stuck-up, a “goody-goody,” and god damn was she annoying. Markus honestly just couldn’t stand her-- and Audrey knew that… as did almost everyone else. Her personality just got under his skin like no end… but he assumed she didn’t only have that reaction with him. He’d overheard quite a few people bitching about her. Sure the girl had looks, but god damn her personality. It killed everything for her… no wonder why she couldn’t keep a guy.

And with that being said, Markus grinned hearing Audrey. “I‘m sure you did something to her planner, though.” the male snickered, shaking his head slightly. He was almost positive she but something in there about drugs and sex. Hey, he enjoyed the idea. Hayley needed to get laid-- maybe then she wouldn’t be such a bitch. But, Markus didn’t see that happening. Saying Hayley wouldn’t be a bitch is like saying Markus wouldn’t be an asshole to Kenny. It just wouldn’t happen… ever. He’d fucking shoot himself before he had to be nice to that motherfucker. They just couldn’t fucking stand each other-- and everyone knew that. Especially after all the fights they’ve been in over the years. And it was the physical kind… and not like when Markus fought Frankie and “held back,” Markus went full blown with Kenny. He wanted to fucking slaughter him to no end-- but somehow Frankie and Roland always interfered… maybe one day…

His mind snapped out of the daze as he shifted his attention back to Audrey. “Ya’ know, if she got laid she probably wouldn’t be such a raging bitch that was on the rag twenty-four seven.” Funny thing is, he said that to Hayley’s face on numerous occasions, except he said something along the lines of her “bleeding out of her fucking loose cunt.” Ahhh yes. Markus… what a gentleman. But wasn’t he supposed to be a dick? After all, he hated people and Hayley was a person… one that he didn’t particularly care for but had to deal with for Audrey’s sake. He didn’t care what anyone said, if he did that for her, he was a damned good boyfriend. Sure, he had his verbal spouts with Hayley, but he’d never smacked her or anything-- no matter how badly he had wanted to on several occasions.

Markus honestly couldn’t even believe how he was acting. It was rather unusual, that’s for sure. He normally wasn’t ever he “sweet” guy-- and he really had never even acted like he had just done. Normally Markus had nothing to do with the kid. He showed hatred to all signs of it, other than the fact that Audrey was carrying him. He really didn’t know what came over him… what compelled him to do the actions he had just done. It was obvious Audrey was shocked. Hell, he was even a little shocked, but he didn’t show it at all. He just acted completely natural, as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened.

Markus went to speak about the “not evil” comment, but as soon as Audrey said “not yet,” Markus snickered. “He will be… I mean, baby, look who his sperm donor is.” The male chuckled at his choice of words, and shrugged his shoulders. He just didn’t feel comfortable saying “Dad” or “Father”… that sounded so odd to him. He wasn’t ready to be in the position he was in, and in fact, he doubted he ever would be… Dad and Father just brought about new emotions Markus really didn’t want to deal with. It was a new responsibility he’d have to uphold and he was, honestly, a little worried. And Markus never worried. He just didn’t know what to expect. It was a …scary thought. Audrey was going to have a baby, and he knew that he couldn’t push the kid off forever… although they wouldn’t really “keep” the kid, they would still see him almost every day… and Markus wasn’t going to let Audrey go into this as a “single parent” type of feeling. He was going to be there and he was going to try his damnest to make her and the kid happy… no matter what anyone else thought or no matter what Markus said.

“Capones are legendary for their tempers… so I’m sure he’ll be fun to deal with.” The male grinned slightly, wrapping his arms gently around Audrey’s waist. “Just imagine… me as a baby. The little hellion I was… shiiiit. We’ll be lucky if he doesn’t come out with horns and a fuckin’ tail.” Yeaahhh. Markus was still on that son of Lucifer drag. “You’re probably birthing the anti-christ, you know that, right?” A shitty grin played on Markus’s lips as he kissed Audrey’s nose with a chuckle.
After a moment of thinking, Markus looked at Audrey’s stomach before lifting his eyes to her. “So… what are we naming the little shit?” His brow rose as he waited on his lover to respond, his hands running gently over her back.

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[AUDREY DULCE VOGEL]

Her head nodded at his assumption. Audrey knew that Hayley wasn’t going to appreciate her snooping through her planner but quite frankly, Audrey didn’t care. The doctor might even try to keep all of her personal property out of her sister’s reach but Audrey would find a way to get to it. “Of course, what kinda sister would I be if I didn’t remind her to fuck dem bitches and get some money.” The girl smiled angelically. Yes, she did pronounce the word them as dem. It was her gangsta-ness slipping through. Some people may or may not know this but Audrey used to be all chola and gangsta when she was younger. Her junior high days. Though, she wasn't one of those girls who shaved their eyebrows entirely off. Hers were just way too thin, keeping it classy, haha. She can’t even look back at pictures from those days without cringing. The fashion was just plain terrible and the diction was horrid. The only real cool element from those days was the music. It was a good thing she moved away from east LA when she was a freshman in high school. Who knows what kind of places she would have ended up in…. Well, maybe not an asylum.

It was probably bad for Audrey’s reaction to be a grin at Markus’s suggestion but she didn’t care, she smiled anyways. Sex wasn’t the trick to getting Hayley to calm down. That was just the way her sister was. Not really a way to change that. Though, it was nice to dream and think of ways to de-bitch the eldest Vogel. “That’s exactly what I tell her every day.” It was true. That was something that Audrey mentioned to Hayley on a daily basis. “I doubt it though.” Yes, she did doubt it. She wasn’t necessarily raised with Hayley, and Audrey thanks every higher power for that each day, but that didn’t mean she didn’t know her sister. And for as long as Audrey has known Hayley, she has been the way she is today: a total bitch. It was probably a family trait, inherited mostly amongst the females. Audrey was a bitch and Markus knew that for sure, Laura had her own issues that didn't make her easiest person to get along with, and while Desi was the friendliest out of the four she also had her snappy moments. “It’s worth a shot but that bitch needs a GOOD fucking lay.” Possibly, who knows exactly? Maybe it wasn’t just sex that would do the trick. Maybe the doctor needed a real good fucking lay.

It wasn’t just the fact that Markus was acting like a complete pansy sweet with this child. It was the fact that he was acting completely natural about the whole situation that took Audrey by surprise. He wasn't even acknowledging his own actions. Audrey didn’t know what to think about this anymore. Was he serious? Because she felt pretty mind fucked at the moment. What if he did care about the baby? Well damn, Audrey wouldn’t know what to do. Obviously she wouldn’t mind, she might actually enjoy the idea. Though, she wasn’t going to put any more emphasis on the topic. She’d rather not stress over the moment at hand. Instead, she was distracted by Markus’s word choice. Did he really just refer to himself as a sperm donor? Uhhhh okay. Audrey rolled her eyes at his words. She wasn’t going to give him any trouble for it. He probably wasn’t comfortable with the term “father” or “dad”…. or even “pa”, haha, ‘cause you know babies generally say that before the former. “Fine as hell sperm donor.” Audrey managed to chuckle and then smirked up at Markus.

Oh man, here comes the change of mood. That was the problem that Audrey was having trouble with. It was hard for her to accept that someone else was going to have to care for the kid. It wasn't sitting well with her. In fact, she despised the idea so much. Though, she also didn't want to be selfish and deprive the kid of a good home. Still she wanted to be the one getting no sleep at night because of a crying baby. The bags and exhaustion wasn’t important to her. She wanted to teach him how to talk and walk. Hell, she even wanted to teach him how to be nice and respectful. And let's not forget she also wanted to teach him how to defend himself. There was no way she was going to allow her kid to grow up and be a coward. Audrey wanted to make sure that he knew how to stand up for himself. Though, she knew that the chances of any of that happening were slim to none and it was ripping her apart.

Another problem was that she wasn’t telling anyone. It wasn’t good to have these emotions bottled up but she didn’t feel like sharing them with anyone else. Most importantly she didn’t want anyone’s help. Like now, she wasn’t very happy about thinking of dealing with her evil child but she tried her best to conceal it behind a forced smile. It wasn’t a jolly grin but it’ll do. She even managed out another chuckle as Markus mentioned the baby having horns and a tail. Everyone made those kinds of references to her baby spawn. The fake smile faltered slightly and she felt a tear produce in the corner of her eye. Before it slid down her cheek she reached up and wiped it away from under her eye. She ignored it and continued to answer Markus. “Yeah, I feel like the next Rosemary.” She teased with a dry chuckle.

That last question sure did catch her off guard. Now Audrey had been thinking of names. It was rare that she ever mentioned any of the plans for the baby with Markus. She just assumed he didn’t care. Now he was asking about what they were planning to name the little demon. Her eyes gazed away from his as she thought for a moment. The majority of her planning had been done with Hayley. Now we all know that Audrey is always complaining about her older sister but honestly, she loved the woman. No matter how much of a pain in the ass she was to everyone around her. Now she knew that Markus and Hayley didn’t get along at all. So how was she supposed to tell him that she had been picking names with her sister? Eh, well she was a straight forward person. Why stop now? “Well, Hayley and I….” The pause was probably unnecessary but Audrey was just trying to think of an answer in her head. At the moment the girl couldn’t even recollect any of the names that she had liked for her son.

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[MARCELLUS ANTONIO CAPONE]

As his girlfriend spoke, Markus rose a brow- not like it could be seen- and shook his head. A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he smiled towards the female. “Fuck dem bitches?” He questioned, putting emphasis on “dem.” He couldn’t tell if she was fucking around of if that actually just slipped out of her gorgeous little lips. Maybe she was just hanging around… uh… Wikkid too much or something- wasn’t that his name? Eh, the guy that talked like that- worked in the lunchroom… Markus honestly didn’t give a fuck what his name was, he was just trying to make a point. He didn’t care for the guy, but then again, who did Markus like? Not many people, eh?

At Audrey’s words, Markus nodded his head in agreement. “I think she was just born a bitch- having sex probably wouldn’t help her stuck-up little ass at all. She’d probably still be the same old bitchy Hayley that everyone just fucking adores.” He put emphasis on adores, obviously proving that he was being sarcastic. After all, who did like Hayley? He sure as hell didn’t know anyone that did. She was just a bitch, straight up. Markus would probably admire her attitude if she wasn’t so fucking stuck up and annoying. She just nagged and nagged and nagged about every fucking thing. It got old fast. “Baby, I don’t know how the fuck you put up with her.” That was damn straight. Markus would have already killed the bitch, or threatened her, by now. But Audrey was actually just hanging out with her- he just didn’t understand.

“A good fucking lay, hell. We need to throw her ass in a fucking orgy like they had back in the 60s. Maybe she’d like it- who knows, your sister could be kinky.” Markus snickered at the thought, but if only he really knew! He didn’t want to know, though. That was just an image he didn’t want. She wasn’t ugly or anything, but her personality made her fucking hideous to Markus- not to mention that Hayley wasn’t his girlfriend… that also was a big factor. If Markus wasn’t actually dating a girl, he had no attraction to her whatsoever- no matter he “gorgeous” she was to everyone else. It was strange, but he enjoyed it. After all, why would he want to find other girls hot when he had a grade A girl already?

Markus was never really the caring type- especially with kids. He was just getting a weird feeling lately. He assumed that the only reason he’d have any feelings for the kid whatsoever is because it was Audrey’s kid. After all, he loved Audrey to death, and generally he’d love anything that came from her… A kid, though? Eh. It was a subject he really didn’t want to think about. He’d have to see what happened when this kid popped out. He wouldn’t be sweet like this forever, though. No, that would end soon. He was just trying to generally make Audrey happy- he hated seeing her upset, after all. And this whole pregnancy issue had her hormones raging- off the fucking charts. One minute she was happy-go-lucky, the next minute she wanted to rip someone’s fucking throat out… it was actually a turn-on. He loved a feisty girl, what could he say?

“Well that’s what I am. A sperm donor.” The male grinned down at Audrey after her words, chuckling softly. “You contribute your beauty quicker than I contribute anything. All I did was throw some Italian kid in you.” He smirked and kiss Audrey on the forehead. It was true. In his opinion he just aided her in getting pregnant. He really didn’t want anything to do with the kid, mainly because of the fear of attachment. Why? Because everyone already knew how attached Markus was to Audrey. So what happens if he gets attached to a kid? That’s just another weakness on his list and something else his enemies, so pretty much everyone, could use against him. He didn’t want that. Markus didn’t ever want to show weakness in any way- but he did with Audrey. He was only human, after all… despite popular beliefs.

And another mood snap. A frown took over Markus’s lips as he noticed Audrey tear up and immediately he wrapped his arms around her. “Please don’t cry, Baby… You know I’m just joking around. I just want you to be happy.” Markus kissed the top of Audrey’s head and let his eyes connect with hers, “Stop it. Don’t let this get to you… Our kid’s going to be fucking perfect, alright?” Our kid. That had to be a first. Normally he just referred to the baby as Audrey’s… or simply “the baby.” We can just say that one slipped out- and he was simply ignoring it at the moment. He didn’t want to acknowledge anything he said that was sweet- it just wasn’t Marcellus Capone. He wasn’t like this… well, for anyone but his girl, at least.

Markus groaned as Audrey mentioned the bitch’s name… Hayley. “Whyyyy.” He groaned playfully once again before giving a dramatic sigh, glancing down at Audrey. After all, she would get the majority decision- mothers always did. She carried the kid for nine months, and he respected that. Even if they didn’t agree on a name he’d be fine with her naming it whatever she wanted… as long as it was semi-reasonable. “What name’s have you came up with?” He sighed, getting ready for the worst. He knew how Hayley was, and he was certain they had quite a fucking list of joyous names that Markus would just fucking love.

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[AUDREY DULCE VOGEL]

Honestly, Audrey had paid no attention to the pronunciation of the word them. Like said, it just slipped through. She would have just shrugged it off but Markus emphasized the word. The pregnant girl looked up at the male and laughed lightly at the way he pronounced the word. She knew that behind that mass of hair he was probably raising an eyebrow and giving her an odd look of some sort. Eh, she didn’t care. It’s not like she spoke that way every damn day. “An' makin’ my mon-ay!” She brought her right hand up near her chest and rubbed her fingers together as she emphasized money. Markus already pointed out her previous slip, so why not further exaggerate the pronunciation. This was definitely a side of Audrey that no one but her family and very close friends saw. See, she wasn’t a complete bitch. The girl had her dork moments. Soon enough her face was serious again as she stared up at her counterpart. “I’m sorry, did you want that in a more formal manner?” Here she goes. “I told her to disregard them bitches and acquire more currency.” Now the girl was just being sarcastic, which was nothing new.

Hayley was Audrey’s eldest sister and she loved her because of that but the female could not help but grin at his words. Audrey didn’t blame her sister for being the way she is, though. No, no she blamed her mother for that. Mama Vogel was a super bitch herself, surprise right? Though, she wasn’t as bad as Hayley with all the nagging. Instead, she was a rather picky person. Also, their mother was quite the material girl… Hayley and Roland had to get their love for fashion somewhere, right? Audrey didn’t care too much about fashion. All that mattered was that the clothing matched and looked good on her. All that designer brand stuff was bullshit to her. Speaking of Hayley, that was a really great question. How did Audrey put up with her sister? Surely there had been times where Audrey just wanted to mutilate the doctor but she never did. “I guess that makes me a fucking saint, huh?” It went both ways. Audrey knew she irritated the hell out of Hayley. A majority of the time it’s intentional too. But it always worked out in the end. You know when they both started throwing hits at each other and what not. Ah, those were the family bonding times that Audrey looked forward to the most.

Oh, Hayley a kinky girl? As much as Audrey did not want to picture that image in her mind she knew it could possibly be true. It wouldn’t surprise her. She had a feeling her sister was into all that kinky foreplay shit. Hayley would never admit to her. No matter how many times Audrey teased her about sex, vibrators, and getting laid. And even if she did share that information with Audrey it wouldn’t reach Markus. That was a little too much information to gossip about. Besides, it’s not like Markus cared to hear what went on in the Hayley’s bedroom..... She didn’t think anyone would care, actually. “She is…. She’s my kinky bitch.” This was the way Audrey talked about her sister. It was even the way she talked to her sister, which is probably why Hayley got so annoyed with her. Audrey was just too raunchy with her sisters but she loved making them feel uncomfortable.

Okay now Audrey felt like she had to roll her eyes, playfully of course. It was just such a Markus thing to say…… Calling himself the sperm donor and whatnot. A small smile formed on her peachy lips as he kissed her forehead and she began to think of what this kid was even going to look like. There were so many possibilities. “I hope so.” Audrey generally wasn’t a person full of conceit but she didn’t mind if the kid had some of her traits. Mainly, she just hoped the little rascal didn’t come out looking and acting like Hayley. Damn, that would be a fucking buzzkill. Or even Frankie, since you know that is Markus’s brother. If her son came out resembling anything about Frankie, looks or personality, Audrey wouldn’t be too happy. Frankie wasn’t exactly the model type for her baby. Yes, he was good looking but fuck, he also managed to get on her last nerve.

Crying out in public was the last thing she had on list of things to do. Audrey didn’t mean to tear up. It was these damn hormones. She couldn’t really pinpoint the reason why she actually feeling like this. It actually felt good to be held by someone. The majority of her time was spent with Hayley and Markus. Now we have already established that the two sisters had been getting along but that didn’t mean they were acting like best friends or anything. So when she just wanted a hug she never went to Hayley, sometimes she went to Rollie but that wasn’t going to happen anytime soon. Audrey’s head nodded at his response, she didn’t want to speak up because she thought it might trigger more tears. That was definitely something she did not want. She was a person who saved that kind of emotional crap for a pillow, right before bed. Sometimes it just got too hard to control. It wasn’t anything too serious. The female’s eyes gazed up at the patient in front of her and that’s when the fetus decided to move around some more. Another problem was that whenever she got too close to someone or if anyone touched her belly the baby would start to kick around. Now either he just was calling for attention or the little prick was already over protective with his mother. Who knows. Audrey lightened up with a chuckle as her attention focused back down on her stomach. "Do you mind, sir?” Her voice was kept just above a whisper as she spoke playfully down to her little spawn.

Audrey watched Markus’s reaction with a small smile on her lips. She never exactly said that Hayley had helped her picked any names out. The two just got together and talked about names. Now Audrey had never been good at naming things, so she had no idea what she was going to name this demon. It wasn’t like naming a dog. She couldn’t just give him a name like Spot. No, she had to put some serious thought into this. It had to be something she was comfortable yelling out whenever he was in trouble, haha. Audrey didn’t want to tell him the names she had gone through, a lot of them were really out there. And others had the oddest reasons to them. “Um… Well, I suggested Cesar. Y’know like Cesar Chavez the civil rights activist and Diego, like Diego Rivera. Or Caesar… C-A-E-..... after Julius…. Not the salad.” Sounded pretty normal right? Ah, well it gets better. “And Ramon Luis…. Because I had the hugest crush on Daddy Yankee when I was in high school.” The girl admitted with a soft chuckle. This was true, she had a little fan girl crush on the artist when she was younger. But she didn’t want him to think that she was just going for Latino based names. Not like he would really care in the end. “Cruz ‘cause that’s my favorite character from the movie Blood In, Blood Out… Or James, after Jimmy Durante, that comedian.” The Great Durante was Italian, right? Oh well, Audrey likes the name James anyway. “Oh and Alfredo…. Y’know like the pasta.” Oh yes, she really just said that. Audrey had actually been keeping count of the names with her fingers. Currently seven of them were folded out of the palms of her hands. “Mario and Luigi…. The Italian brothers.” Yes, the Super Mario Bros. Her voice trailed off as she thought of some more names. Audrey didn’t know anything about Italy. Hell, she grew up in East L.A. Italy was the last country on her mind. “Flavio…… I just like that name. I told Hayley we can name him Jorge and nickname him Jor but she wasn’t a big fan of that. There was also Aaron, David, Carlos, Steven, Joseph, Michael, Jesus….” She muttered the last name in a hushed voice knowing that Markus would despise it. But hey, it was just a suggestion. No decision had been made yet. Honestly, Audrey didn’t even think about the name religiously. She just liked the replacement of the J sound with an H. And Audrey was actually being serious about this whole thing. You can’t blame her for the ridiculousness, though. She was pregnant. She wasn’t exactly herself at the moment.

I forgot the names I had planned for her to say. I knew I should have got it down while it was still fresh in my mind. ><

[MARCELLUS ANTONIO CAPONE]

The male, who everyone was so used to being pissy, let a chuckle escape his lips as he shook his head playfully. “You’re such a fucking dork.” He grinned towards the female and kissed her forehead. He was just being honest… and Audrey was a dork, after all… so it’s not like he was lying, right? He loved his girl though… dork and all. She was a feisty little bitch, and that’s what had originally turned him on to her. He’d met several people that wanted to “befriend” him, which obviously didn’t happen, but Audrey really was the only one that got to him… that he actually fell for. That was a good thing, too. He remember first meeting her. He was a fucking dick, but it worked out in the end, did it not? “And actually, the formal manner would be ‘disregard those bitches,’ if I’m not mistaken.” A smart ass? Oh that was on of Markus’s favorite traits about himself. Hell, he was a smart fucker, though… people just disregarded him as a dumbass… that’s just what he wanted, too. If they didn’t expect it, he could always make their plans backfire and get them where it hurts.

Markus really didn’t want to think about what “toys” Hayley had in her bedroom. Her sexual life was the last damn thing on his mind. She was repulsive to him, as was every other female that wasn’t Audrey… he had that going for him, though. He, for some reason, could easily ignore the girls that most found attractive. They were the last things from his mind. Yeah, Markus only had eyes for one- Audrey Vogel. She was the only girl he actually put up with. It was obvious that the guy loved her. After all, why would he put up with her shit if he didn’t have feelings for her? Yeah, he’d do whatever it took to make Audrey happy- even if it put himself in harm’s way. Many saw it as a pansy thing, since Markus was such a “bad ass,” but their opinions didn’t bother him- they never did. He was doing whatever it took to make his girl happy… that’s something Markus did always do, despite the popular belief. Markus wasn’t a woman-abusing asshole, no, he treated his girls with the respect they deserved- and that was obvious in Audrey’s case. He would do anything to see her smile.

But, at the moment, Audrey was doing anything but smiling. Out of nowhere she was crying. It was her hormones, because Audrey wasn’t one to cry. Markus hated seeing her upset… he really did. The guy had a heart, ya know. He wasn’t a complete and total dick… not with Audrey, at least. Normally crying and someone else’s pain brought him pleasure, but not in this case. In fact, Audrey was the only one that Markus wasn’t like that with. He’d tell his own brother to grow a pair… but Audrey? Shiiit. He’d so everything in his power just to make her smile again. “Don’t let this all get to you. Fuck what everyone else thinks. What you think is all that matters.” He tucked a strand of hair behind the girl’s ear and let his eyes gaze into hers, getting about level with her. “You got that? You’re the only one that matters, Audrey. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.” To Marky, that was all true. She really was the only one that mattered to him… “Fuck what I say, I don’t matter- you do. Don’t take me seriously, Baby girl.” That was a first. Markus never told anyone to ignore what he said… ever. Yet, her he was, telling Audrey that he was basically pointless- that everything he said didn’t matter.

As the frown faded and the smile came over Audrey’s lips, a soft sigh escaped Markus’s. He was glad that was over with. He hated her being upset. When she smiled, he did as well, glancing down to her stomach. “Little shit.” The male mumbled, putting his hand gently on Audrey’s stomach. The baby thrashed about inside her, and honestly, Markus couldn’t help but smile. He would love the kid, he wouldn’t admit it, but he would love him… The reason he wouldn’t admit it? Like stated before, that was just another weakness. He had too many of those, as it was. People had already threatened Audrey’s life around him- of course one didn’t even get to finish his statement before he had a broken jaw, but that wasn’t something Markus played around with. He wouldn’t let anyone get to Audrey- she was his number one weakness… and that wasn’t going to be taken advantage of. He protected that girl with every ounce of his being. She was his, and that’s how it was going to stay. Now he wasn’t claiming her as property, but that’s just how he looked at the matter. She was his, the kid was his, Frankie was his- his brother, none-the-less… it was his. He took care of what he had, and that was all that mattered.

Anyways, now Markus was wondering why the fuck he asked what names Audrey had in mind. She was just rambling, now. The male shook his head to himself, his arms crossing over his chest as the girl talked and talked and talked. Cesar? Oh god… this wasn’t going to get any better, was it? “Fuck Caesar. Let’s name him Brutus- after the fucker that killed Caesar.” A devilish grin spread across the male’s lips at his own words. What else would she expect? Of course he wanted his son to be named after a murderer… this was Markus Capone we were speaking of, after all. Confirmed serial killer… A comedian? God this girl had some funky names… “Cruz isn’t bad.” Markus admitted, shrugging his shoulders. Maybe he wouldn’t be so picky after all, eh? Then again… he still preferred the name Lucifer, of course. The name’s weren’t too terrible… until she said Mario and Luigi. The male simply face palmed at those two names, shaking his head as a chuckle escaped his lips. God this was troublesome. She obviously knew nothing of Italian heritage. And then Jor- or Whore, at that, came about. That honestly made Markus laugh a little, it was a fun thought. But as she sputtered off the last few names, Markus snapped at attention. “Fuck that, no to Jesus. I’d rather name the kid Mario than that shit.” It was the spelling, he wasn’t naming his kid anything similar to Jesus, but that was just him… Audrey did have the final say on the matter, after all.

Now it was Markus’s turn… “What about Benito.” Of course he wasn’t going to give the origin of the name, well, the origin in his mind- Benito Mussolini. After all, the names he suggested always had some malicious intent behind them. “Caile, Scipio, Lucius, Titus, Sigismondo, Bartolomeo, Vanzetti.” Yes, most of those names were of conquerors or other political/military leaders in Rome. The inspirations? Caile Vipanas, Scipio Africanus, Lucius Cornelius Scipio Barbatus, Titus Quinctius Flamininus, Sigismondo Pandolfo Malatesta, Bartolomeo Vanzetti… It was sad, because she probably had no idea who half of these people were- but Markus did. If she was smart, she’d probably ask him for a back-story of his inspirations for these names… because most of them weren’t too good. Oh well, he wouldn’t say anything if she didn’t.

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[AUDREY DULCE VOGEL]

Audrey grinned up at Markus after he kissed her forehead. There was no way she could argue with what he just said. She knew she acted like a dork sometimes. Though, that kind of personality was strictly reserved for the people she was comfortable with. Her surroundings determined her personality. Like the asylum made her real mean and ruthless but she is an entirely different person when she is with her siblings. Actually she is a real perverted person when she’s with her family. Calling Hayley her bitch and making raunchy comments about her life. It was worse with her other sisters because they actually went along with the jokes. Audrey could tell Hayley to show her her tits and Hayley would scold her but if she told Laura or Desi there is no doubt that those two would actually show her or actually just pretend like they would. Most people who didn’t know they were related probably thought they were lesbians or something.

Markus was always correcting Audrey’s grammar, which was rather ironic since he wasn’t even from America. It wasn’t entirely Audrey’s fault, though. She was raised in a household where her guardian had bad grammar too. Her grandmother’s first language was Spanish but she had learned English, the problem was that she never learned the proper grammar for the English language. “Same shit.” Audrey rolled her eyes playfully. “I tell you!” Now that was an exaggeration done on purpose but sometimes she had little slips like that. It was a small habit for her since she grew up with it. She knew that what she just said was wrong so before he could even make another comment about it she smirked up at him pushing her index finger against his chest. “Ay, fuck you. Okay.” And then she laughed to herself. It wasn’t even just grammar that she fucked up with. Sometimes she had problems pronouncing words correctly. Like instead of saying “shut up” she will say “chat ap”, “share” for “chair”, “full” for “fool” or “fuel”, “beach” for “bitch”, “sheet” for “shit”, and “wheel” for “will”. She also would sometimes rolled the r's in a word when it wasn't called for. Audrey was always clowned on by her older brother and sisters for that but she’d always give them her middle finger and a loud and correctly pronounced “fuck you.”

Audrey loved Markus, she really did. Sometimes she hardly showed it but that was just because she was really protective of her emotions. Growing up she was always taught to never trust anybody but being the naïve girl she was she never listened. It took backstabbings from other people in order for her to the lesson, which is why she has such a hard time trusting people. Even though she can have grammar slips she isn’t stupid. The girl’s street smart with a lot of fucking logic. She hardly trusted people and rarely showed her emotions to others, a reason why she came off as so cold. So when Markus reminded her that other people’s opinions didn’t matter she actually smiled weakly because she knew it was true. Though, her eyebrows did come together for a second as he continued with his words. Her weak smile faltered into a small frown. It was clear that Markus was doing everything to make her feel better but she didn’t like for him to put down himself. It might have just been talk but she wasn’t going to let it slide by. “Babe, you matter to me.” That was definitely something that Markus didn’t hear every day. Audrey knew he didn’t want to see her frowning so she forced that weak smile back onto her lips.

The kid growing inside Audrey had no official name yet. However, he did possess quite a few nicknames already. All of which had no relation to his name since that hasn’t been decided on yet. “He’s my lil Chuy.” Audrey said while continuing to smile. With Audrey as his mother this little boy was just bound to have a ton of nicknames on his shoulders. Some nicknames have also been used as a result of having Markus as the father, too. The names like Little Demon and Devil’s Spawn, hah. Both weren’t surprising with Markus as the father. Audrey didn’t care what people called her pregnancy. They weren’t the ones going through nine months of this, she was and in the end they weren’t going to be the ones dealing with him, she was. She had been advised by more than one person to abort the kid but she couldn’t go through with it. It was obvious that it didn’t take long for her to grow attached to the little baby boy. “When my mother gave birth to my baby brother I didn’t like his name so I named him Tito.” She added as a future reference to the future numerous amounts of nicknames that the kid was going to have. Audrey smiled at the reference of her baby brother. He hated getting called baby brother. Hell, he was even taller than his sisters but was still referred to as a baby.

It didn’t come as a surprise to Audrey that Markus favored Brutus over Caesar. Why wouldn’t he? The guy did kill Caesar. The female shook her head. So now Caesar and Brutus were both mentally scratched off the baby name list. Well, Brutus was never there but it’s not like she would considerate it anyways. “Brutus is a little bitch.” Bluntly, she replied with a cool smirk on her lips. Of course Audrey didn’t like Brutus. It all went back to the trust issues she had with everyone. Caesar trusted Brutus and he just went behind his back and killed him. Not cool. Audrey loved the name Cruz. No idea why, she just did. She also loved Blood In, Blood Out. It was her favorite movie and she was always quoting it, especially with her brother Tito. Audrey chuckled at his reactions. She was bad at naming things and was also so indecisive. “I figured you’d say some shit like that.” Audrey chuckled at his response to the Jesus name she quickly spat out before. It wouldn’t bug her if she didn’t name him Jesus. She most likely wouldn’t go through with it knowing how Markus felt about the name but she still liked referring to her kid as Chuy.

As the tables turned Audrey raised her eyebrow. She was more than ready to hear what he had to say to her. The girl was all open ears, open to any of the suggestions he had to give. Audrey had considered the name Benito but she never paid much attention to it. After he listed his names Audrey simply smiled. She wasn’t even going to bother repeating any of those names since she knew she would probably butcher them all. “Those aren’t just names you pulled out of your noggin, are they?” The female questioned as her eyebrow cocked even further up into her forehead. Audrey was a curious person when it came to names. She wanted the origin, meaning, you know the whole package. “Markus who are those people?” She chuckled as her eyebrow dropped down to its original standing.

Titooooooooooo

[MARCELLUS ANTONIO CAPONE]

Oh dear god. Did Markus ever mention how much he fucking loved Audrey. Everything about her was just so fantastic in so many ways. She was loving, feisty, his baby’s mama, ruthless, comedic- just everything. Her accent was adorable, her attitude was adorable, her bitch fits were adorable- you can see where this was going. Hell, Markus didn’t think she could get any better. In fact, no one could be better than Audrey. She was, in his opinion, high class. She was the top of the line- the best cheesecake in the whole goddamn factory [odd representation, eh]. Yeah Markus was unique in his own way- if that wasn’t already fucking obvious. He was just absolutely insane, to say the least.

Moving on, “Ay, fuck chu, mang.” Making fun of her? A tad. He was more or less thinking of Tony Montana, for some reason. Scarface was really a bad ass motherfucker. He was legit. Markus liked him a good bit. There was also the fact that he had some decency, too. He didn’t murder babies and all that shit. Markus would mention women, but hey, feminists fight for equality between men and women, so why should Markus feel bad about killing a bitch? The answer? He doesn’t He doesn’t feel bad about killing anyone, nor will he ever. It just didn’t work that way. Why should he feel bad? The people he killed were generally idiotic scum in society. If anything, he should be thanked for his contributions.

“Fuck me?” Markus grinned and glanced down at her finger, putting his hands gently on the sides of her neck. “But Baby, chu with child. That’d be weird, mang.” The male couldn’t help but snicker, and quickly dropped the fake Scarface accent for his continuation. “But on the serious note, we can fuck whenever you get little… insert-name-here out.” He really just said that. What a nerd. Anyways, he kissed the female on the nose, giving a “mwah!” at the end. He really did love the girl. People could talk shit and say whatever they wanted to, but bottom line, Markus would die for her. He’d kill for her… he’d break the boundaries of science to be with her. He’d defy whoever he had to. When it came to true love, nothing stopped him.

Markus really should have seen that one coming. She almost immediately jumped at what he said. In reality though, all that mattered was her. “You may think I do, but I don’t, Audrey.” He lifted a hand to her cheek, looking her dead in her eyes. “I know you care about me. I care about you, I love you, that’s why I’m talking to you like this. You’re the only person I’d ever be so open with.” He paused for a moment and then continued. “Fuck what I say. Fuck what anyone says, Audrey. Life is yours to live and yours to decide what you do. Don’t ever let anyone make decisions for you or ever make you feel like you’re anything less than what you are.” He’s eyebrows scrunched slightly, his voice had elevated only a tad- just to show how serious he was being. He knew Audrey wasn’t like that, she wouldn’t let others dictate her, but he always gave people reality checks. “Audrey you could worship the ground I walked on and I’d tell you the same thing. I am a nobody. You are the only person in this world that matters.” He paused for a moment and lowered his voice, a caring look taking form of his emotions. “You and him.” His free hand slid to her stomach as the other remained on her jawline. “Don’t let anyone tell you any different. I mean that. No one. Not me, not Hayley, not Roland, not Frankie- no one.” He gently kissed her cheek, letting his head rest gently against the side of hers, “You mean the world to me… and then some.” He whispered into her ear, kissing her neck delicately before pulling back and looking into her eyes. “Don’t you ever forget that.”

Markus grinned, his attitude completely shifting to a playful one. “Oh really, Babe? You didn’t think I’d like the name Jesus?” He had a sarcastic air to him, but the smile stayed plastered on his lips. He was like a little kid with her… well, minus the stabbing and killing of other people, but generally he was like a little kid. All he could really say was that he loved his girl and she really brought out the best in him. Without her, his life would be miserable as it generally used to be. Now he actually had something to look forward to. Now he actually had a life, for the most part, and didn’t have to worry about anyone or anything other than himself, Audrey, and this devil spawn with which she carried and he’d ultimately have to be protecting. Oh it was good times, it really was.

Oh how fun this would be. Markus really didn’t know if he wanted to tell her or not, in all honesty! He knew she wouldn’t care for the origins of the names too much. After all, who would? “Well if you must know, I guess I could tell you or something like that.” The male let a devilish grin play on his lips as he crossed his arms over his chest- just thinking of ways to explain the names in a more positive light- that would be practically impossible to do, really. “Well you see, my fair lady, the names come from some very notable sources in Italian history!” He grinned as he watched the female for a moment, a chuckle automatically escaping his lips. “Benuto Mussolini, Caile Vipanas, Scipio Africanus, Lucius Barbatus, Titus Flamininus, Sigismondo Malatesta, and Bartolomeo Vanzetti.” He gave a bright smile at his lovely lady before continuing on, “All you need to know, my dear, is that they were generally all fantastic conquerors that did some great things for little Italy.”

audrey is currently tagged in this thread. there are nine hundred ninety-nine words and markus is currently wearing this. the lyrics used are from nemphatamine by cradle of filth. before i forget, sorry it took forever