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Context: You were just trying to get in touch with your son, who's been missing for weeks now when you were taken from your home by an unknown assailant. Seems your son might be in with a bad crowd... one of whom appears to be quite the silver fox. You spoke with Aldo Mitzrati, who was rather surprised to find out who you were. There was chemistry you weren't expecting, and you agreed to a date to see if your son might get the hint that he needs to come home. Apparently, he did... at the worst possible time.

Setting: Lorenzo's home

Tags:[MMMM4F][Abusive Ex Mobster Speaker][Silver Fox Mobster Speaker][Son Speakers][Mother Listener][Reverse Comfort][Family Drama][Older Couple][Confession][Wholesome]to[Horror][He's Here][Yandere?][Hard Angst][TW: Abusive Character/Death/Gunshots]

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[J] = Julian, your new son

[A] = Aldo Mitzrati, grade A boyfriend

[D] = Danny, your son. Tormentor of Julian.

[L] = Lorenzo O'Brian, your ex-husband

[Scene opens in Lorenzo’s home]

[SFX: Classical music/the door opening and shutting]

[The cold metal of a gun barrel presses into your lower back as Lorenzo marches you and Julian inside]

[L] “Home sweet home. Julian, lock the front door, please.”

[SFX: The door being locked]

[Julian continues to sob silently as he obeys]

[L] “Good lad. Alright, dear. We need to put our son to bed before we talk… To the basement, you know the way.”

[...]

[SFX: Them walking through the house/the music]

[The three of you descend into the basement, the atmosphere icy. As soon as you get downstairs, you can hear the sound of muffled struggle]

[L] “Lights are going on, boys, fair warning.”

[SFX: The lights clicking on]

[You gasp as you see Aldo and Danny chained up before you. Danny is sporting a Hell of a black eye and Aldo is a bit cut up. They both start as they see you]

[L] “I told you that she’d come home, Mr. Mitzrati. I won’t ask for your rebuttal, as you are gagged. Daniel, I do hope the ice pack is helping that black eye?”

[Danny responds with a muffled tidal wave of East Bronx sass and swearing. Aldo glares but stays composed, bloodied, and bruised]

[Pause…]

[L] “Hmhm… Such fire! Unlike his half-brother… Julian…”

[J, sadly] “I know, I know… I’m putting the cuffs back on…”

[He sits by the others and cuffs himself, eyes down]

[...]

[J, quietly] “Please, Dad… Don’t… Don’t hurt her…”

[You try to reach for him. For your boys, but Lorenzo stops you]

[L] “Now, now… Don’t reach for them. Certainly don’t reach for Mr. Mitzrati, my dear… You know I am the jealous sort.”

[Aldo snarls through the gag but eases almost immediately]

[SFX: Aldo speaking the language of a pissed-off hostage]

[L] “Enough. You’re fortunate that I have some semblance of patience, Aldo, otherwise I would have shot your fucking brains out for even breathing in the direction of my wife…”

[...]

[At your gentle, quiet insistence, Lorenzo eases and turns his attention back to you. He still has that saccharine, quiet tone when it comes to you]

[L] “Oh, don’t whimper, sweetheart. What’s wrong?”

[...Pause]

[L, sympathetic] “Oh, of course, of course, you haven’t eaten! We can’t have that, not when you’re expecting, honey.”

[...Pause…?]

[L, gently] “Honey, you gotta eat… Don’t you want Danny to be born nice and healthy? C’mon, I know you get morning sickness, but you gotta eat.”

[...?]

[Your ex cocks his head, still smiling as if you’re being silly]

[L] “Am I OK…?”

[He lets out a quiet, manic laugh]

[L] “Just excited to be a Dad! Bit of nerves… C’mon, upstairs you go. Danny made a really nice supper for Danny.”

[You exchange brief looks with your boys. Danny looks at you, confused, bruised, and terrified. Aldo gives a slight nod - he wants you to stay strong, even if he’s scared. Julian can’t look you in the eye]

[...]

[SFX: Lorenzo and the Listener walking upstairs/the door shutting and being locked]

[...?]

[L] “Have I seen a doctor recently? No. You know I’ve been busy.”

[SFX: Them sitting down for dinner after a short walk]

[You sit down with him for dinner, trying to stay calm. The lights are on upstairs, but no one is home]

[L] “...I know you don’t understand why I get angry… and I know… it’s not right of me to get angry. I just get scared, sweetheart! It’s a scary world out there.”

[...Pause.]

[Lorenzo sighs]

[L] “I know… I know I should have told you about my work, I know. But you might have left honey bunny, and I can’t have that. I can’t have my wife and child out there with people who would go out of their way to hurt them, you know?”

[...]

[You play along and he breathes a sigh of relief]

[L, immensely relieved] “You do understand…? Thank God.”

[Pause <3]

[L] “I do just want what’s best for you. For us! I want better for our son…”

[He makes a vague gesture with his hand, surprising you with his vulnerability]

[L] “My father used to take hours to set me straight, you know… I try to make it quick. I hate it, but it has to be done. Mom acted out one too many times and caught an assassin’s bullet between the eyes… But you knew that.”

[...Pause?]

[L] “No? I thought I told you. Hm… I’m sorry. Heh, still a few screws loose, I guess. The doctor said I’d forget a lot, among other things.”

[Pause???]

[SFX: Silverware clinking]

[L] “Mmh. Did I not tell you? I’m sorry, honey, but he said I probably have schizophrenia or something in that family… You kept pleading with me to get help, sweetie pie, I did it for you. It’s just a shame that I had to flush those stupid pills… You understand, don’t you? I was dying. Shaking, unable to see, barely able to get out of bed… It was killing me.”

[...]

[SFX: Them eating in silence for a bit/the music]

[L] “...Do you remember when we’d spoon in bed while it rained outside?”

[...Pause]

[L] “Mmhm and I’d just rub your back and your swollen little belly while you moaned and whined. I’d whisper just how proud I was of you, how beautiful you were, no matter how bloated you got, how much weight you put on. And you’d smile so shyly…”

[...]

[L] “Haha, yes. I remember teaching you how to dance. A shame both of us have two left feet when it comes to the waltz, hm? Ah well… Still such lovely memories, aren’t they?”

[Pause]

[L] “What was that, dear?”

[...Pause?]

[L] “You look sad… It’s going to be OK, sweetheart. We’ll work through this rough patch, just like we always do. I’ll take care of your little fling and we’ll just pretend it never happened. Alright?”

[...]

[It has to be this way, no matter how you feel]

[SFX: The Listener faking a harsh contraction/some dishes & silverware]

[PAUSE!!!]

[L] “Sweetheart?!”

[Pause!!!!!]

[L] “You’re getting contractions now?! OK, OK, hang on, let me grab the bag and then we’ll go to the hospital!”

[SFX: Lorenzo hurrying about]

[Memories flood your mind as you watch him scramble about excitedly. So many fights. So many passionate nights. Holding Danny for the first time. Holding Danny every time Lorenzo had raised his hand to hit one of you]

[Rec. improv - more memories with reverb, VA’s discretion]

[L] “I can’t believe Danny’s going to be born! Can you believe it?”

[...]

[L] “Now where did I put the bag… C’mon, Lorenzo, you just packed it, I know I-”.

[Rec. improv - more memories with reverb, VA’s discretion]

[SFX: The Listener picking up a chair and braining Lorenzo with it]

[You grab one of the dinner chairs while his back is turned and rush him, cracking it over his head. He goes down with a grunt of surprise, blood erupting from his temple]

[SFX: Lorenzo grunting/the thud/a brief struggle]

[As he lies splayed out and dazed, you wrestle the gun from him and dart back after a brief struggle, aiming it down between his eyes]

[...]

[He looks at you. You look at him]

[L] “...Do it.”

[Pause.]

[SFX: The gun cocking]

[Your ex looks into your eyes, unreadable but tired]

[L] “...I did truly love y-”.

[SFX: The gun firing followed by an unfortunate, harsh thud]

[You pull the trigger before he can lie to you again. It does its job in spattering his brains about the various walls and paintings in the room]

[...]

[SFX: About three more shots]

[...]

[You slump to the ground by his body, memories of your past together rippling as you stare down at his corpse]

[SFX/Rec. Improv - Happy memories with Lorenzo with a reverb effect]

[Pause…]

[SFX: The memories gradually shifting into happier memories with Aldo]

[Pause]

[SFX: The memories shifting further to include Danny and Julian being cute]

[...]

[SFX: The Listener standing and hurrying down to the basement/freeing her boys]

[You stand, at last, and race downstairs to your boys. You find all of them struggling to free themselves, all of them crying out in surprise at seeing you]

[SFX: Muffled joy/concern from Aldo and Danny]

[J] “MOM! Mom, you’re OK! We heard the gunshots, is he-?!”

[SFX: Listener helping free the boys]

[Danny nearly tackles you as you free him]

[D] “Ma!!! Ma, you’re covered in blood! Did he hurt you, are you OK?!”

[SFX: Julian freeing Aldo/Aldo also nearly tackling Listener]

[A] “C’mere, beautiful! Mmh!! Fuck… Fuck, I was so scared… When we heard the shots, we were sure he’d…”

[Pause…]

[The four of you collapse into a hug, sobbing in relief and shock]

[J, weakly] “It’s over… it’s finally fucking over…”

[A] “...Let’s get the Hell out of here. Boys, I don’t want you going anywhere near the body, no matter how curious you are, alright? I need you to take care of your mother while I handle the… unpleasantness. Alright?”

[D] “Yes, sir… C’mon, Ma. Jules… We’ll ‘borrow’ one of his damned cars…”

[J] “And then set it on fucking fire?”

[D, taken aback] “...Jules… Your hands are bleeding from clenching them that hard…”

[J] “I don’t care.”

[Pause…]

[A] “Go on… Go wait in the car garage. I’ll have my people here within fifteen minutes, and then I’ll be able to go with you. OK?”

[...]

[Aldo pulls you close, resting his forehead against yours. He’s shaking like a hurricane is raging around you]

[A] “...I am so godamned proud of you, Sugar Mama. So godamned proud…”

[...Pause]

[A, gentle] “It’s gonna be OK… You let your boys take care of you, now… Alright?”

[D] “Yeah… It’s your turn, Ma… Mr. Mitzrati, the first rule of the business is you don’t leave the boss alone, right? Ma and Jules should go. You need backup until the others arrive.”

[...Pause.]

[D] “...I promise, Ma. I’m OK, and I’ll be safe. I mean, Hell, I’m offering to stick around to keep your boyfriend safe, aren’t I?”

[Aldo ruffles Danny’s hair with a chuckle]

[A] “How noble of you, Daniel. Go on, sweetheart… We’ve got it.”

[You put an arm around Julian and lead him to the car park in eerie silence]

[SFX: Them walking to the car park/keys rattling/a car door opening]

[Pause…]

[Julian sits in the car, eyes distant. He slumps into your side as you sit, still crying quietly]

[J] “...I-I’m sorry I wasn’t braver… I s-should have protected you!”

[Pause <3]

[He just continues to chant that he’s sorry as you comfort him and wait for the others]

[...]

[It’s over]

[SFX: Fade out on the car door shutting]

[To be concluded next time…]