one x one [vaermina & scaredofmostthings]

[vaermina]

ＡＮＴＨＯＮＹ ＢＩＡＮＣＨＩxxx
I.x28 years old II. cis malex III.xbianchi underboss


indenthe didn't say anything to her whisper, hearing only a sliver of it. was this life so cruel that nobody wanted to stay? that unless you're the top dog, you'll never truly feel like anything will go your way? "i think i will," he responded. he was silent for a few more moments before he spoke again. "no man should live like this. no sane person should." perhaps he was hypocritical, spitting on the mob life when he's been involved for so long, but there's a certain moment in time when you begin to realize things about your life and this was anthony's moment. no sane person should want to live this way. "there's the fame from the media, fortune from the crimes, lovers who'll be glad to jump into your arms but it all comes at this heavy price that, sooner or later, catches up to you." this was the type of life where, once you're in, it's extremely hard to get out of. some never do; they can't find a way out. some know no different than the life of crime. some don't get the option, like his cousin, who was born a heir and expected to take over the empire his father created. but romeo didn't think the same way anthony did. he knew his cousin liked the power associated with being a mob boss, the power of having hundreds if not thousands of individuals at your control. romeo could kill anyone he wanted, get anything he wanted, buy anything he wanted and he liked that. anthony has known him since they were children; he knew how he worked. it annoyed him when he spat on other mob bosses like richie alonso for their brutal ways when in reality, he was no different. he knew how upset his cousin had been when hosea went behind his back and ordered the execution of his old capo roberto and his family but romeo has slaughtered families like sheep before who threatened the bianchi family so why was that different? had it been anger because hosea simply went behind his back and he didn't like subordination? it didn't make sense. romeo acted like his father in so many ways that anthony hoped he wouldn't turn out to be a carbon copy so he didn't inherit that damn crazy gene. but anthony supposed he couldn't talk because he's also done horrible things that no man should do and still sleep soundly at night.

[Scaredofmostthings]

Rosie remained quiet as Anthony spoke, her own thoughts racing. All this day had served to do was to make her think more deeply about her own life, and, by extension, Sams. She had known bringing him into this life was selfish and cruel, and today only further highlighted that. Perhaps he'd be better off in Florida, with Anthony and Lana. With a heavy sigh, she dropped her cigarette to the ground, stomping it out, "well, I guess you've got some packi to do. Let's go."

[vaermina]

ＡＮＴＨＯＮＹ ＢＩＡＮＣＨＩxxx
I.x28 years old II. cis malex III.xbianchi underboss


indentanthony continued to stare at the cars. he knew once leonardo died, there would really be nothing here to keep him, well, here. leonardo had raised him after his father died and he always felt he had to repay him back for that. but when he was gone, there was nothing keeping anthony attached to this place. romeo could easily find another underboss, one of his capos could fill the position. while lana frowned at the thought of leaving behind his family, he knew she missed her family down in florida and she missed the life she used to live down there. maybe it would be better, for both of them. he watched as rosie stomped the cigarette out and he nodded, getting up from the bench. "yeah," he agreed, the only word he said as he shoved his hands back into his pockets as he made his way over to the car so they could go home.

[Scaredofmostthings]

Rosie slid into the car, waiting for Anthony to get in before starting it and setting off. There wasn't much she could do about Sam, not anymore. Romeo would probably never leave the life, he enjoyed the power too much, and it wasn't like she could just run away with Sam and never see Romeo again. Well, she could, but it would tear her heart in two. At this point she was wishing she had left Anthony alone and just stayed with her baby.

[vaermina]

ＡＮＴＨＯＮＹ ＢＩＡＮＣＨＩxxx
I.x28 years old II. cis malex III.xbianchi underboss


indentanthony climbed into the passenger's seat, leaning back in his chair as rosie started the car and began to head off. leaned back, he was silent, his attention pertaining to the scenery passing by the window. there was silence between them but unlike the uncomfortable silence earlier, it was more along the lines of the silence between two people when you're just pondering and lost in your own thoughts. he closed his eyes, not falling into a deep sleep but instead allowing himself to lightly doze. hotel beds are so uncomfortable to sleep on, it really makes you miss your own bed at home.

[Scaredofmostthings]

Eventually the car pulled into the hotel parking lot, and Rosie cut the engine. She turned to look at Anthony, face a little more haunted than when the day started. "Good luck in Florida, I hope it all goes well for you and Lana down there. Try and come back up sometime though, Sam could use a good male role model."

[vaermina]

ＡＮＴＨＯＮＹ ＢＩＡＮＣＨＩxxx
I.x28 years old II. cis malex III.xbianchi underboss


indentanthony had woken a few minutes before rosie pulled into the hotel parking lot. he grumbled as he got out of the car, his body aching from the ride although he refrained from closing the door shut when he heard rosie speak. her comment about sam needing a good male role model made him quiet for a few moments. lord knows he wouldn't get such an example from his own father. while anthony knew romeo loved sam, he was still a don and no positive examples could come from someone in that position. he slowly nodded. "yeah, thanks. maybe i will." he paused. "you and sam take care." it was the last words he said before he took a step back and closed the passenger door, turning around to make his way back into the hotel.

[Scaredofmostthings]

Rosie watched Antnony go into the hotel, staying parked out front for a moment before finally starting the car again and making her way home. Her heart was heavy as she pulled into the Bianchi compound driveway, making a beeline for Sams nursery. If anything was going to make her feel better, hopefully it would be her son's smiling face.

[vaermina]

ＲＯＭＥＯ ＢＩＡＮＣＨＩxxx
I.x24 years old II. cis malex III.xbianchi don


indentit was quiet in the room, romeo having closed the blinds earlier to keep the spring sunlight out of the room. it was awfully cold, too, but he didn't really care about that. he was lying in bed on his stomach, wearing nothing but boxers, having pulled up the blankets to at-least his waist. he supposed the good thing about rosie not being here was that he could sprawl out in bed like the behemoth he was. he already stole one of her pillows and put it underneath his stomach, as the coolness and softness of it helped soothe his bruise that felt like it was on fire, which was possibly one of the reasons why he made the room so cold. he was sweating and he didn't even know why, the type of cold sweat you get when you're not hot but instead the one that comes when you feel ill or some type of negative emotion. for a majority of the morning, romeo had spent it with sam, who had been quite rowdy and became upset whenever romeo tried to lay him down in his crib. he had thought the first few cries from the baby were because he was hungry or needed a change but after a while, it became obvious the infant was only comfortable when he was held and that meant romeo had to carry around the babe for a while to stop him from crying. giorgia had offered to help but the cries remained constant, even when sam's grandmother tried to hold him. he even had to take a shower holding sam because the little pain was that stubborn. not that he really was a pain, but still, he was a handful sometimes. he didn't know if it was because he missed his mother, either, but he had seemed pretty nonchalant whenever he was held, the tantrums starting when he wasn't. eventually, the babe had become worn out and romeo was able to put him to sleep in the crib since he spent a majority of the night and morning awake, which meant that romeo could finally lay down, too. but try as he might, he felt uncomfortable and sticky and, quite ridiculously, lonely in the large bed by himself.

[Scaredofmostthings]

Rosie smiled at the sight at of Sam in his crib, going over to look at the baby. She'd do anything for him, truly, and now was a time when she had to figure out what exactly she should do for him. The boy was sound asleep in his crib, so Rosie decided not to wake him by trying to pick him up, and instead went through the sliding doors to their bedroom. Romeo was sprawled across the bed, so Rosie sat on the edge, unsure of whether he was sleeping or not. "Hey," she said quietly.