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|โ„๐“ƒ๐“‰๐“‡โ„ด๐’น๐“Š๐’ธ๐“‰๐’พโ„ด๐“ƒ๐“ˆ|
|๐’ฏ๐’ฝโ„ฏ๐’พ๐“‡ ๐’œโ„ฏ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐’ฝโ„ฏ๐“‰๐’พ๐’ธ๐“ˆ|
|1| ๐’ฎ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“‡๐“‰๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐’ป๐“‡โ„ด๐“‚ ๐“โ„ฏ๐“‡โ„ด
|2| ๐’ฉโ„ด ๐’ถ๐“…โ„ด๐“โ„ด๐‘”๐“Ž ๐“ƒโ„ฏ๐’ธโ„ฏ๐“ˆ๐“ˆ๐’ถ๐“‡๐“Ž
|3| ๐’œ ๐“ƒโ„ฏ๐“Œ ๐“โ„ฏ๐’ถ๐’น
|4| ๐’œ ๐’นโ„ด๐“ˆโ„ฏ โ„ด๐’ป ๐’ฝโ„ด๐“ƒโ„ฏ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐“Ž
|5| ๐’ขโ„ฏ๐“‰ ๐“Š๐“ˆโ„ฏ๐’น ๐“‰โ„ด ๐’พ๐“‰
|6| โ„๐“ƒ๐“‰โ„ฏ๐“‡โ„ฏ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐“‰๐“Š๐“‡๐“ƒ โ„ด๐’ป โ„ฏ๐“‹โ„ฏ๐“ƒ๐“‰๐“ˆ
|7| ๐’ž๐“‡โ„ด๐“ˆ๐“ˆ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐“‰๐’ฝโ„ฏ ๐“๐’พ๐“ƒโ„ฏ
|8| โ„๐“ƒ๐“‰โ„ฏ๐“‡โ„ฏ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” โ„ด๐’ป๐’ปโ„ฏ๐“‡
|9| โ„๐“‰'๐“ˆ ๐“ƒโ„ด๐“‰ ๐“‰๐’ฝโ„ฏ ๐“ˆ๐’ถ๐“‚โ„ฏ
|10| ๐’ซ๐“๐’ถ๐“Ž๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐“…๐“‡โ„ฏ๐“‰โ„ฏ๐“ƒ๐’น
|11| ๐’ซ๐“๐’ถ๐“Ž๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐“…๐“‡โ„ฏ๐“‰โ„ฏ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐’ถ๐‘”๐’ถ๐’พ๐“ƒ
|12| ๐’ฎ๐“‰โ„ฏ๐’ถ๐“๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐’ถ ๐’ซโ„ฏ๐“‰๐“‡โ„ด๐“‹ ๐’ถ๐‘”๐’ถ๐’พ๐“ƒ
|13| โ„ฌโ„ด๐“‰๐’ฝ โ„ด๐’ป ๐“‰๐’ฝโ„ฏ โ„ณ๐’ถ๐’น๐’นโ„ฏ๐“ƒ๐“ˆ
|14| ๐’ปโ„ด๐“‡ ๐“‚๐“Ž ๐’นโ„ฏ๐’ถ๐“‡โ„ฏ๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐’ป๐“‡๐’พโ„ฏ๐“ƒ๐’น
|15| ๐’žโ„ด๐“‚๐“‚โ„ด๐“ƒ โ„‹๐“Ž๐“…โ„ด๐’ธ๐“‡๐’พ๐“‰โ„ฏ๐“ˆ
|16| ๐’ฎโ„ด๐“‚โ„ฏ๐’ทโ„ด๐’น๐“Ž ๐’ธโ„ด๐“‚โ„ฏ ๐‘”โ„ฏ๐“‰ ๐“‰๐’ฝโ„ฏ๐“‚
|17| ๐’ดโ„ด๐“Š'๐“‡โ„ฏ ๐“‚๐’ถ๐’น ๐’ถ๐“‰ ๐“‚โ„ฏ
|18| ๐’ฎ๐“‰โ„ด๐“… ๐“‡๐“Š๐“ƒ๐“ƒ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘”
|19| โ„‹โ„ฏ๐“ƒ๐’น๐“‡๐’พ๐“ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐’ซโ„ฏ๐“‰๐“‡โ„ด๐“‹
|20| ๐’œ๐“โ„ฏ๐“€๐“ˆ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’นโ„ฏ๐“‡ ๐“ˆ๐“๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’นโ„ฏ๐“‡
|21|โ„ ๐“โ„ด๐“‹โ„ฏ ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‰๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘”
|22| โ„ฐ๐“๐“…โ„ฏ๐’ธ๐“‰โ„ฏ๐’น โ„ด๐“‡ ๐“ƒโ„ด๐“‰?
|23| ๐’ฉโ„ด๐“‰ ๐“Œ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‰ ๐“Žโ„ด๐“Š ๐“‰๐’ฝโ„ด๐“Š๐‘”๐’ฝ๐“‰
|24| ๐’ฉโ„ด๐“‰ ๐“ˆโ„ด ๐’ป๐“‡๐’พโ„ฏ๐“ƒ๐’น๐“๐“Ž
|25| ๐’ž๐’ถ๐“ƒ'๐“‰ ๐’ปโ„ด๐“‡๐‘”โ„ฏ๐“‰ ๐“‰๐’ฝโ„ฏ ๐’ทโ„ด๐“Š๐“‡๐’ทโ„ด๐“ƒ
|26| โ„ ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‰โ„ฏ ๐“โ„ด๐“‹๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐“Žโ„ด๐“Š
|27| ๐’ฏ๐’ฝโ„ฏ ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐“‰๐“‡โ„ด ๐“Œโ„ฏ ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“‰โ„ฏ๐’น
|28| ๐’ฏ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‰'๐“ˆ ๐’ถ ๐’ทโ„ฏ๐’ถ๐“Š๐“‰๐’พ๐’ป๐“Š๐“ ๐“ƒ๐’ถ๐“‚โ„ฏ
|29| โ„ ๐“‚๐’พ๐“ˆ๐“ˆโ„ฏ๐’น ๐“Žโ„ด๐“Š
|30| ๐’ฅ๐“Š๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐’ถ๐“ƒโ„ด๐“‰๐’ฝโ„ฏ๐“‡ โ„‹โ„ฏ๐“ƒ๐’น๐“‡๐’พ๐“
|31| ๐’ฎ๐“๐’พ๐“…๐“…๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐’ถ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“Ž
|32| ๐’ฏ๐’ฝโ„ฏ โ„ด๐“Š๐“‰๐“‡โ„ด ๐“ƒโ„ด โ„ด๐“ƒโ„ฏ ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“‰โ„ฏ๐’น
|33| ๐’ฏ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“ˆ๐“ƒ'๐“‰ ๐“…๐“๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“ƒโ„ฏ๐’น
|34| ๐’ฌ๐“Šโ„ฏ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐’พโ„ด๐“ƒ๐“ˆ ๐’ท๐“Š๐“‰ ๐“ƒโ„ด ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“ˆ๐“Œโ„ฏ๐“‡๐“ˆ
|35| โ„ณโ„ด๐“ˆ๐“‰๐“๐“Ž ๐’ฟ๐“Š๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐“‚๐“Ž ๐’ป๐’ถ๐’พ๐“๐“ˆ
|36| ๐’ฏ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“ˆ ๐“‰โ„ด ๐“ˆ๐“‰โ„ด๐“…
|37| ๐’œ ๐“๐’พ๐“‰๐“‰๐“โ„ฏ ๐“‰โ„ฏ๐’ถ๐“ˆโ„ฏ ;)
|38| ๐’ข๐“‡โ„ฏ๐’ถ๐“‰, ๐“‚โ„ด๐“‡โ„ฏ ๐“…โ„ฏโ„ด๐“…๐“โ„ฏ
|39| โ„›๐“Š๐“ˆ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” โ„ด๐“Š๐“‰ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐’พ๐“ƒ
|40| ๐’œ ๐“‚โ„ด๐“‚โ„ฏ๐“ƒ๐“‰ โ„ด๐’ป ๐“…โ„ฏ๐’ถ๐’ธโ„ฏ
|41| โ„‹๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น๐“ˆ โ„ด๐’ป๐’ป, ๐“ƒโ„ด๐“Œ.
|42| ๐’ป๐“Š๐’ธ๐“€ ๐“Žโ„ด๐“Š ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“‚โ„ฏ โฅ
|43| ๐’ซ๐“โ„ฏ๐’ถ๐“ˆโ„ฏ, ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“Ž ๐’ฝโ„ฏ๐“‡โ„ฏ
|44| ๐’ฒ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‰ ๐’น๐’พ๐’น ๐“Žโ„ด๐“Š โ„ฏ๐“๐“…โ„ฏ๐’ธ๐“‰?
|45| ๐’ฎ๐“โ„ฏโ„ฏ๐“… ๐’ฝโ„ฏ๐’ถ๐“๐“ˆ ๐“‚โ„ฏ
|46| ๐’ฏ๐’ฝโ„ฏ ๐“†๐“Š๐’ถ๐“๐’พ๐“‰๐“Ž โฅ
|47| ๐’ดโ„ด๐“Š ๐’ปโ„ด๐“Š๐“ƒ๐’น ๐’พ๐“‰?
|48| โš ๏ธŽ ๐’ฏ๐’ฝโ„ฏ ๐“‹๐’พ๐’นโ„ฏโ„ด๐“ˆ โš ๏ธŽ
|49| ๐’ฏ๐’ฝโ„ฏ ๐“‡โ„ฏ๐“ˆ๐“Š๐“๐“‰ โ„ด๐’ป ๐“‹๐’พโ„ฏ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘”
|50| โ„›โ„ฏ๐’ถ๐“๐“๐“Ž, ๐’ถ๐‘”๐’ถ๐’พ๐“ƒ?
|51| ๐’ดโ„ด๐“Š'๐“‡โ„ฏ ๐’ฟโ„ด๐“€๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘”
|52| ๐’œ๐“ƒโ„ด๐“‰๐’ฝโ„ฏ๐“‡ ๐’ฎ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“‡๐‘”๐’พ๐“‡๐“ โฅ
|53| ๐’ฏ๐’ฝโ„ฏ ๐’ถ๐‘”๐“‡โ„ฏโ„ฏ๐“‚โ„ฏ๐“ƒ๐“‰
|54| ๐’ฏ๐’ฝโ„ฏ ๐’ป๐’พ๐“ƒ๐’ถ๐“ ๐“…๐“๐’ถ๐“ƒ
|55| โ„ ๐’นโ„ด๐“ƒ'๐“‰ ๐“Š๐“ƒ๐’นโ„ฏ๐“‡๐“ˆ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น
|56| ๐’ฒโ„ฏ ๐“ƒโ„ฏโ„ฏ๐’น ๐“‰โ„ด ๐’ป๐’พ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“‚
|57| ๐’œ๐“๐“ โ„ด๐’ป ๐’พ๐“‰ ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐“Žโ„ด๐“Š๐“‡๐“ˆ
|58| ๐’ฏ๐“Œโ„ด ๐’ป๐“Š๐“ƒโ„ฏ๐“‡๐’ถ๐“๐“ˆ, ๐“‰๐“Œโ„ด ๐’น๐’ถ๐“Ž๐“ˆ
|59| ๐’ฎโ„ด๐“‡๐“‡๐“Ž ๐’ปโ„ด๐“‡ ๐“‚๐“Ž ๐’ถ๐’ท๐“ˆโ„ฏ๐“ƒ๐’ธโ„ฏ
|60| ๐’ช๐“Š๐“‡ ๐’ป๐“Š๐“‰๐“Š๐“‡โ„ฏ
|61| ๐’œ ๐“‚โ„ด๐“‚โ„ฏ๐“ƒ๐“‰ ๐“‰โ„ด ๐’ถ๐“…๐“…๐“‡โ„ฏ๐’ธ๐’พ๐’ถ๐“‰โ„ฏ โฅ
|62| ๐’ฎ๐’ฝโ„ด๐“…๐“…๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐“‰๐“‡๐’พ๐“…
|63| ๐’ฒ๐’ฝ๐“Ž ๐’น๐’พ๐’น โ„ ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‹โ„ฏ ๐“ˆโ„ฏ๐“?
|64| ๐’œ ๐“ƒโ„ฏ๐“Œ ๐“…โ„ฏ๐“‰๐“‡โ„ด๐“‹
|65| ๐’ซ๐“๐’ถ๐“Ž๐’น๐’ถ๐“‰โ„ฏ๐“ˆ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐’ž๐“‡๐’พ๐“‚โ„ฏ
|66| ๐’ช๐’ฝ, ๐“‡โ„ฏ๐’ถ๐“๐“๐“Ž? โฅ
|67| "โ„ ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“‰ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‰" - โ„›โ„ด๐“ˆ๐’พโ„ฏ
|68| ๐’ฎ๐“ƒ๐“Š๐‘”๐‘”๐“โ„ฏ๐“ˆ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐‘”๐“Š๐“ƒ๐“ˆ
โ€ข ๐’ฏ๐’ฝโ„ฏ ๐’ป๐’ถ๐“‚๐’พ๐“๐“Ž ๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“‚โ„ฏ๐“‡๐’ถ ๐“‡โ„ด๐“๐“ โ€ข
๐’œ๐“…๐“…๐“‡โ„ฏ๐’ธ๐’พ๐’ถ๐“‰๐’พโ„ด๐“ƒ
๐’ฏโ„‹โ„ฐ ๐’ฉโ„ฐ๐’ณ๐’ฏ โ„ฌ๐’ช๐’ช๐’ฆ

๐’Ÿโ„ฏ๐“โ„ฏ๐“‰โ„ฏ๐’น ๐“ˆ๐’ธโ„ฏ๐“ƒ๐’ธโ„ฏ๐“ˆ

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Hey, so these scenes are going to be explained at the beginning, just to be
clear this could be a very long chapter.


(Might add more later)


Some of these have come from book
one and when I first started writing,

I edited them because my writing
was terrible in the beginning lol.

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ʜᴀᴛɪɴɢ & ʜᴇʟᴘɪɴɢ ʜᴇɴᴅʀɪx ᴅᴇʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ sᴄᴇɴᴄᴇs

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Scene one: (Helping Hendrix)

Marceline's pov

"Marceline, where the fuck are
you?!" I laugh and say "Sorry
I can't tell you." I can practically
feel his anger through the phone
and I'm enjoying every bit of it.

"I'm not joking, tell me where
you are." I look around
the grocery store and debate
on making food puns.

But I know short answers will
make him even angrier so I say,

"I'm out" I figured that was the
least descriptive answer I could give.

I hear him groan in irritation and
speak in an even angrier voice

"I have gathered that but-" I laugh and say "Then why did you ask?"

Before he can respond I hang up,
and start laughing, this is worth
what I will have to put up with soon.


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Scene two: (Helping Hendrix)

Marceline's pov

into my office, clearly pissed
off as they yell at each other.

"What the fuck do you both
want?! I was working." I ask,

I push myself up from my chair
and walk around
the black wood-stained desk

"Tell him that you like me better," Stephen says in a very serious voice

Aleksander scoffs "If she liked you better she wouldn't complain about being with you." I don't complain often, he is simply being dramatic.

They start yelling at each other
going back in forth until
I hear Aleksander say "Well?"

I laugh at them and pick up my
phone. Louis has to see this.

"I'm her type. You're not" Stephen states, Aleksander laughs
"You do realize you just compared yourself to Gabriel, right?"

Stephen stops for a moment,
letting what Aleksander said
sink in, then he says

"Well you're blonde and she isn't
into that." Aleksander looks at me and laughs, he shakes his head

Then brushes his hair back,
both of them are
being so stupid right now.

The only one who actually
seems insecure is Stephen,
which isn't odd but I don't want
to deal with it right now.

"I don't know Stephen,
she enjoys tugging on it
when I-" I cut him off

"That's enough, both of you!"

Aleksander smirks and Stephen
rolls his eyes. For a second they
stay quiet and then Stephen says

"You don't look better than me."

Oh my fucking god.

Aleksander laughs again
"If your only insults are about
my appearance, it's
clear why she didn't pick you."

Louis walks in and says "Actually
she didn't pick either of you."

They both glare at him
and then at each other


Scene three: (Hating Hendrix)

Marceline's pov

"If you really didn't want to see
me, then why did you hug me."

I peek over the crate and look
around the room,
I'm not going to tell the truth
so he really should shut up.

"I was checking you for weapons,
I didn't know if you had a gun."

He scoffs before laughing at my response "Always such a liar."

I can't help the smile that grows
on my face, no matter how hard I
try to choke back my laugh, I can't.


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Scene four: (Helping Hendrix)

Marceline's pov

"Shit, shit, shit," I say getting up
and running into the bathroom,
this is going to be so awkward.

I look in the bathroom
cabinets but I can't find
any pads or tampons.


I mutter words over and over.

I take off my clothes and put
them to the side, I go into his
closet and grab my black
sweatpants and one of his hoodies.

Once I go buy pads I will come
back, take a quick shower,
and, of course, wash the sheets.

God this is going to be
embarrassing,
I don't know how he'll react;

One time this happened with
Gabriel and it didn't end
well- even though Aleksander
isn't him, I'm still anxious.

I mean we're both adults so if he
tried to through a fit then he can
just grow the fuck up

I grab clean underwear out of
the closet drawer
and walk into the bathroom.

When I walk back in Aleksander's standing in here, rubbing his eyes.

He walks closer to me,
I take a step back,
I don't want him to get grossed
out. "What's wrong?" He asks,

I shrug and try to walk past him.
He pulls me back but before
I'm against I push him away

"Stop, I'm gross right now.
I'll be right back." He scoffs and looks me up and down "You
are not gross, what happened?"

"Nothing- I will clean everything
I promise." he moves
my hair away from my face.

He grabs my waist with
one hand and my chin
to make me look at him

"Tell me what's wrong, I can fix it"

I laugh awkwardly, it really isn't
that serious I just don't feel like
sharing, and I have to go.

I push his hands away and walk
toward the door "Are you okay?"
He asks while pulling me back
toward him, I nod "Yeah, why?"

It's obvious why he's asking but
I just want to get this over with.

"There's blood on the bed, are you hurt or are you just menstruating?"

Okay, so he's not that stupid,
I just nod in response, even
though he asked two questions
"I have to go buy pads."

He shakes his head and grabs
my chin making me look at him

"It's fine, don't worry, I will go
buy whatever you need,
go take a shower and I will get someone to clean the sheets."

I shake my head and point toward
the bed, he keeps his eyes on me.

"That's not fair to the cleaners,
I can do it, it's not that hard."
He taps my nose and grabs his
wallet off the top of the dresser

"Exactly, it's not that hard so
they can do it, I promise they have cleaned more blood than that."

He starts to walk toward the door
but stops "Do you want any food or
is there a certain brand you want?"

I shake my head and look away
from him, even though this
is normal I'm still embarrassed.

He walks back up to me
and kisses the top of my head

"I love you" He kisses me again,
this time on my lips.

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Scene five: (Hating Hendrix)

Marceline's pov

I wake up from my "quick" nap
and realize I overslept, I was supposed to be awake an hour ago.

Surprisingly, I don't hear Rosalie crying, which makes me worried,
I get out of bed and quickly check
her crib, she's not there,

Nobody is in the room with me.

Aleksander would still be at work
right now and none
of the people here are allowed to
be on the third floor.

I run out of the room looking like
a disaster, searching for Rosie.

I call her name repeatedly
while I check every room,
under any furniture that she
can crawl under or any closet.

"Rosalie!" I shout while checking
the second floor, when I get to the first floor I start to walk
down the hall and hear giggling.

I run to the source of
the noise and see Aleksander
and Rosalie in his office.

They don't notice me standing at
the door; Aleksander is sitting at
his desk, typing on his keyboard
with one hand while Rosie holds the other in both of her small hands.

He glances over at her as she
lifts his hand up, and bites
his hand because she's at that
age where she bites everyone.

He doesn't pull away or show any signs of pain, he just stares at her making her laugh and him smile.

He pulls his hand away and kisses
her cheek, she suddenly turns her
head toward me and holds at her arms "Mama" she tries to
crawl off the desk but Aleksander
catches her and gets up, walking
toward me with her in his arms

"Moya lyubov" he kisses my
forehead and lets Rosie crawl into
my arms "Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sleep in I was just-"
He shakes his head and kisses me

"Don't apologize, you were both sleeping when I got back
and I woke her up while I was in
the closet." I nod my head
and thank God she hasn't learned how to get out of the crib yet.

Rosie starts crying because of
her lack of attention and tries
to wiggle out of my arms, I sit
her down and let her crawl on the floor which cheers her up quickly

Aleksander and I watch her
while she plays with one of the
papers on the coffee table "Is that important?" I ask, questioning
if we should let her play with it.


He's too busy admiring everything she's doing to answer me "What?"

I laugh and walk up to her,
seeing what the paper is,
I realize that it's some type
of chart so I take it away from
her and put it on Aleksander's
desk, making her cry again.

Aleksander picks her up and
says "It's okay, malysh, don't
cry." she slowly stops crying
and lays her head on his shoulder

It's crazy how quick babies
emotions change,
one second they're crying, then laughing, then sleeping. Right
now she's probably just hungry,

"Did you feed her yet?"
I ask him, he shakes his head
and rocks Rosie in his arms,
making her calm down and play
with the lining of his suit jacket

Watching Aleksander hold her
feels so surreal, keeping his
features so relaxed but still
holding her so carefully, it's like he
is terrified and calm all at once.


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Scene six: (Hating Hendrix)

Xavier's pov

"Listen, man, you need to talk
to his family,
they believe you did it and they
will try to come for revenge."

Aleksander opens the file I handed him while Rosie randomly appears from behind the desk, crawling
with a purple crayon in her hand;

He glances over at her,
his gaze softening,
before getting serious again.

"Then let them, I did kill Max, well, actually a collection of us did."

Sometimes, I want to hit him
and get him to realize
how serious these things are;

At this point I should run this
mafia, I basically do, the
only thing I'm missing is a title.

Aleksander is constantly with Rosalie, if he's not then
he's talking about something she
did or how we should
take extra precautions
to keep her and Marceline safe.


Thank god they only have one kid.


See, I'm not angry about him
being with his family,
it's good, and he isn't
being an asshole to everyone
when he has a happy home life.

I just don't want to hear about
it every time he takes a breath.

I roll my eyes and get up from
my chair "Yes, we know that, but
me and you both have a baby."

My daughter is important to me,
and even though I'm still trying
to figure out how to help Izabella without coming off as controlling,
I want to keep them both safe.

We both look at Rosie who's
drawing on the floor.

He smiles and says her name,
she smiles back, even
with the pacifier in her mouth.

Two little dimples make little
dents in her chubby face. He says
it again, making her giggle louder.


He leans back in his chair and
sighs "What are you suggesting?"

Before I could answer, the door opens revealing Izabella and Marceline, seeming a little tipsy

"Moya Lyubov?" Aleksander
speaks in a questioning tone,
she smiles and tilts
her head "Hey, where is Rosie?"

He points toward her, smiling
at both of them "Drawing"

Well, to be fair Rosalie
was drawing until
her mom walked in, now
she's crawling toward her.

"Rosie, did you have fun?" She
asks in a higher voice, picking
her up from the wood floor.

Rosalie hugs Marceline, she
smiles and looks at Aleksander.

"What did you both do?" I ask, noticing Izabella's face flushed,
it typically happens when she is drunk, I doubt she will admit it.

Izabella shrugs and tries not to
smile but fails "We went out,"
meaning they went to a bar or
club and drank all of their alcohol


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Scene seven: (Hating Hendrix)

Marceline's pov

"Where is Rosie?"

Aleksander picks up Alexei and
kisses his cheek "I don't know,
she told me she needed her purse."

He says to me while smiling
at Alexei who starts giggling.

"Rosie said she needed a purse?"
I ask again, just to be sure
I heard him right, it's honestly
really funny, and adorable.

He nods and walks toward me,
Alexei reaches out to me,
slowly getting upset that I'm not holding him.

Aleksander lets him climb into
my arms, carefully making sure
I have him before he lets him go.

Alex starts to calm down and lay
his head against my shoulder.

"Can you go find Rosie, we need to leave soon," he nods his head and kisses the top of my head before disappearing to find our daughter;

Who is probably changing into
a whole different outfit.

I carefully rock Alexei in my arms
until he falls asleep, trying to get
him in the car while he's awake is
one of the worst things I have to do.

Does anyone know why babies
don't like cars? Actually,
ignore that question, Rosie was
fine, she loved cars and that was
one of the only ways I could
get her to sleep for a few months.

"No, that's not true!" I hear
Rosie squeal while
she marches toward the room.

I hear Aleksander's footsteps
walking with her and if I didn't
I would hear his voice saying

"Yes, it is, I'm right." Rosie
scoffs and walks behind me,
lightly tugging on my dress so
I turn around to look at her.

She's wearing a dark red dress
with lace sleeves and
sparkles lined around the waist,
like where a belt would be.

If you don't remember, she was wearing a skirt and a white long-
sleeve shirt when I saw her last

"Mommy" she whines and
frowns, Aleksander rolls his
eyes, looking away from her.

They're both acting like children,
the difference is
that one of them is a literal child.

Rosie backs up and says
"Daddy's being mean to me" She crosses her arms and Aleksander shows me an annoyed look.

This is all just an act they do with each other, he loves her, and she
loves him, they're both too similar.

I play along and pretend to be mad
at Aleksander "What did you do?"

He smiles, knowing that I'm acting and he points down at her "She
is trying to bring three dresses
so she can change every hour,"

She shrugs, not even denying it.

I clear my throat and look at her "Rosie, you can't change outfits,"

She scoffs, four-year-olds
are ridiculously sarcastic,
it's amusing, but annoying
when they have tantrums
if they don't get their way.

Her eyes get bigger and slightly glossy, it won't work
on me. if she was genuinely
sad I would feel bad.

However, Rosalie knows she can
play Aleksander in seconds.

As soon as he sees her, he lifts her into his arms and dries nonexistent tears "Which ones?" I fight a laugh.

"No, to both of you, we need to
leave." Rosie lays against his shoulder with one tear running
down her face, she's good.

He frowns and carefully hugs
her small body "Sweetheart,"
he starts to speak to me but
I know where this is going.

"No, I meant what I said, Rosie, you are okay, I promise." I rub her back before walking toward the door

Before I walk down the staircase
I hear her room door open
and a giggle leaves Rosie's mouth.


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Scene eight: (Hating Hendrix)

Marceline's pov

"Aleksander!" He stops smiling
and I look out of the window,
seeing our children- Holding guns!

He laughs and says "Oh, I meant
to tell you about that-"

I hit his shoulder and run to
the back door, he follows
behind me, saying random
things that don't make sense

"You were supposed to watch
them! They are little,
they shouldn't be playing with
guns, it's dangerous"

He laughs and says "Marceline,
I know that, I wouldn't let them
have guns." My jaw drops
and I turn around to look at him,
I point toward them and say

"Really, Then what the fuck are those?!" I start to run toward
them but he pulls me back.

I look at Xavier, Rosalie, and
Alexei laughing and playing
like they don't have lethal
weapons in there small hands


They are literally seven and
fouryears old, their hands
should not even be near guns.


When I went to go feed Mikhail
and Sergei, I wasn't
expecting to come outside and
find them like this.


"Malysh, I wouldn't give them
a gun without talking to you,
and Xavier is with them." I roll
my eyes and scoff

"If that isn't a gun then what is it?"

He looks up at them and narrows
his eyes "some fake gun"


I raise one eyebrow and look back
at them "Like a nerf gun?" He starts to shake his head and then nods

"Good, and you do know that
BB guns have bullets right?
They can still get hurt
so don't give them that either."

He nods again and looks up
at them, eyes slightly widening,
did he not know that?

"Alek-" he pulls me into his chest
and hugs me, holding my head against his chest "I love you" he
says very quickly, likes he's scared
he won't be able to say it again.


I feel his jaw bone move, meaning
he's mouthing something
to Xavier. I try to push myself away but he holds me tighter.

I hear the kids stop laughing
making me
want to see what's going on.

If there is one thing I learned
about kids, when they're
quiet their usually doing
something they shouldn't.

Not to mention they have a little Aleksander in them
so they're somewhat demonic.

"Aleksander, if you don't let me
go right now I'm going to punch
you in the-"

He lets me go and smiles, perfect teeth, dimples, lines, and secrets hiding in his expression.

I turn to look at them and see that there both sitting on the grass

Xavier is gone,
and the guns are gone.

Why would they be gone if
they're just toys? "Where is he?"
Aleksander laughs and
tries to make a stupid excuse.

I turn back around to face him
and see Xavier about to walk
through the back door "Xavier!"
He freezes and slowly turns around, hiding something behind his back

"Oh, hey Marceline, it's funny
seeing you here, it's such a
beautiful day, I think Rosie and
Alex want you, and somebody probably wants me so I have to-"

I walk toward him and Aleksander
slowly walks behind me,
keeping a small distance,
because he already knows
he did something stupid.

I grab Xavier's arm, revealing
what's behind him and
surprising no one it's a gun- a
BB gun; the gun that can shoot.

Xavier and Aleksander both laugh,
not humorless, but both scared.

"So...Aleksander-" Xavier starts
to speak but Aleksander
points at him and then the guns "Don't blame this on me!" Xavier scoffs "Sorry, whose fault is it?!"

Aleksander's eyebrows furrow "Clearly yours, you bought them!"
I roll my eyes and walk over to the kids, making sure they're both okay.

I can't still hear Aleksander and
Xavier fighting with each other.

Xavier was supposed to hide them while Aleksander distracted
me and neither of them did it right.

Rosie and Alexei tell me that they were practing shooting at targets,
but then Aleksander said
they needed a moving target and
they wouldn't go to our shooting range because it's dangerous

So they used Xavier as the target.

I pick up Alex and hold Rosie's
hand, walking past
Xavier and Aleksander who are
too caught up in their argument
to notice us walk by.

Alexei runs into the kitchen,
laughing while Alexei tries to
run after her, but it doesn't
work while he's in my arms

"Mom?" Rosalie says,
handing me a glass of water

"Yes, baby?" she gives me a
big smile "Can we get candy?"

I look at the clock and see it's
around four so it's not too close
to dinner, and if
I give them any candy after six
they act crazy and won't sleep.

I nod my head and smile,
she starts jumping up and down,
then runs out of the room.

Alexei starts clapping,
getting excited even though he doesn't know what's going on.


I love it so much.

I pick Alexei up and carry him upstairs "Do you want to pick
an outfit?" he wiggles out of
my arms and runs into the closet,
he's definitely more like me.

He might not know much but he knows where his outfits are.

He walks back out of the closet
with a hanger and nothing
on it. He smiles and hands me it.

I guess he must've dropped what
he wanted inside
the closet "Is it in there?" I ask,
not expecting a good answer.

We both walk into the closet and
I see a blue onesie laying on the ground, I pick it up off the
ground and he tries to pull it out
of my hands while giggling.

"No, no" he says while pulling it,
I hand it to him to see what he's
trying to do

He grabs my hand and pulls me
out of the closet and toward the
bathroom.


We walk in and he grabs some
of Aleksander's Cologne off of
the counter.

I don't know which one it is but Alexei is very happy about it,
"Do you want some?" he smiles
and hands it too me.

I pick him up and carry him back
into the closet, with the
colonge in my hand. "Aleksander"
I say through gritted teeth,
feeling his presence in the room

"Moya lyubov," he smiles,
trying to get me too ignore
the fact he let our children
play with BB guns, and tried
to hide it from me with Xavier.

He walks up too us and us
and kisses Alexei
on the cheek, then mine.

Alexey starts giggling and takes
the Cologne bottle from me

"Why does he have that?"

Aleksander questions, I smile and
tell him "I figured it would be safer then, I don't know, a gun maybe?"

He smiles and tilts his
head "Really, you think so?"

I scoff and grab a onesie for
Alex who's very fascinated by
the lid on the bottle

"Where are you going?"
Aleksander follows us into
the bathroom.

I sit Alexei on top of the counter
and hand the clothes
to Aleksander "Away from you."

I need to go check on Rosie
and make sure she's
not dressing up for an event.

Everytime we go somewhere
she puts on jewelry,
makeup, nail polish,
fancy clothes, you get my point.

When I walk out of the room,
Alexei starts crying so I have
no choice but to go back, I used
to hate hearing babies cry but
when it's your own it's way worse.

I see the Cologne bottle in
Aleksanders hand instead of
Alexei which is probably why
he's crying "Why did you do that?"

Aleksander scoffs "Yes, I definitely meant to make my son cry." I roll
my eyes and take Alexei from him

"Listen, I didn't know because
I wasn't holding one,
Xavier told me they were fine
and they aren't even loaded,
they couldn't hurt themselves."

I grab the cologne from his hand
and give it to Alex, he stops crying and lays against me,
staring at the dark-blue bottle

"Aleksander it's the principal of it, they shouldn't have had them,
and you didn't know
if they were loaded until after."

He looks away and says "You are
right, I'm sorry, I will make sure
it will not happen again, but you
have to understand that I would never intentionally hurt them."

I lift Alex up and let him put his
small hand on my chest "I know
you wouldn't, I was just scared, I didn't want to make you feel bad
but I don't want them to get hurt."

I apologize because tears were building in his eyes and
I didn't want to make him upset,
I know he wouldn't hurt them,
I was shocked and scared

And what he did was
irresponsible, but I can't judge because I took them to
a drug dealers trailer so...yeah.

"I love you" he says, walking
closer to me and hugging both
Alex and me "I love you too,"
I whisper, kissing Aleksander.

I hear a noise from beside us and
see Rosalie who isn't happy "What's wrong baby?" Aleksander looks up
and realizes I'm not talking to him.

"Why are you not with me?"
I laugh and wave my hand, telling
her too come over here, she shakes her head and crosses her arms;

Watching her pout is so cute and funny but Aleksander drown: her
in affection so it doesn't last long.

He lets me go and walks up too
Rosie"I'm sorry, princess"

She looks away from him and
turns around. He starts
laughing but she stays in place.

He picks her upsand starts
ticking her, she giggles and
pushes his face "Okay, stop!" he
stops and walks back over to us,

Rosie pokes Alexei's shoulder
and smiles but then frowns
when it doesn't wake him up.

"Let's go!" Rosie shouts, waking
him up. Aleksander talks to Rosalie while walking out of the room so
I can get him too fall asleep again.

It's easier to drive somewhere
when he's sleeping because it's harder to help if he cries, for the
first few months that he was in
his car seat I had to sit in the back.

He crys a lot but that's mostly because Rosalie tries to play
while he's asleep, I try to stop
her but it never works.

After a few seconds of rocking
him, he snuggles into my neck and
goes back to sleep, I take a deep breathe, calming myself down and hoping my heartbeat slows down.

The door slowly opens, revealing Aleksander and Rosie asleep in his
arms "She fell asleep while we were on the couch." he whispers, making sure not to wake either of them up.

"Okay, come here" he slowly walks toward me, looking at Alexei.

"Can you get the cologne out of
his hand?" Aleksander tries not
to laugh while he carefully takes
it out of his hands

He sits it down on the counter,
and lifts up Rosalie making sure
she's comfortable.

They look so cute together, I'm so
in love with him, and our family.

I slowly and quietly walk into the bedroom, laying Alex down
in mine and Aleksander's bed.

I move the covers and get in
bed, holding him against
my chest and closing my eyes.

I think after I got pregnant
the first time, my sense
heightened, mostly smelling
things and hearing people

Aleksander walks into the bedroom,
and sits Rosie down on the bed,
putting her under the covers.

He doesn't lay down with us;
he grabs his wallet
off of the dresser and starts to
walk toward the door

He said he didn't have work
today, I don't think he told me
anything he had to do today,
but I trust him, I'm just curious
and I want him to lay with us.

"Aleksander!" I whisper shout, luckily he hears me and walks
to my side, leaning down
so I can talk "What's wrong?"

I shake my head "Nothing, are
you coming to lay down?"

He shakes his head and kisses
me "I will in ten minutes."
I only become more confused

"Aleksander!" He turns back
around and says "I'm going to
get her candy, do you want anything?" I start laughing,

She can get anything she wants
from him and it's adorable.

"No, but hurry up," he laughs
and kisses me again before leaving

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