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Chapter three:
Tonight, the main cast was auditioning so they weren't going to be boring, but it was going to be a long night. I let my mind wonder to what Rocco, Murphy and Connor were up to.
"Ana!" Tess said. I looked at her; she motioned towards the stage as Jessica Collins walked onstage. Jessica was auditioning for the part of Roxie.
"What monologue are you using?" I asked.
"It's an excerpt from All's Well That Ends Well," Jessica answered. Tess nodded and Jessica began. "I confess, here on my knees, before high heaven and you, that before you, and next unto high heaven, I love your son."
Once Jessica was finished, she informed them that she would be singing some song from a Disney movie that came out last year. I sighed as she began singing 'Color of the Wind' from Pocahontas. I took some notes on how she used the whole stage and finally, the song ended and I'm off in my own little world again.
"Morgana Della Rocco!" I hear DeeDee announce. I jumped and looked at her confused, then I looked at Tess, who was grinning.
"I don't have anything prepared, Tess," I said. She just pointed to the stage and I frowned, standing up from my seat. I made my way to the stage. It's not that I don't like performing; it's just, I haven't felt the same since my best friend Ruby died, which is why I started teaching. Suddenly Glenn Close's monologue in 101 Dalmatians came to mind. Smiling, I walked backstage and grabbed a fake fur coat. I walked back onstage and smirked at Tess.
"You beasts! But I'm not beaten yet. You've won the battle, but I'm about to win the wardrobe. My spotty puppy coat is in plain sight and leaving tracks." I growled getting into the Cruella De Vil's character. "In a moment I'll have what I came for, while all of you will end up as sausage meat, alone on some sad, plastic plate. Dead and medium red. No friends, no family, no pulse. Just slapped between two buns, smothered in onions, with fries on the side. Cruella De Vil has the last laugh!" and with that I started laughing like a madwoman. I saw Tess roll her eyes as she laughed. I thought for a moment, looking for a song, and smiled. I began singing 'Who Will Save Your Soul' by Jewel.
"People living their lives for you on TV,
Say they're better than you, you agree.
She says 'Hold my calls' from behind those cold brick walls,
Says 'Come here, boy, there ain't nothing for free.'
Another doctor's bill, a lawyer's bill, another cute cheap thrill,
You know you love him if you put him in your will."
Once I finished, Tess clapped before writing something down on her clipboard. Returning to my seat, I glared at her. "You did great," she said. I stuck my tongue out as DeeDee called the next person.
"How many more do we have?" I asked, looking down at my evaluation sheet.
"About three; Mike's going to be late," Tess answered. I groaned as some new person walked on stage. They introduced themselves and began their monologue and song, which both were from some old movie. Finally after three more auditions, I was able to leave.
"You up to getting some food?" Tess asked. I grinned and nodded. We walked to our usual place and ordered. "So how's your brother?"
"Annoying as ever," I said, deciding not to tell Tess about his latest adventures with the sexy MacManus boys. We decided to talk about who auditioned tonight. Suddenly, she turned the conversation to me.
"Why haven't you auditioned for us earlier, Ana?" she asked. I looked down. "I mean, I knew you in college and you went wild auditioning. I didn't understand how you and Ruby had time for all those productions that you did." I frowned. "Whatever happened to Ruby?" she asked. "After our sophomore year, she just disappeared."
I got really uncomfortable and stood up. "I don't really want to talk about Ruby," I said. She frowned but nodded. Our food eventually came and we began eating and reminiscing about our college years.
-The Boy's POV-
Meanwhile at the SinBin, Vincenzo enters and shuffles past the bar where the brothers stood. He walked through a bead curtain at the back of the busy porno house. The boys followed him. The boys wound down some long dark hallways with Rocco leading the way until they reached a green door. The boys stood, side by side, directly in front of it. Rocco was just behind them. The three pulled identical .9mm's and the boys pulled on their masks. Rocco put on a mask that he made from a dock worker's cotton hat.
"Okay Roc, this is..." Murphy started to say, but he turned and was instantly taken with laughter at Rocco's appearance. Connor turned and had the same reaction.
"What? You guys got masks," Rocco said. They started pointing and laughing.
"You look like Mush Mouth from Fat Albert," Murphy said through his laughter. Rocco took off his mask.
"Fine! Fuck it! When we're done she can I.D. me. I don't care. Just tryin' to be professional, but no..."
"No. No. It looks good. C'mon, put it back on. It's good. Ya look fuckin' scary man," Connor said, still laughing. He begrudgingly put it back on. They resumed their positions. "Okay Roc. Now, are ya sure that you're O-B-kay-B?" Connor asked, laughing along with Murphy just before all three of them burst into the room, climbed up a few steps and are in a small round room with a couch in it. A topless dancer sat on the couch, smoking and drinking coffee, in front of three big black steel doors with money slots in them. Rocco seized her, put a hand over her mouth and a gun to her head.
"Which one is he in?" he asked. "And don't pretend you don't know who the fuck I'm talking about." She pointed to the middle door. "What's his routine?"
"H-h-he jerks off in there. Th-then he puts money through the slot and I raise the door," she explained.
"How?" Murphy asked. She pointed to an orange button. Each door has a button to the left of it.
"Then what?"
"He watches me do my thing and f-finishes himself off," she answered.
Rocco was looking through the peep hole down on Vincenzo. He was still holding the terrified, crying dancer. They backed up and focused on the money slot. A hundred dollar bill came through. Connor gave it to the dancer. The boys began to recite their prayer. Rocco was smiling and excitedly, he still hangs on to the now hyperventilating dancer. They pressed the button. The door went straight up; Vincenzo had one moment of shock before Connor and Murphy decimated him through the glass with silenced bullets. The glass silently splintered and began to fall in chunks. His chest exploded, sputtering medallions and bits of gold chain inside the booth. The dancer fainted and Rocco laid her down gently. The boys stepped down in the boot and began their ritual. They finished and turned around to see Rocco is immersed in grabbing the unconscious dancer's breast. They pulled up their masks.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Connor hissed.
"I-I'll tip her!" he hastily said, standing with his arms raised.
"We've teamed up with a sex offender," Murphy said.
"So, when are you getting a plastic fuck doll?" Connor asked.
"All right. I'm sorry. I'm pathetic," Rocco said, getting up and started to toss money on her as the boys giggled.
Just then two more bills came through the slots of the other two doors, which have remained closed. Murphy looked through left peep hole; Connor looked through the right. Smiles spread across their faces and they looked at each other. They switched and each looked through the other guy's peep hole.
"What? What is it?" Rocco asked.
"This place is like a scumbag yard sale," Connor told him.
"We gotta come down here once a week and clean house," Murphy remarked. Rocco looked in one. He mumbled an 'oh, wow' as he crossed and checked out the other one.
"You sure about this guy?" he asked.
"What if they were paying to watch your sister?" Connor asked.
"As long as you're sure," was Rocco's reply. The boys looked at each other affirmatively. "Oh man. You gotta let me do these guys. I'm such a moron. I gotta make up for the tit thing," Rocco started to beg.
"No way. I've been waitin' for this asshole," Connor said, remembering the hospital incident.
"Aw, c'mon. I gotta clear my family name here. I've brought shame to the house of Della Rocco," Rocco continued to beg.
"Give the guy a shot," Murphy told his brother. "Then we'll tell Ana of the shame he's caused." Connor thought it over.
"Rocco, this is the real deal. We must kill without hesitation, without guilt or remorse. Evil man, dead man," Connor stated, readying his gun and making sure Rocco knew the real deal. Rocco turned serious and nodded his head. Connor replaced the clip in his gun and handed it over to Rocco; Murphy did the same. Rocco stood with one in each hand, aiming one gun at each door.
The boys both placed a finger on the appropriate orange buttons, as Rocco slowly cocked his head back. With wide eyes, he thrust his head forward. The doors flew up; Rocco fired both guns.
"Yeah, take it, take it!" he shouted as he shot. Both men in the booths were destroyed. Rocco then crossed his arms and fired two more shots from each gun. On the opposing walls of each booth, two identical bullet holes appeared.
"Wyatt fuckin' Earp, man!" he yelled. They began to walk out of the room. "You guys gotta teach me that prayer, man. That's some good shit."
"Forget it. It's a family prayer. My father, his father before him, that sort of shit," Connor informed him.
"C'mon!" Rocco whined. Murphy flicked his nose and they began to walk out of SinBin, finished with their duties for the night.
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