General RP One Debt Paid, and Another Debt Made (CoffeAndBlanket)

[RhysTheFirebird]

Name: Azazel “Az” Raymend
Age: 18
Looks: Onyx black hiar with pale gray eyes and light creamy skin. A soft, feminine look about his face and body. Thin shoulders and waist and hips that slightly curve. About 5’5

~’~’~’

Az was on his way home from his classes, hands in his pockets and headphones on. The dingy apartment complex almost falling apart at thins point as he approaches the gate. He looks around for a moment and then his gaze goes past the broken gate, up to the third story and all the way to the left, where the place he and his father called home. He slips through the gate, walking towards the steps that would take him up to the third floor and the door oh his home.

 

[CoffeAndBlanket]

Name: Dominic Martell
Age: 20
Looks: Dark brown hair with deep blue eyes. His skin is quite tan with freckles peppering his arms nicely. He has an athletic and muscular build with strong shoulders and overall a strong upper half. His legs are strong as well, and they fit the rest of his body nicely, he's also a little over 6'1"


Dominic had taken over for his father a little over a year ago, owning multiple casinos and bars to make all the money. Behind closed doors, he was a mafia boss. He was feared by the ones who owed him money, and he was respected by other mafias for how he and his father had evaded the authorities for so long without even raising suspicions. A week ago he had sent some men to collect money from one man who owed them. The man gambled quite a bit at one of their casinos. He sent his men to collect the $5000 that he owed Dominic. He was given two months, more than others. Dominic received word that the man didn't have the money for them. He decided he would take something of the man's until he could pay him back. Who knows how long that would be? He left his home and drove to the man's apartment. He broke in because the man was at work, there he waited for the man's son. He sat in a chair in the other room, one of his guards hiding behind the door to trap the man's son. He wanted this guy to hurry up, he had things to do today. He sat up when he heard the door unlocking, he waited for the man to enter. Dominic wore black pants with a white button-up shirt, his black jacket hung up on the wall. It was obvious that he had made himself comfortable.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Az pushes the door open, his nose wrinkling at the smell that greeted him. Old piss and alchhol. The smeel was wretched and Az was hoping he’d eventually have enough money to move out of this shithole and away from his father’s nasty habits. Habits that had gotten Az into more trouble than he liked to admit. But that trouble had given Az a spryness to his feet, and the few maneuvers to get away. It had also given him the ability to talk himself out of most problems, but sometimes, it didn’t even well with Az.

The thing was, his father didn’t care.The old bastard didn’t care when his son came home bruised and bloody from a brawl he was too small and weak to win. The only thing the man seemed to care about these days was gambling and alcohol.

So it came to no surprise to Az that when he walked in his front door and moved to close it, there was a man behind the door. The man was already pushing the door closed, and afterwards he grabbed Az, and forced him to face then man in his father’s usual chair. The only comfortable and decent piece of furniture in the whole damn apartment. He hisses and instinctively brings his foot down and back onto the arch on the man’s foot and growls when the hold on him only tightens.

 

[CoffeAndBlanket]

Dominic motions to the man behind the door and the man nods, closing the door and grabbing ahold of Az. He aggressively brings him in front of Dominic. "A feisty one eh? I guess it runs in the family," He says before standing and looking down at Az. "Well, no time for introductions. I'll explain later if I feel like it," He says before grabbing his jacket and putting it on before signaling for the man to bring Az along. Az could feel something press against his back. "If you make any noise or try to get away, you know what happens," The guard growls in his ear before following Dominic out of the apartment and down towards the black car waiting for them. Az gets shoved into the backseat, while Dominic takes a seat beside him. He knew that Az could get away if it was just him back there. The guard climbs into the front seat and locks the door before driving away from the old apartment building. Dominic didn't speak during the drive, he just looked ahead.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Az glares at the man before him, his light gray eyes filled with fury. He squirms, trying to break free of the guard‘s hold on him. He feels a chill go through him as the feeling of something against his back. He bites his lip, moving forward slightly, following the man who had been sitting in his father’s chair. Upon being shoved into the car, his elbow slams into the set in front of him and he hisses softly in pain as he rights himself, pressing back into the seat.

His gaze flicks to the man who had just literally kidnapped him and his fingers dig into his jeans. ”Feel like explaining to me why you literally just kidnaped me?” It was a delayed statement, his mind trying wildly to catch up to what the hell was happening.

”Why don’t you just tell me now? Is it my father? Some sort of debt he has?”

 

[CoffeAndBlanket]

Dominic turns to Az when he asks if he feels like explaining why he kidnapped him. He stares at him for a moment before speaking, "It's simple," He continues, "Your father owes us money, we gave him two months to pay us back. He never paid us back so we took you. We'll be keeping you until he pays us our money," He stated before turning and looking out the window again. As they drove back to Dominic's home, he wondered if he should let this guy stay in a room. He was quite fond of the boy's father, so maybe he should treat Az a bit better than others.

After fifteen minutes of driving, they arrived at a mansion. The guard unlocked the doors and went to the backseat before pulling Az out of the car. Dominic followed and stood beside the two. He whispered to the guard, telling him to bring him to a room upstairs. The guard nodded and walked towards the stairs, fulfilling his orders. As Az was taken upstairs, he could see the place. It was huge! Every room seemed to have been decorated by a professional, it smelled nice, and there were maids, butlers, and guards wandering around. The guard took Az up a set of stairs before bringing him to a bedroom door. He unlocked it and shoved Az inside before shutting and locking the door.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Az yelps, not even looking around as he’s shoved into a room and the door is locked. He bites his lip, shaking his head slightly. He growls, kicking the door and then looking around before flopping onto the bed and curling up. He stares at the wall, chewing on his lip as his mind whirls. If he was here until his father paid the money, he might as well get comfortable because he knew there was no way his being kidnapped would hurry his fathers motivation to get the money.

 

[CoffeAndBlanket]

Dominic made his way inside, following the guard and Az. He chuckled when Az kicked the door, "It's no use, Azazel," He said from the other side of the door. "Even if you did make it out, you would be caught in an instant," He said before Az could hear Dominic walking away, to his bedroom. He thinks for a minute, knowing Az couldn't escape the mansion if he tried. Should he let him wander around? No, not yet. He wanted to see how the man would act now, just being trapped in the room. Dominic walks into his room before shutting the door. He entered his large bathroom and undressed before stepping under the warm water that fell from the shower head.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Az stays on the bed, staring blankly at the wall. He don’t know how much time passes, he doesn’t move an inch. He stays there, curled into a ball and silent. His throat felt tight with panic and his chest heavy and crushing down on him with dread. He didn’t want to be here, but he was stuck. He knew he was, he knew there was no way out. He closes his eyes and slowly falls into a restless sleep.

 

[CoffeAndBlanket]

After the shower, Dominic got into bed and quickly fell asleep. He woke up at around 5 A.M. and got ready. He pulled on nice black pants and a black button-down shirt. A maid came to his door and knocked, letting him know that the chefs had made breakfast for him and Az if he wanted him to eat. Surprisingly, Dominic wasn't as cruel as his father and nodded. He walked past Az's room, unlocking the door and sticking his head in. "The chef's made food. You can come eat it, or they'll bring it up to you. Hit that button on the wall if you want them to bring it up," He said, unenthusiastically before shutting the door and heading down the stairs, leaving Az's door unlocked.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Az doesn’t respond, staying in bed and tucking his head under the Pillow. It was too fucking early and he wasn’t even hungry. He didn’t want to eat. He closes his eyes, quiet. He falls asleep again, still restless as nightmares plague him. Images of his father raging and screaming. Images of the people who had come after him because of his father’s antics.

 

[CoffeAndBlanket]

Dominic makes it downstairs and speaks to the chefs and maids as he eats. They were always so kind to him so he repaid it. They got along well, some would even consider them friends. He didn't see Az coming downstairs, nor did he see anyone bringing food up to him. He rolled his eyes before asking the Chef to put some on a plate. She happily did so and handed it to him. He took it and headed up the stairs before opening Az's door. He set the plate on the bedside table so it would be there when Az woke up. He wasn't trying to starve the man, he knew that he needed to eat at some point. He closed the door, forgetting to lock it as he headed down to his office.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Az doesn’t wake for hours, finally waking up at ten in the morning. He looks at the clock and then looks down to the plate. He frowns, and looks away, not having an appetite. He gets ups from the bed and makes his way to the bathroom, closing the door and then locking it behind him. He turns the shower water on, ice cold. He steps into the cold spray, gasping softly and then closing his eyes, letting the cold water wake him.

 

[CoffeAndBlanket]

For the rest of the morning, Dominic doesn't bother Az. He worked in his office, managing finances and transferring money to different accounts. At around one o' clock, there's a knock on Az's door. It's one of the maids. She opens the door and peeps her head in, noticing the plate of untouched food on the nightstand. "Um... would you like something to eat or drink? That food is old, so I wouldn't blame you if you wanted something else," She says kindly. So far, Az hadn't had to deal with terrible treatment, everyone seemed pretty nice, except for the guard that brought him here.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Az looks up from the bed and then shakes his head, “I’m not hungry.” He drops his face into the pillow again, silent. He was used to this, random times where he‘d loose all and any appetite. He knew it would come back tomorrow and he”d be raving hangry, but for now. . . He sighs, closing his eyes and nestling deeper into the covers.

 

[CoffeAndBlanket]

She nodded, "Ok, just let us know if you want anything," She said before closing the door, not locking it. He could hear her going back downstairs. About an hour later, he could hear Dominic going downstairs. Dominic headed towards the door before leaving, two men following him. He told the maids that he would be back late. Dominic left, driving to the same old apartment building where they had gone the day before. Az's father was home, and Dominic climbed up the stairs before entering the apartment.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Az stayed in bed the rest of the day, not getting up or doing much of anything.

~’~’~’

Az’s father, Julius, was sitting in his chair, watching TV and drinking a beer. He’d just gotten home from work and blew most of his paycheck on a new case of beer. He was content. He hadn’t noticed Az missing, the boy always quiet and trying to avoid the temper rollercoaster Julius was. He lets out a sighs, drinking half the beer in one go and switching channels.

 

[CoffeAndBlanket]

Dominic stepped into the apartment, his nose wrinkling as the foul smell became overwhelming. He stepped in front of the television and stared down at Julius. “Where’s the money, Julius?” He asked, quite annoyed. “Your son will remain with us until you’re able to repay us,” He said, rolling his eyes at the new case of beer.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Julius looks up and waves his hand, “I’ll get you the money whenever I have it. Whenever that wll be, I’m in no rush. You took the boy off my hands. ONe less mouth to feed.” He takes another long drink from his bottle, grumbling.

”He’s just a pretty face with nothing between his ears.” He mutters, leaning back in his chair.

 

[CoffeAndBlanket]

Dominic stood there in front of Julius, the other two men standing by the door. Julius had a history of becoming violent, so Dominic had the guards there in case Julius tried anything. “Julius… how much money do you have for us? We gave you two months to come up with the money and it appears like you’ve just been spending it on beer,” He says. He raised a brow when Julius insulted Az, he knew how it felt when your own father insults you, when your own father doesn’t care for your wellbeing, when your own father just doesn’t care. “Say that again,” He growled, not sure why he wanted to defend the man.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Julius thinks for a long moment before shrugging, “Probably. . . Three hundred?” He rolls his eyes, leaning back in his chair, staring at Dominic.

“He’s a pretty boy face. Nothing much going on between his ears. And his grades show it, always failing. Look, I’ll get you the money when I have it. But Keep the boy. I don’t want him. He’s 18 anyways and doesn’t need to be under my roof. If I’m not spending money to feed his ass, you’ll get yours faster. But you’re not the only guy I have debts for.” He gets up, walking towards the kitchen and setting the bottle of beer down.

Despite his love for cheep alcohol, the man did know how to regulate it. He only spent a hundred to a hundred fifty a month on the drink and then money to pay the rent in the apartment and then food. He could also have once been a handsome man, before his wife walked out and his life went to shit. “I’m working on it. Just give me time.” He mutters, shaking his head.

He opens the fridge and looks over his shoulder, “Tea?” He offers.

 

[CoffeAndBlanket]

Dominic just stood there and stared at the man, listening as he spoke. Finally he said something, “Well I’ll say he’s much better and smarter than you ever have been Julius,” He stated, rolling his eyes. “And as a father, you should be there when he needs you, when he needs a roof over his head and when he needs food in his stomach,” He says, “That’s what being a father means,” He says before heading to the door. “You have two weeks,” He said before leaving, slamming the door behind him and his guards.

They head back to his house and he climbs up the stairs, standing outside Az’s room for a bit before deciding to just leave him alone. He walks away from Az’s door and goes into his room.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Julius rolled his eyes, “I never wanted to be a father.” He mutters under his breath. He sighs and makes his way back to the living room, sitting down and closing his eyes.

~’~’~’

Az hadn’t moved from the bed, napping on and off all afternoon and now he laid sprawled on his back, staring at the ceiling. He still hand’t eaten and had drunk little throughout the day.

 

[CoffeAndBlanket]

Dominic showered before going back downstairs, just wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and a black t-shirt. One of the chefs let him know that Az had not eaten all day. He thought for a second before going back upstairs to Az's room. He opened the door and stood there, "Get up," He said, not leaving the room. He seemed tired, his hair was still wet as well.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Az blinks once and then curls up again, “Go away. . .” He mumbles, closing his eyes. He drapes his arm over his face, not wanting to see the man standing in the doorway.

”I want to be alone. . .” He felt better going through one of his episodes if his was left alone, and people coming in every few hours to offer fresh food or a glass of water had run him thin. He just needed quiet and peace to sort through everything mentally. To figure out what he needed to do and what his next step would be. And then, tomorrow, he would be able to eat again if all went well. If not. . . It might be a few more days, which he did not want.

 

[CoffeAndBlanket]

He hesitated before shaking his head, "No, you need to eat. After you eat you can be alone for as long as you want," He said, not moving. He thought for a second, unsure if he should mention Az's dad. Finally, he decided to speak, "We went to see your father," He said, standing against the wall with his arms crossed.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Az sighs, “I’m not hungry. . .” He whispers, removing his arm and siting up slightly, staring at Dominic.His back stiffens at the mention of his father and he looks away.

”What? Let me guess, he doesn‘t give two shits?”

 

[CoffeAndBlanket]

He stood there as Az sat up. "Well, I apologize but he mainly just insulted you and said it was better that you were here. I won't go into details unless you want me to," He said, feeling bad for him. No one should have to listen to their father saying those things about them.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Az sighs, “I know what he says about me. . .” He turns his face away, closing his eyes. He rubs his face, sighing heavily.

”But he’s right. I’m better off anywhere but under his roof. . .” He gives Dominic a wary look, “Well. . . Not everywhere. Your guard doesn’t seem to know when he should loosen his grip slightly.” He turns away.

 

[CoffeAndBlanket]

Dominic nodded a bit, "Well I apologize for him, he was just making sure that you didn't get away," He said. He couldn't think of anything else to say so he just nodded. "Well... I'll just leave you alone now, but please just eat at some point," He says before leaving the room, the door was left cracked, showing that he didn't care if he roamed around the mansion.