Andre Tagliatti

[Dewey]

Andre Cristiano Tagliatti

Birthdate: July 29, 1983
Height: 6'0
Weight: 170 lbs
Eye color: Green
Hair color: Black
Race: Sicilian
Occupation: Works for the Tagliatti Family Business
Friends: Dominic
Enemies: Many

Andre lives for the sole pleasure of bashing others. He speaks what's on his mind. Always. He's quick to judge someone, and even quicker to result to violence if he feels you deserve it. He has no tolerance for people who are weak, and has been known to take advantage of those who can't defend themselves. He doesn't like keeping a close group of friends; in fact, he regards his siblings and father as closest to him. Trust isn't easily given by Andre, and he really doesn't open up unless he really thinks you're worthy of knowing him personally. An interesting aside is that Andre has Tourette's, though its severity significantly decreased during his adolescence. Still, from time to time he will exhibit motor tics like excessive blinking, facial movements, throat clearing, and neck cracking. He also tends to repeat the words of others, or his own words. Though he doesn't have Coprolalia (the spontaneous utterance of socially objectionable or taboo words or phrases), he doesn't hesitate to insert profanity into most of his sentences. Oh, and he loves a good fist fight.

[Dewey]

((2017))

I can't f-ing believe it. I didn't even see it coming. Pops choosing Dominic to head the family over me? Is he f-ing kidding me? I've done more sh!t for this family than Dominic has. I've put my life on the line more times than he has. So what if I have a f-ing temper? I get the job done, don't I? I don't do this civil conversation sh!t; I put a gun to someone's head and let them know what their options are. What's wrong with that? It's too much to handle. And there's no way in hell I'm going to work for my brother. So I'm disaffiliating myself. And Zach. We're going to do our own sh!t.

What? Funny you should ask. You see, I'm going to show pops he made a mistake in choosing Dom, and I'm going to do it by completely f-ing up all of his plans. And you know who's going to back me in all this sh!t? Alejandro f-ing Montoya. Enemies with the Irish, who are now allied with the Rossi's, who are allied with every f-ing family in Arcadia. In short, it's going to be quite the war. But I'm ready. And I hope Dom is ready, too. He's going to be hit so hard he won't know what happened.

I'm not sure what the h3ll Zach's been doing since I kicked him off the Montoya job, but he's going to have to stop screwing around and getting serious. This is going to be hard work, and since f-ing Mossimo played it safe by staying with Dom, I'm going to need a new right-hand man. Since he's dating that girl, I might as well put him back on the front lines. We'll see what happens.

[Dewey]

((2017))

F- . If it's not one thing, it's f-ing something else. I can't believe Zach's been living with me for years now, and I didn't f-ing know he had taken up the narcotics business. If it was just selling drugs, maybe I wouldn't be so f-ing harsh on him. But using them?? What the f- is going on in that head of his? When I first got that call, I was pissed as all hell. But then when I heard the charges, there was something greater than anger inside of me. I think it was fear. I think I was scared sh!tless of the fact that my kid brother was f-ing up his life in a way I would've never foreseen. Even I never touched that sh!t--and that's saying a lot, let me tell you. Zach has a good head on his shoulders, but he's so convinced he's a screw up at school that he just does mediocre work. I know he could probably give those f-ing Ivy leaguers a run for their money if he just applied himself. And wanting to make his own money? What the f-? He still f-ing asks me for money. If he needed the money, I would've given him another job. He didn't have to go behind my back and start selling drugs. It makes me so mad because I feel like I'm partly to blame. Why didn't he come and talk to me about this? Was it because I had taken him off the Montoya job? Why would he risk his life to deal crack to a bunch of f-ing deadbeats. He could get killed out on those streets. Did I go wrong somewhere? Am I doing this whole big brother thing all f-ing wrong, or am I hardly doing it at all?

[Dewey]

D@mn. The past two weeks have been a f-ing roller coaster. So I bail Zach out of jail, of course, and pay the f-ing $5,000 bail with the full knowledge it would be reimbursed through our contacts in the police department. I also knew I'd be able to get one of our better lawyers at the hearing in Zach's defense. But you know what happens? F-ing Dominic calls me up and tells me that since I wanted out, then I'm out, and that I wouldn't be receiving the money and that I'd have to figure things out on my own now. F- him. So, I decide to set him up. I used Kali to spread a lie about how Dominic was in negotiations with the DeSoto family (the D'Alassio's worst enemy) and it was starting to go over well, until Dominic cleared things up with Vanni. Which meant Kali found out I had lied. On top of all this, Dominic proceeds to tell me all this sh!t about how I'm all alone etc. etc, and I'd had about enough. And when I have enough of something, you better f-ing watch out.

I go to Dominic's place, ready to f-ing kill the bastard. Can you believe it? Kill my own brother! That's how f-ing pissed I was. Just aiming that gun at him, I was ready to pull the trigger and see him dead. Even if I woldn't be head, I still just wanted him gone. I don't know when it started, but Dominic and I have never been close, and as it came closer and closer to Pops making a decision about his successor, the tension between us has just grown. And now we pretty much f-ing hate each other. Anyway, Pops caught wind of the situation (Alexis must've called him or something), because he comes in, aiming his own gun--at me! Which then just turns into us at a standoff. Except I would never shoot him. I f-ing love my father, all right? Yeah, he's kicked my @ss a few times when I got out of line (okay, a good number of times), but I've always respected his discipline, and I've always respected him, and even with this f-ing decision of his, I still would never disrespect him directly. So, I gave him the gun.

We talked about things, and he told me it wasn't about favoring Dominic. He's letting me head the casino business, too, which I guess is better than nothing. I still hate that I have to meet with Dominic on occasion and tell him how things are progressing. F- him. I really hope he screws up so that Pops will see I'm better cut for this. Besides, I got my temper from him, so it's his fault. Fortunately, Kali's forgiven me, too. At least she's coming around to it. I hated lying to her like that, and I'd never want to involve her in this business. But it's so f-ing tempting when her brother is the head of a Family..

[Dewey]

((2G - Kali breaks the news to Andre that she's pregnant))

Holy f-ing hell. How the f- did this happen? It's a big enough surprise to everyone I know that I actually settled down in a marriage. But now this? Kali told me last night over dinner that she had big news. At first, I was expecting her to tell me something about a job promotion, or some sh!t concerning Vanni that I would've cared less about. Then she got a little serious, and mentioned seeing a doctor, so I thought she was sick or something--you know, like really sick. But no. You know what she tells me? That she's f-ing pregnant! PREGNANT[/u]. Yeah, I am ready to jump in bed every day (come on, I'm a Sicilian man...) but that sure as hell doesn't mean I have babies on the mind when I do. I mean... damn! Pregnant! I never wanted kids. I knew for a long time that I never wanted kids. I'm not father material! I never was, and I never will be.

But Kali seems to think there's no turning back now. And come on, it's not like I want to get rid of it the.. kid.. but.. people do it all the time, don't they? What the f- ever. She's f-ing stubborn, pops would probably disapprove, and I probably wouldn't be able to get it out of my mind that I.. ended a life (that was, for once, undesserving of it). I'm just so f-ing nervous about this parenting sh!t. I don't know the first thing about beign a father. And I'm not ready. Yeah, I know we're in our thirties now and the clock is ticking, but why couldn't it just be the two of us for the rest of our lives? Now this kid business, and changing diapers, and not being able to sleep, and him growing up to rebel and defy me and put gray hairs on my head, and all those f-ing arguments and him getting into all kinds of sh!t and bringing home tramps for girlfriends... Damn, I can see it all now. What if he turns out just like I was in my teenaged years?

Like pops said, though, maybe it will be a girl. Then Kali can be the primary parent. Take her.. wherever mother's and daughter's go to bond. Hell, even ma would step in, I'm sure, and help out. I shouldn't have blown up at Kali like I did. I know that. I feel f-ing bad about it all, and I want her to know she's not alone in this. All right. So we're parents. We're f-ing parents...Andre and Kali Tagliatti. F-ing parents!! Now I'll be carrying around diaper bags and those.. baby carrier.. things, bottles, toys... f-.

[Dewey]

((2G- Birth, Baptism, Christmas 5 years later, and Lessi's first date at 16))


You are not going to f-ing believe this. TWINS. F-ing twins! What the h3ll? My insurance is paying this doctor enough to buy three country homes, and they don't have the technology to let me know in advance that I'm going to be the father of TWO kids? And not two girls, either. Nah. Clearly someone upstairs is screwin' with me because I was given a son. I have to admit...when I was holding Alessia, I had all these feelings of pride and I was just beaming, you know? It was weird to hold this thing, well this baby, in my arms and know that I had played a part in creating her. She's so small. She's like a bag of feathers. And so beautiful (of course she does; she has my eyes) I was so proud of Kali. I mean, let's face it. Delivery looks like a f-ing hell, but she's a trooper and stayed strong, and now we have this beautiful daughter... And then came the son. Now, I'm not happy about having a son. To be honest with you, the first thing that came to mind was the family business, and having to train him in it once he's old enough. But other thoughts that came to mind were all the times Zach's driven me f-ing crazy living with me. Two kids. I can't believe this. I have my work cut out for me. I just hope I do a good job at it.

* * * *

Today the kids were baptized. They didn't have traditional Christian names, and I know the priest would've preferred that, but I happen to like the name Alessia Rosalba.. and Kane was a surprise, so we had to figure out a K name on the spot. It was a good baptism, nonetheless. Vanni was the godfather, and Christina was the godmother ((I figured it would be them since they mention them most of the time; we can change it, though, if you want!)) All our families were there, too. Even Kali's dad flew in from Sicily. Her ma wasn't there, though. I don't know if she was upset about that, but... I haven't mentioned it. Maybe I should. Sometimes I don't know what her take is on her ma. It seems, from what I can tell, that they don't have a f-ing relationship at all, but that's just me. I hope she comes around, though. It would be nice for the kids to have both their grandmothers. Speaking of grandmothers, ma was in tears at the baptism. I swear that woman cries about everything Pops looked proud. We took a picture, him, me, and Kane. Three generations of Tagliatti's. It was an overall good party. The kids are healthy and happy--they don't cry as much as I thought they would. They're pretty d@mn big eaters, though. Like to laugh, too. It's kind of lightened me up.

* * * *

You know... I f-ing spend hundreds, probably over a thousand..probably close to two f-ing thousand...on Christmas gifts this year. Kane and Lessia are five years old, and you know what that's like. They want anything and everything. And you can say I f--ing spoil them all you want. I honestly don't give a d@mn. I've got the money, don't I? So why wouldn't I give them a good Christmas? Thing is, apparently all the sh!t I've done for them isn't good enough, because on top of all that money I've spent, they can't follow a few simple directions to be on their best behavior and stay away from the Christmas presents. It doesn't seem like a big thing for them to open presents beforehand, but I'm a stickler about discipline (like my pops was) so one little thing pisses me off big time. They'll get their presents back, though. Thanks to Kali. If it were up to me, I'd take all the toys back to the store. But they'll have to do chores around the house to get them back one by one. They should've known better.

* * * *

Just the other day, she was exciting about getting Barbies for Christmas. Now Alessia is sixteen years old, a young woman. She doesn't care about dolls now, but about makeup and clothes and d@mn boyfriends. I knew this day would come, but I was hoping it would come further on down the road. When I was ready for it. Because I sure as h3ll am not ready for it now. She's my only daughter, my little girl. I remember coming home from work, and smiling when she ran up to me excitedly and threw her arms around me in a big hug. Things are different now. She spends hours on the phone with her friends, she avoids hugs because she doesn't want to mess up her hair or makeup, and she's not as vocal in declaring her love for me. And you know, I get it. I was the same way I guess. Kids gotta grow up. I wish they could stay five years old forever, but at the same time, I like watching them mature, seeing how their personalities change...all that sh!t. But Alessia.. dating? At sixteen? I don't want her to become like my sisters. I want her to... I don't know, have class? I know that words pretty much extinct in the Tagliatti family, but when it comes to my little girl, I keep thinking how no one's good enough for her, not this f-ing high school quarterback. This is so hard for me. I just want to provide for her forever, be the number one man in her life. D@mn. They don't tell you sh!t like this in parenting class...

[Dewey]

I can't believe this. I can't f-ing believe this. Sometimes, Zach just drives me f-ing crazy. I'm d@mn well near to pulling my f-ing hair out! I spend the past few days stressing out, probably putting gray hairs on my head, because I'm down 7 grand. I do all the calculations over and over, check every division of the family's assets, and still I'm doing 7 grand. I tell pops, and we go over who it could be, our only options being Moz and Zach. We call Moz, but he swears he didn't take sh!t out the account. And when the only remaining option is Zach, I become pissed as all hell. To have the f-ing audacity to withdraw that much money without even f-ing telling someone beforehand? -No, without even asking permission! Who the f- does he think he is? It's a priviledge to have access to our accounts, and he just goes and abuses it?

Naturally, I'm ready to kill him. Then he tells me his ol' man came to him and naturally laid the guilt trip on him. Zach gave in. It's beyond me what goes on in that kid's mind sometimes. It's like he loses all rational thought when it comes to his dad. I don't get it. Does he really think the b@stard will change? It's a nice thought. Trust me, there's nothing more I'd want for Zach than to have his dad in his life--but come on. The guy's a f-ing alcoholic and crackhead! He played Zach, and then turned around and used the 7 grand for other sh!t.

So not only am I done 7 grand myself, but now I still have to pay f-ing Carlos' debt --to the f-ing Rossi family! I'll be d@mned if Marcello Rossi thinks I'm going to clean up some deadbeat's mistakes. I don't have any affiliation with f-ing Carlos Castillo, and Zach isn't exactly his 'next of kin', considering he was given up. I don't know what the Rossi's are trying to play here, but they better back the f- off, because I'm never indebted to no one, and that's not going to change now.

[Dewey]

I'm serious this time. I'm seriously going to f-ing kill Zach. For half of last night, I didn't even know what the f- we were doing, who we were working on behalf of, and what the f- the end goal was. It started off with f-ing Carlos Castillo and his debt to the Montoya family, the Rossi family is now involved, and soon I'll be giving the Molony family trouble. Want to know the best part, though? For once, for once, I didn't do sh!t ! Here I am, just driving around, trying to mind my own business, keeping the peace and all that sh!t, and Zach sure enough just drags me into his f-ing world of debts and drugs and f-ing crackhead fathers. I'm going to have to get hard on this kid. For the time being, I've let him make his mistakes left and right, and yeah, he's been real sorry about it all. But there are times when you just can't make mistakes, and he'll have to learn that sooner than later.

[Dewey]

Well f-! Things just keep spiraling out of control so long as Zach's sitting behind the driver's seat. What the f-, I can't even enjoy a dinner with my family without being told bad news. You know, when all this sh!t went down, I tried to roll smoothly with it. When I found out why the Family was down 7 grand, I tried to remain calm. Even when I found out we afterward owed money to the Rossi's on top of that, I still tried to keep my cool. The Montoya's abducting f-ing Carlos made me sick, because there was no way in h3ll I wanted to pay 10 grand to get that f-ing crackhead back. But on top of all the sh!t I've already had to deal with, now Zach has to threaten our namesake one more time. It's as if being in jail for drug possession wasn't good enough for him. Nah, he wants to go above and beyond the call of duty.

I told him straight out last night: one more mistake, and he's out. It was hard to tell him that. Nobody wants to severe ties with their kid brother, the kid they think might take over the business when you're gone. I almost went soft and apologized, but I wouldn't. He has to learn. He's not learning with me cleaning up all his sh!t all the time. I'm going to have to be harder on him. And he'll probably hate me in the process, but I honestly see no other way to make Zach fitted for this business.

Fortunately, we can all enjoy some time away from Auvernha. I'm taking the family to Disney for a week. Originally, it was for Kali and the kids, but then Kali got on my back about the business half of the trip, so Zach's coming along, too, to substitute for me. I know she didn't mean what she said--about being absent in the kids' lives or anything. At least I hope she didn't. I'm trying the best I can to juggle all these different jobs, being head of the family, being a father, being a brother, and most important: being Kali's husband. Maybe sometimes I screw up one of those jobs. I'm sure I have in the past. And maybe sometimes I lose my temper with the kids. But that doesn't mean I don't love my family. Still, I felt bad about planning to do business meetings the whole time. With Zach there, I'll be able to do both. We'll see how he handles this.

[Dewey]

We're here in Florida. What a vacation spot. I'm almost tempted to forget that I'm here to make business contacts. The kids are ecstatic. There were costumed characters at the hotel during lunch, and Kane and Lessi went crazy over Mickey Mouse. I try to mask a lot of feelings, but I couldn't help but laugh and enjoy the moment. I have a feeling it'll be a relaxing week.

Pop came in later in the night with ma. It was relieving to see him. I didn't get to finish my conversation with him, but I'm sure I'll have more time during the week. For the time being, the current Zach problem was foremost in our minds. I'm just waiting for the Missing Person report to go out. That's when we play rough. Zach was a little surprised, I think, to realize just how rough the Tagliatti's play this game. I don't think he realized it might cost a relationship. But the Montoya's aren't going to respond unless we give them reason to respond, and Lisette's name being on that suspect list is just the thing to get Alejandro under our control. Sure it's not ideal for Zach, but I need to know some things. I need to know he won't let some relationship muddy his thoughts, I need to know he's willing to do whatever it takes to keep the Tagliatti's at the top, and I need to know that he's loyal first to our family, before being loyal to anything else. I'll have to have a talk with him tomorrow.

[Dewey]

((AU))

What. The. F-. Are you f-ing kidding me? Man, it's a good laugh, that's for sure. I don't know what's gotten in Kali's head, but she quite the Arcadia Times (a job she f-ing loved), and now she's eloping with some Henri guy. This guy's a f-ing preacher's kid for God's sake. I mean, come on, Kali. Wake up and smell the cofeee, will you? The two of you don't have sh!t in common! What the hell are you thinking!? Are you thinking? I don't think so. I mean, I know I wasn't like.. best husband of the year or anything, but she can do better than that guy at least. I know it's just rebound. Poor Kali... *smirks* Jumped into the first arms that opened for her and it happened to be some meathead. Well, out of the kindness of my heart (and because I think we had something good going--so we fight 24 hours a day, so what?), I'm going to put her out of her misery. This joker's gonna be runnning away from Kali once I'm through with him. Ha.

[Dewey]

The Molony's really don't know what they're getting themselves involved with here. We don't play f-ing games. We get right down to the dirty, and get the job done. We have Capritti offering his services, and if he kills a few Irish here and there, so be it. Sean, Rhett, and their little crew won't know what hit them. I honestly can't wait to watch them go down the drains. It's going to be a f-ing good show to say the least. But hey, when you cross a Tagliatti like they did a few weeks ago, you better believe you won't be getting sleep. We plan on running them out of this city. They don't belong here and they need to know that. And they will.

In other news, Mossimo had to go and be a f-ing hero. Don't get me wrong. I appreciate him taking a bullet for pop and all. But it's his f-ing job. It's not like we have to put him on a pedestal because of it. Come on. He'll be out of the hospital in a week or two, I'm sure. Give me a break. I can't believe pop is going to make him my f-ing partner. Are you kidding me? I barely get a long working with Dominic, and you're going to put me with Moz. I'm at my prime here, and he wants to stick some inexperienced little... All right, Moz is my friend. I should know he's not going to steal my f-ing thunder from me...because if he does....oh, there'll be hell to pay. I just have to make sure I'm always in the spotlight and NOT him, so that pop doesn't have to secondguess himself about me.

I asked Kali to move in with me yesterday. Well, if you consider that asking. But she agreed and I guess we're living together now. It's nice. I mean, originally it was just for her safety and all, since the Molony's were being unpredictable but...I don't know. I like it. Pop calls it 'playing house'--whatever. At least I'm not going to be like Dom, pressing my late twenties and still living at home hahaha