The Cards You've Hidden, Been Dealt & are on the Table

Chapter Twelve-Marco

Heya guys. How are you doing? Okay we got an update, I've been swamped with homework and I've been getting some bad headaches recently so sorry it didn't come sooner but at least it was only four days right?

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So song of the chapter. Kind of random, kind of not. It relates to the story a bit. "Home" by Phillip Phillips. If you have a suggestion or request comment it and label it with chapter for this one or future for, well, feature and it will make an appearance.

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Christian just ordered us to not follow them and not to go with the twins for their exams. I so badly want to be in that room right now. I need to know that my sorellina is okay. Or at least relatively so since she has all of those injuries. At least I know that my fratello is relatively okay already.

"I'm going to go bring their bags up to their room. They'll probably want them and then I'll be back down." Trevor breaks the silence that has engulfed every brother under third oldest besides Lucas since he is obviously with Lilliana and getting checked out himself.

I know that Vin is a great doctor and he will take care of them but I can't stop myself from worrying about her. But more so I find myself furious. Furious that my youngest siblings were taken. Furious that they grew up that way. Furious that I wasn't there to protect them or be with them while they were growing up. Furious that I'm a stranger to them. Furious that they were beaten, neglected, starved and more.

But most of all I'm furious that my precious sorellina was violated especially after she had already gone through so much. I already knew he was sick. I mean after everything he did. Then I find out how he treated them and that only enhanced that. Then I found out what he did to her, wasn't all of it enough before that? I wonder what else they have been through because Lucas quite obviously gave us an overview. How much did they suffer through and to what extent?

I so badly want to go to our gym or a fight or something right now. Anything to release this burning rage that I can feel starting to take over me. I feel it coursing through me and I know that after this is finished I'm going to feel even more than just anger.

However, I know that my brothers are going to come down here and tell us what happened while they were up there and a report on their injuries and I need to know how they are. After that maybe I will go blow off this steam.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts by hearing Trev walking back into the room. It felt like he just left the room but I guess I was so deep in thought that I didn't notice the time. I take this as an opportunity to observe my other brothers. They all look deep in thought. I see Trev sitting down on a couch. He looks stuck in thought and filled with guilt, worry and anger. Trevor may be a wacko and carefree but if you hurt his family, or do something he doesn't like, but more so hurt those he cares for you're going to regret it. That applies for all of my brothers. I can tell judging by the way that the twins acted tonight for each other that this is a trait that they share with us.

I look over to my two younger brothers and see Ben sitting next to Tony while they switch between silence and lightly conversing with each other. Tony has tears down his face a little bit behind that I see the common emotions that are in all my brothers right now. The guilt, the concern and the anger. My second youngest brother is incredibly, as most would put it, sweet. He cares deeply for others and I can tell it's taking its toll on him. However, by his fisted hands and posture I can tell he wants to go beat up this son of a bitch and show him the pain he made our little siblings go through.