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EVEREST
"Like you have a choice."
I glared Regio down.
"I wouldn't apologize to that bitch even if my life depended on it."
You see, it seemed Brother #1 told Brothers #3, #4, #5 and #6 that I had to apologize to Samantha.
Adagio, as expected, didn't care, Regio, Enzo and Alessandro were being assholes about the entire thing, and I was completely out of both painkillers and happy pills.
I'm sure you can guess how the conversation went. Names were called, apples were thrown, tables were flipped, and glares were- well, glared.
The argument didn't stay on Sam though. No, it hopped from one topic to the other. I almost pulled out the knife I had hidden in my doc martens when Regio called me out for refusing to wear my blazer along with my not-so-horrid school uniform.
Bitch should've been thankful though, because honestly, every single time any Hart wears a blazer, somebody dies. That's why I leave all the blazers I own for my business affairs, both legal and illegal.
But seeing as bro was hellbent on me 'keeping to the school rules', more for my ears' sake than his, I draped my blazer over my arm and shrugged on a Jean jacket in its stead.
Even then, our bickering didn't stop.
We didn't stop arguing when Enzo left for his college. And we didn't stop when Adagio went back up to his room. Nor did we stop arguing as we walked to the car.
And so, by the time we made it to school, we had had about twenty five different arguments which somehow all lead back to Samantha, who as fate would have it, is Alessandro's best fucking friend.
How fucking lovely.
We pulled into the parking lot but before I could storm out of the fine ass car in anger, Alessandro held me back, glaring.
"Same rules as the mall; don't talk to us, don't speak to us, don't even breathe in the same direction as us. You do not know us. Am I clear?"
I scoffed audibly.
"Who the fuck wants to know you two stupid assholes?"
Regio smirked, "Literally everybody darling. I don't know if you heard, but we practically run this school."
I rolled my eyes. Run it to the fucking ground you mean.
I parted my lips, about to air my views, when Regio put one of his disgusting little fingers to my mouth, effectively halting the movement of my lips.
"Not a word darling, no one cares about what you have to say. Just suck it up buttercup. Now get out of my car."
I rolled my eyes again, this time shoving him away, and got out of the car.
