Chapter 7

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" Teluma this is Mr. and Mrs. Morento and their son Dakota, I believe he goes to your school?" Lorenzo told me.
I nodded in acknowledgment and took my seat at the dining table.
"So Teluma, how was your life before living here with your real family? I'm sure it was a huge change." Mrs Morento asked me while taking a bite if the expensive steak.
"It's different," I said while picking at my food.
"Any hobbies? Baking, cooking or dancing maybe?"
"I like to fight," I stated coldly.
"Now what would a young girl like you be doing fighting?" Mr Morento laughed.
"How about," I started, " you mind your own fucking business," I finished.
"Teluma you do not talk to guests that way, he was only asking a question. Apologise," Marcus looked at me keeping his calm demeanour intact.
"No."
"Teluma," Marcus said with a hint or warning behind it.
I looked Marcus dead in the eye.
"Go fuck your self."
"TELUMA. I will not have this type if behaviour tolerated in my house. Finish your food and leave," Lorenzo said standing up.
"Dad, she's one of those anorexic bitches. She hates herself so much and is so insecure. She only wants to be skinny and pretty," Alfonso said jeeringly.
I gritted my teeth hard, clenching my jaw.
Do it
Hurt him
Break his neck
They don't want you
Kill
Kill kill
The voices in my head wouldn't shut up and I knew I wouldn't be able to stay here without killing someone. I stood up and tan out the front door, the pouring rain feeling amazing on my tattooed skin.
"DAD SHE HAS TATTOOS.SHE'S A SLUT. WHY CAN'T WE GET RID OF HER," I heard the younger barbie screeching. Her and her mother came down to dinner late while I was about to kill someone.
I heard the shouts behind me but I kept running. Why did every dinner here end up with me running away? Before I knew it I was in the clearing of the woods.
I screamed and hit trees. Anything to get my anger out. I took the knife out of my holster and eyed my wrist.
Do it
The pain will make you feel better
Once again I gave into the voices, creating a deep slit in my wrist, another to add to the collection. As I was about to do it again I was interrupted.
"Why are you doing this to yourself Bambina," asked Georgio. He had tears in his eyes.
"Why would you try jump off the building? Why? Why are you doing this to yourself?" He cried as he walked over and sat down beside me.
"Leave me alone."
"No."
"I don't want to feel like this. It just happens."
I never said anything about this topic to anyone else before.
Georgio tried to wrap his arms around me but I pulled back. He looked hurt and....and I didn't like that.
We sat in a comfortable silence under the pouring rain.
"We need to go back inside Tel," Georgio said.
"Ok," I whispered.
We walked the distance back to the house. I noticed a few security cameras and remembered where they all were.
We were walking up the steps to the house and went inside, only to be greeted by shouts.
"ITS YOUR FAULT THEY'VE BEEN MISSING," I heard...Dakota?
"Oh please she's only being dramatic," I could imagine Jordano rolling his eyes.
"Dramatic? You think she's being dramatic when you called her anorexic? Go fuck your self Jordano," Dakota said.
Why was he sticking up for me? I don't like him and I never will.
"Dakota baby, how about you sit down. I'm lonely down here," Mandy said. I looked around the corner to see her rubbing Dakota's arm making him feel uncomfortable.
There was no point in making a grand entrance. I told Georgio I was going to bed and I headed up the stairs. I had a shower and changed into some pjs. I eyed the weed at the bottom of my drawer.
One won't hurt
I took out the weed and opened my window. I smoked one, but one turned into two, two turned into four and soon I was high as fuck.
I had sings blasting at full volume and I was dancing in my bed with a bottle of vodka in my hand along with six empty ones on the floor.

I shouted the lyrics to the songs. It was times when I was high that I felt better. All the problems went away. I felt lighter.
But that was all gone soon enough.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"
"Ooooohhhh dear father fancy seeing you here," all my words were slurred.
"Aw the little princess has a drug addiction," Roberto said.
"Roberto now is not the time." Andi said. That was one of the first things he has said. He's very shy but judging by his build, he's a fighter.
"Em Teluma what happened to your wrist," Daniel asked.
I forgot that I slit my wrist a few times, but then I started singing and dancing.
"Fuck off, it's not as if you care," I slurred.
"Bambina we do care, but rnight now you need to sleep," Lorenzo said.
"I'm not getting any sleep, benefits of being an insomniac.
"How have you not passed out yet," Daniel asked.
"I'm no lightweight," I slurred, stumbling on to the soft mattress.
I felt the drink being taken out of my hand and a person kissing my forehead.
"I'm so sorry Bambina, I'm so sorry," I heard Alfonso whisper.
After that I had a nice peaceful sleep. Not.
I spent the whole night thinking if strategies to kill my family.
After all, the Devil always gets the job done.

So that was that. I have a feeling people are getting confused by which brothers are which so here's a list.

Lorenzo- father that's happy to have his daughter back
Marcus- very serious and demands respect
Georgio- has seen how broken Teluma is on the inside but doenst know it all
Alfonso- feels bad about how he behaved towards Teluma. Is now true Gn to earn her forgiveness
Andi- doesn't talk much but is nice and shy
Jordano- bad boy, dick
Daniel- nice and funny
Roberto- spoilt brat

Maddison- step mom
Mandy- step sister

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