untold

TWENTY

RICCARDO

BELLA JUST CAME RUNNING back into the room, fear filled her entire face, she looked like she had just seen a ghost.

We all shared confused looks as she started sobbing into mattia's chest. Without any sound leo walked out of the room, the rest of us slowly following behind.

As we were walking down the stairs we noticed the front door slightly open, letting in some cool air. A mess was all around, we all walked closer until I finally got a good look of one of them. It has a date written on it with black sharpie.

it was a girl, bella i think, she had blood all over her body only wearing some shorts and a ripped up top. She way lying on the ground looking like she was out cold.

I took my gaze to another, with a different date on it. This one showed a bunch of belt marks scattered over her back, before I could avert my gave to another phone leo's voice sounded.

"You three out, get some sleep, please," I looked in his eyes, pure exhaust with small bags forming under them. I know that he has been working a lot lately, more than normal.

I would sometimes walk by his office and still see light glowing at the bottom of the door, from time to time I would bring him a little snack but he was to engulfed by the work to sometimes even notice. only at the minimum a small nod was shown.

As us three all made our way up to our rooms, mixed up with so many emotions holding onto us. I know, knowing my brothers, they will be able to find the person, no dought about that, but what will cost them to do so.

From the day I found out about my brothers jobs I remember bring scared, not for myself but for them. I dont know what i would ever do to loose one of them, although we fight and argue a lot we would all take a bullet for each other.

Because for us, family is one of the most important things anyone could have, blood or not.

Family is someone who you can trust, someone who is there for you. People who were not even blood related to me acted more like family than people who were, but I would rather have a few people that i trust with my life than a bunch of people who would throw me away in a heartbeat.

BELLA

"bella hun whats wrong?" Mettia asked me after a while of me violently crying into his t-shirt, which gave a big tear stain in the middle of it.

I heard the door swing open and shifted my body to face it, there stood my two-eldest brothers with the same look on their face.

pity.

To me that is the worst way someone could look at you, some might like it, but for me it shows weakness. Like people have to be nice to you or you will break, like they have to be careful about everything that they say around you. Kinda like you a piece of glass, or an egg, everyone has to be so careful around you or you will break.