Talia Accardi had been in the foster system since she was 2. She was left at the fire station with nothing but a purple elephant stuffie and a gold locket. As she grew up bouncing from one family to another, each family being worse than the previous...
TRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONS OF EATING DISORDERS AND SOME VERBAL ABUSE.
Third-personPOV:
After the brothers took their sister to her room they retreated to Matteo's room. They all sat in silence until Vincenzo decided to speak up, "She's changed. A lot". They all nodded in agreement. " She's not as happy as she used to be." Matteo said, "I looked at her eyes and I see nothing. They were empty and it makes me wonder. What the hell happened to my twin." They all fell back into silence and one by one returned back to their own rooms, leaving Matteo wondering what happened to his twin.
Matteo POV:
They say that twins have a special connection, I went my entire life feeling as if I was missing a piece of me. I was really young when Talia got take by our mum, I only remember a few parts of when she was here. She had this purple elephant or dog that she was attached to like if she didn't have it she would die or something, she was dramatic even as a baby. I feel complete with my baby sister back but I can't shake the thought of her eyes. She looked dead inside, not just sad or tired but genuinely empty and cold.
Talila POV:
As I was working I heard a knock at my door. "Come in" the person at the door came in and it was Teo, "Dinners ready squish" he turned around to walk away "Uh squish? really T? out of all the things you could call me and you chose squish." I look at him and he just smirks at me "Yeah because you used to have squishy cheeks when we were little." I look at him confused. "How do you remember we were like one?" He stares at me for a few seconds, "I don't but every year on our birthday we would all sit down and go through photo albums of us. There was a lot of you which in normal circumstances I would probably not be happy but in this case, I was thankful, anyways let's get down to dinner." "Yeah let me just get changed." I quickly shoved on some sweats and went down.
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When I sit down at the table everyone stops their conversations and continues eating. I stare at my food, I've always had a weird relationship with food, some houses never fed me, some fed me once a week others once a month if I was lucky. One house gave me food but shouted at me when I ate it. Flashback I walked into the kitchen of our rundown house and saw two portions of scrambled eggs. I immediately felt something was off since normally I had to make breakfast for Dave since Angela didn't get up until the afternoon. I walked into the kitchen and saw Dave cleaning up the frying pan. "I made breakfast this morning, there's some on the table for you." I stood there most likely looking baffled "I- uh thankyou?"
