The life of a Mafia princess

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Eleonora PoV:

Why does this have to happen now? Why did he have to come into my room? Couldn't he have just stayed away from me and let me cry in peace? Why does he have to bother me?

"Elena?" Giovanni whispers into my dark room and a moment later I hear several footsteps walk into my room and the bed sinks on two spots.

Probably Giovanni and Cedro. Or Marcello.

Just please, don't let it be Ivano. I don't need to anymore embarrassment than I already am experiencing right now with three of my brothers sitting on my bed and watching me cry into Santino's chest.

Santino. My oldest brother and guardian. The one I have barely talked to until now. The one I barely have a bond with.

But yet he's the one holding me. The one comforting me. The one trying to calm me down and the one trying to get me to talk.

But I can't.

Everytime I open my mouth, no words come out. My throat just tightens even more than before and more sobs wreck my body.

It's like an invisible being is wrapping its hand around my throat choking me. Cutting off my airways and stopping the words from coming out.

But is it actually invisible?

Because I know what's stopping me from talking.

The fear.

The fear of the judgement I'll experience from my brothers. The fear of them making fun of me. The fear of opening up.

The fear of them abandoning me.

Because what if they do? What if they decide I'm to much to handle? They'll just get rid of me. But what will happen to me then? Where will I go? I don't have a place to go to. They're my only family that's left now that my mother is dead.

My mother.

The woman that raised me and tried to grant me every wish. The woman that gave up her life so she could always be there for me.

But also the woman that took me away from my family. Away from my brothers. Away from my father.

My father.

My father that I never got to know who is dead.

I'm a miserable little orphan that had to be taken in by her brothers because there was no one else.

But what do they think about this? How do they feel about suddenly having me around?

I know that Ivano hates having me around and Cedro likes it. But does he really? What if he just pretends to like me to not be an asshole like Ivano is?

What if he doesn't even want me here? What if they all don't want me here?

They probably just took me in because they felt bad for me. They didn't know that I'm such a burden.

But now they do.

Not they can all see how much of a burden I am for them and they'll get rid of me because I'm to much handle.

I don't blame them for it, but deep down it hurts.

I'm starting to get used to being around them and now they'll abandon me.

"Cara, you need to calm down and talk to us." Santino whispers in my ear.

I shake my head. Talking still isn't possible for me. The fear weighing me down is to big.

"You need to talk to us. We can't help you otherwise." Giovanni softly tells me.

I slowly move my head away from Santino's chest and look up to face Giovanni and Cedro, who is sitting right next to him.