Chapter 3: So-called Family

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Serena's POV
"Bambina wake up we've reached the house," I looked up to see myself in my father's arms in a car.
I tense and sit up looking around. A giant Mansion came into view, 'Not bad' I thought.
My father frowns at the lost of contact but brushes it aside, and walk out of the car. I do the same thing and follow him inside the house.
"Everyone get down here Serena has arrived!," I flinch from the raise of voice he said towards the intercom, and the stampeding you can hear coming down the stairs. I see a woman who's about the same age as my father narrowing her eyes at me. 14 unknown and a familiar face that makes my tears well up in my eyes, but I push it away. I stare at all of them emotionlessly, seeing blank, angry, happiness, confusing, and curious expressions coming from their eyes.

"Introduce yourself youngest to oldest," as soon as he finishes his sentence they straighten their back and filed in a single line.
"Liam Anthony De Luca, 5 yews old," a cute little boy with brown hair, blue eyes, and brown skin shyly said.
'Aww he looks so adorable' My heart has soft spots for innocent cute kids like him.
"Serena Rose Hale, 14," I coldly stated.
"Andrew Alexei Hale, 14," I look over to my twin seeing him furrowing his eyebrows. My twin was the opposite of me. He has brown eyes, brown skin, and blonde hair.
Looking over at everyone you can see anger, confusion, and sadness in everyone's eyes at the sound of our last name.
"Father why aren't their last names changed? I thought it was De Luca," one of the boys grunted.
"I did change it. Serena, Andrew, your last names are now De Luca, not Hale," grinding his teeth.
"I would like to request if I can just get it attached on to my name, Hale-De Luca," I stated. Some of the boys scowl and glare at my suggestion. My birth father looks over at Andrew to see if he wants his name like that too, nonetheless he nods his head, and father tells the boys to continue.

"Nathan Romano-De Luca, 15, stepbrother" he has brown hair, green eyes, and pale skin.
"Augustus Carter De Luca, 16, Half-Brother," he has blonde hair, grey eyes, and pale skin.
"Asher Carter De Luca, 16, Half-brother," he has blonde hair, green eyes, and pale skin.
"Xavier King De Luca, 17, Half-brother," he has auburn hair, grey eyes, and pale skin.
"Xander King De Luca, 17, Half-brother," he has auburn hair, green eyes, and pale skin.
"Mathew Leon De Luca, 18, Half-brother," he has brown hair, goldish blue eyes, and pale skin.
"Mason Carter De Luca, 18, Half-brother," he has brown hair, greenish blue eyes, and brown skin.
"Nathaniel Luc Romano-De Luca, 19, Stepbrother," he has brown hair, green eyes, and light brown skin.
"Alessandro Poseidon De Luca, 25, Half-brother," he has blonde hair, gold eyes, and brown skin.
"Alessio Zeus De Luca, 25, Half-brother," he has blonde hair, grey eyes, and brown skin.
"Alexei Arthur De Luca, 25, Half-brother," he has blonde hair, blue yes, and brown skin.
"Alexander Lyon De Luca, 29, Half-brother," he has brown hair, gold eyes, and pale skin.
"Jessica Sara Romano-De Luca, 42, Stepmother," she has auburn hair, gold eyes, and brown skin.
"And lastly me, Leonardo De Luca, 45, Father," my father has raven hair, blue eyes, and pale face. Everyone else except my twin and my father was scowling, had blank and some even had hopeful expressions. I clearly know I'm not welcomed here.
I couldn't help but feel hurt by their 'acceptance,' so I turn towards my father.
"Leonard can you please show me my room so I can unpack and get some rest," I tried to ask softly but comes out as a demand.
Leonardo covers his hurt by forcibly smiling, and asking Alexei to show Andrew and I our rooms.

"Thank you for showing me my room Alexei," I smiled towards him showing him my gratitude, and that simple action made his eyes soften at me, but not his expression.

Entering my room, it had a theme of black and white, I couldn't help but gape at it.
"Close your mouth princess and get some rest. The maids has put your clothes away, but not your duffel bag. Dinner will be ready in 2 hours or so, I'll see you later," he softly smiled at me. I couldn't help but feel something in my heart.
'Is this a good or a bad feeling to have,' I thought before darkness surrounds my vision.

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