Alyssa

15. Who?

I woke up to someone stroking my hair. I opened my eyes to find mom stroking my hair in a soothing way listening to whatever my brothers were saying. My head was on her lap with a blanket covering me from waist down.

"Mom" I whispered her head snapped to mine in seconds.

"Lyssa" she said pulling me into a hug. I hugged her back resting my head against her chest. She kissed my forehead pulling away. "How are you? Are you hurt?"

I shook my head. "Slight migraine"

"Take these. It will go away" Vincent said giving me some pills and that's when I noticed all of their attention was shifted to me.

"No I don't need them. It will eventually go away" I leaned more into mom. She pulled me on her lap making it easy for me to hide. I felt an other hand stroking my hair. I turned around to see dad.

"Dad" I exclaimed and hugged him jumping off mom.

"Hey princess" he kissed my forehead and sat on the couch pulling me onto his lap. Just then my tummy decided to show it's existence instantly coting my cheek red.

"I will bring food" mom went to kitchen and brought two full bowls of pasta. She sat next to dad and I, starting to feed me. I gladly ate it. She then brought more food and spoon feeded everyone. By everyone I mean everyone, Alessandro Vincent Adriano Marco Garrett Lucian lazzaro including dad. I thought they would refuse but they gladly ate it.

"I will go shower" I kissed dad's cheek and ran upstairs. I took a hot shower and ran downstairs to the living room to find only Lucian and lazzaro on the couch.

"Where are everyone?"

"mom and dad out and others offices and rooms I guess" Lucian shrugged going back to his phone. I took my phone out but before I could sit leo barked.
"Baby" his tail wailed very fast showing me his tongue. Aww my baby is hungry. I kissed his head and gave him his food. While pouring the curry in his bowl I accidentally got it all over my hands. 

"Enjoy" I said to leo and ran to kitchen to wash my hands. I don't know why I run but I always do. After washing my hands my eyes feel on the shinny object on the counter.

A gun.

I always wanted to hold a gun. It was matte black resting on the counter all elegant in its own glory. I made sure no one is around and picked it up carefully. It was kinda heavy making me wonder how people shoot holding it in one of their hand. I took the safety off (I learn it in movies) and aimed it at the vase on the other end.

I made sure my aim was perfect and pulled the trigger. Which was a mistake!!! A big one might I add. The force of the bullet firing hurt my arms. I let out a small scream as a sudden wave of pain hit me. I released the gun from my hold dropping it onto the floor and sitting down myself holding my arm which hurts so bad.

Suddenly people emerged through the kitchen front door and back door holding guns. Everyone were so alert and stiff. As soon they found me they put the gun away and took steps back. preety soon Alessandro came in through them and helped me up.

"Leave" once everyone left, with only my brothers standing there. He made me sit on the counter even though I want to sit on the chair because sitting on the counter makes me look like a kid.

He picked up the gun and kept it next to me looking right in my eye while asking

"Where did you find it?"

"On the counter" he nodded.

"Never pick up any gun you find understand?"

"Are you telling me I will find more guns?"