Abandoned At Birth

Chapter 4

Blake Rossi's POV:
(Continuation of flashback)

As I woke up early next morning I could hear shouting downstairs. Curious I got up and immediately went down stairs.

As I stood at the top of the staircase I saw that my Father and Mother were having a heated argument.

" You shouldn't have done or said any of that Lara! You know how sensitive the both of them are when it comes to their sister!" Father said and sighed loudly while walking infront of Mother back and forth.

" I don't want to give them false hope ok Tony?! We don't know where or how she is by now, we don't even know if she's--" I spoke up before she could even finish her words.

"What? She's what Mother?" I said as I walked down the stairs slowly. Mother and Father looked surprised that I was up.

I stood infront of Mother and bent down to her level. "Go on. Continue what you were about to say regarding my sister. " I urged her and raised my eyebrows at her.

She looked scared of me as I was looking at her with the most coldest stare I could muster. She has been talking shit about my sister for the past years and I don't know why she would do that. And I had enough of it. Even if my Sorellina isn't here I would still protect her.

" We have already agreed to your plan for Caleb and Carter's birthday. What else do you want? For these past years you did nothing but talking shit about our sister, act as if she wasn't missing, talking as if she didn't exist. What did she ever do to you?" I hear someone say and when I looked up I saw Dylan leaning on the doorframe that lead to the kitchen. I could see that he just got back bacuse he was still wearing business clothes.

" You loved her so much when she was still in your womb. You kept telling her that you will love and treat her as a princess, that you will defend her from us if we keep on teasing her, that you will make sure that no one will hurt her or talk bad about her ever yet look at what you're doing and listen to what you're saying about her." Father said angrily.

" How can I treat her like that if she isn't here?! If you think your the only one who is hurt, I'm also hurt too! I'M HER MOTHER YET I COULDN'T TAKE CARE OF HER!" Mother yelled dramatically.

To others she may look like a pained mother that lost her one and only daughter based on her face, but if you look at her eyes you couldn't see any pain or sadness. All I you could see was nothing, you couldn't see any emotions in her eyes.

"When is the flight?" I asked calmly.

"Today at 2pm, we will be using the private jet." Mother answered.

I looked at the clock and saw that it was currently 4:30 am. I looked at Dylan and said, " You should get some more sleep, it's still early." He rolled his eyes but obeyed.

" Well this has been a Good Morning indeed!" He said sarcastically and stomped up the stairs back to his room.

I watched him climb up the stairs and waited for the sound of his bedroom door shut before I looked at my mother and spoke in my calm yet cold voice.

" I don't want you to talk about our Sorellina like that ever again. Even if she is here or not you don't have the right to talk about her like that because she is your daughter, our sister, and is part of this family. Talk like that about her again, I'll cut that tongue of yours before you could even talk shit about her again. You know me Mother, I don't give empty threats." I said, then walked upstairs to check on my brothers.