adrianna

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Xavier pov

I help grandpa up while Xander leaves the basement. He doesn't like seeing people close to him hurt so he's probably gone to calm down. Especially after seeing what Adrianna did to Mr Barack.

What the hell was she thinking torturing him like that?! Anyone could of came down and seen! She needs to not be so reckless.

Once grandpa is standing again, and Marco is attending to his injuries, I decide to leave and look for Adrianna. I didn't mean the things I said, they just came out before I could stop myself.

I just can't believe she's capable of doing that. It's a constant reminder that we failed to protect her. Is that what she was trained in Russia/Greece? Are these types of things normal for her now? It makes me reconsider what she really went through. Adrianna's never told us in detail about things she's had to do or things that has been done to her.

As I walk out of the basement door, I hear a gunshot come from the foyer. I run into the room and I see Adrianna aiming a gun at a now dead David.

When she lowers the gun, she doesn't look sad or regretful. She looks content. She turns around and faces Xander and frowns. "You didn't have to say those things to me, but even if you didn't mean what you said, I would still like to say thank you. You are the only person who has said something like that to me in a while."

He looks into her eyes "We all truly do love you Adrianna, I know it can be hard to come to terms with it, but we really do. We would do anything for you. It's the same with our uncles, aunts and cousins. We all love you, and we understand it will be hard for you to get used to this." he says to her.

It makes me think. She really has had no one her whole life. She's been trained with nobody but Andrew, who she didn't even realise was her brother. She's been tortured and abused. She's been neglected. She's never had a childhood, and here I am, saying shit to her and acting like a complete dickhead.

I turn around and go upstairs into my room. I need to pull myself together. I need to stop thinking I know everything about her.

I will be better.

Adrianna pov

After I finish talking to Xander, I drag David's body into the basement next to Barack's. Nobody is in here anymore, so I take the time to admire my handy work. I didn't realise I could do that to someone. I guess my darker side can get creative when it's mad.

I go back upstairs and mop the floors to get rid of any evidence that there was a dead body there. I know I'm living in a house full of mafia members, but if Artemis or Ares saw anything I would never forgive myself. I had to go through things when I was too young, and if I could stop another young kid from going through what I did, I will.

I haven't gone to the gym in a while, so after I finish getting rid of David, I decide to go to the gym. I go upstairs and change into some leggings and an oversized hoodie. There are too many people in this house to risk wearing a sports bra and they see my scars. I don't know how many people know about my past, but most of them probably do. I still don't want them to see the living proof of it though. I'll let them keep wondering if what they've been told is really true or not.

Once I get into the gym I see Diego in there, lifting weights. We haven't been alone together since that night he took me home from that club. Where I was completely out of it and basically tried to seduce him into having sex with him, which is fucked up. I mean, he is really hot, but I'm glad he said no. He's my brothers best friend, and I'm not interested in my brothers hating me more than they already do.

I put on my headphones and ignore everything else in the room. I head to the treadmill first. I haven't gone for a morning run in a few days so I need to catch up. I must be ready when something happens. I need to be prepared. There is no room for weakness.