♧︎People are probably unhappy with their life if they're discussing yours♧︎
As my alarm woke me from my deep slumber I made my way towards my shower to get ready for the first day of school. First impressions are everything am I right?
Again avoiding to look at my bruised body in the mirror I showered, washed my face and brushed my teeth.
Coming a bush through my long wavy locks I made my way into the closet to pick my outfit for today to cover up all these scars.
I pick out a black graphi-t, a leather jacket, a skirt and some small healed boots.
Damn i look fit.
I carefully make my way down the long staircase clinging onto the railing so that I don't fall. It would be just my luck.
When I enter the kitchen, Angelo is making what I assume to be toast whilst Giovanni, Gianni and Luca all sit round the island waiting for me.
"You not gonna eat anything?" Angelo asks. "Nah i'll just grab something at lunch" I reply because I just know my stomach can not take all this food lately. They'd probably be confused if I told them that and i've had to come up with more lies so I guess its just easier to leave it at that.
"Shotgun!!" Luca yells as he begins darting towards the car.
Oh I don't think so. No way am I sitting in the back causing me to instantly chase after him but naturally his massive strides beat me to it.
"Ughhh that ain't even fair" I moan but Giovanni just rolls his eyes at out immaturity as he gets into the drivers seat leaving Gianni and I to the back.
Peering out the window, I don't even notice until Gianni points it out but my legs begin to shake. He comforts me and tells me not to worry but I can't help but panic becasue of not only all the people i'm about to face but also my situation right now.
I never expected to be here. In a car, with three men. No matter how hard I try, I can't help but be afraid but i've punished myself for that and that's all that matters.
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Pezzo Mencante
Mystery / Thriller*REVAMPING* "Some of us matured early because life showed us the worst side of the world at an early age" Valencia Andrea Knight has had one hell of a life. Trauma is an understatement. From being kidnapped as a child to being abused both physically...