Once upon a time

~𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝟰~

Victoria's POV:

I slowly took a seat in front of Vincenzo, him looking me straight in the eyes, in which you can't read a single emotion. We were just sitting there, for what felt like ours, before he started speaking: "First of all I am sorry for your loss." He said, which surprised me honestly. I said a short "thank you" before he continued:" With living under my roof and under my custody, there are coming a few rules and expectations, I expect you to follow, they all are for your own safety and if you decide to not follow them, there will be consequences. Is that understood?" "Yes" I said pretty quiet, a little scared for the consequences. "Good, The first rule is to respect me and your brothers, as well as in general people, that are older than you, that means no attitude, back talking, eye rolling, cussing or any other kind of sass. The second rule is no drinking, smoking or any other kind of drugs, and you are not allowed to go to any parties. The third rule is no boys, guy friends have to be approved by any of us, before you are allowed to be near them. The fourth rule is, that you always have to tell one of us where you are going, when you are leaving and when you are coming back, and you have to ask for permission. You are not allowed at the 3rd floor nor in the basement, under any circumstances. When one of your brothers, is telling you to do something, you do it it without any arguing. Is that clear?" "Crystal" I whispered, hoping he understood what I said, before he just nodded and continued. "As I already said, I expect verbal answers, to make sure you understood what we want. You will be starting school on Monday, at the same School as Marcello and Diego, and I expect you to have straight A's. One of your brothers will show you around the house tomorrow, and ask Francesco for some clothes for tonight, your belongings should be here by tomorrow. Do you have any questions?" "No" I said. Vincenzo nodded "You may leave now" while focusing his attention on some papers on his desk. I stood up, leaving the room quickly, only to be greeted by Francesco, waiting in front of the door on his phone for me. "Was it that bad?" He asked me, while smirking, I just rolled my eyes, which luckily went unnoticed. Francesco just shook his head still smirking and start moving to I guess my bedroom. I'm not sure, if I will ever find my way through this maze...

As we arrived at my bedroom Francesco told me to take a shower whilst he will get some comfortable clothes for me. I did as I was told and went into my bathroom, where I turned on the water and took my time for the hot shower. Luckily there was already shampoo, body wash and conditioner prepared, so I didn't had to worry about that. After I was ready, I put one of the big, fluffy white towels around my body, before opening the door to see if Francesco had maybe found some clothes. There was a white Gucci hoodie and some black sweatpants laying on my bed, which I gratefully took to the bathroom, to get changed. Once I was dressed, in those large clothes, I felt really comfortable. I recognized the sense of expensive cologne and tabacco smell on the hoodie. Who ever that hoodie belonged to must smoke...
After I brushed my hair and teeth ( the stuff was already in the bathroom) I went to my bed. I was really comfortable in all those blankets.

In that night, I cried, like I've never cried in my life before. Hidden from everyone else, in a bed, hours away from the people I wanted to be with the most right now, in a house full of strangers, that seem to not even want me to be here.

A shorter chapter but I hope you still like it. What do you think so far?
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