Marissa Riva is the Italian mafia princess. She has been missing since she was 4. Kidnapped by her own mother.
The Riva family was mentally destroyed after her disappearance.
Then the father was gone too.
Leaving the six brothers with no hope, bro...
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Tonight was good and bad. I had the best movie night with Leo, Matteo and Sandro. Marcello and Tony were in the basement and Lorenzo in the third floor. But I couldn't stop thinking about the fact that Liam's friends got out of prison.
That means that it's possible that Liam gets out too...
I would rather kill myself than come back with him.
He will get me though.
'I am always gonna be a part of your life.' He said.
I am right now in front of Marcello's room. I can't sleep alone with darkness that only feeds my overthinking, that feeds my black heart with only more black. No light no nothing.
But my brothers, they bring light.
"What are you doing in front of my room Rissa?" Marcello asked from behind me. I turn around and he has blood on his shirt. My eyes widen even though I have no reason to be surprised. I know what they do.
The people who brought the darkness into my life are criminals.
The people who brought light into my life are criminals.
I hate the first people yet I love the second people.
Yet they are the same people.
Yet the second people didn't hurt me.
However the first people did hurt me.
So it's not wrong for me to care about people number two?
But people number two hurt other people and they brought darkness to other people.
"Marissa! Are you fucking okay?!?" Marcello brought me back from my mind. I think he called me multiple times but I was caught up with my mind—with the voices.
"I am sorry I zoned out. Can I sleep in your room tonight? I don't feel like sleeping alone." I ask him.
"Yeah, you don't have to ask. Come whenever you want." He answered and I nodded.
How can someone this caring bring darkness into other people lives?
"Marcello. You need to change your shirt. There's blood on it." I say not able to look at him. That's someone's blood on him. That caused someone's pain. He removed it immediately and threw it on the floor. Then we got into his room.
REUNITED FOR HER
"Morning." I said entering the dining room. Only three of my brothers are here. The twins and Alessandro.
"They know." Alessandro told me. I am not very awake right now so I am confused.
"What do they know?" I ask him.
"si sta comportando all'oscuro." (She is acting clueless.) Matteo chuckled.
"Sinceramente non so di cosa stai parlando. Sono ancora mezzo addormentato." (I honestly don't know what you're talking about. I'm still half asleep.) I answered. It feels good to speak Italian again.
