Renaé is the youngest born in her family. She has 3 older half brothers and had a twin sister.
Renaé was blamed for the death of her twin and ever since she has been treated horribly by her family.
Giovanni had caught wind that his wife had cheate...
• Bambina • Bambino is the Italian masculine form for "child". The feminine is bambina. The plural forms are bambinos in English and bambini in Italian.
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When the car parked I start to pull myself together, this isn't how my father raised me. He raised me to be an independent women and to never take no for an answer.
I will never put my father's name to shame, I held my head up high and got out the car. I watched as the driver switched cars and drove away.
I go up to the door and ring the doorbell, a few seconds later I hear running footsteps and all the lights turned off.
Are they really fucking with me right now? I ring the doorbell again with no response and at this point I'm pissed off about to call dad.
I ring the doorbell one more time and they don't answer. I decide to call dad since these people are trying to mock me.
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"Hey dad I-"
"Hi Bambina, have you arrived yet? How do you like it so far? Are they treating you right? Do I need to start a war with them?" Dad says
I take a deep breath and say,
" Yes dad I'm here, I don't know how I like it so far Im not even in their house. They're treating me like shit per usual and locked me out the house. ALSO we might have to start a war with them if this is how they're gonna treat me." I say running out of breath
"Can you send me the address to the house we got a while ago? I forgot the pin too so I need that also I need someone to get me since my only ride left."
He listens to what I say, quietly taking a deep breath before replying,
"Yes Bambina just get an uber for now, I'll get you a driver later and I just sent the address to you." He says
"The pin is ******"
"Thank you dad your the best love you bye!" I reply
"Bye, call me when you get there!"
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I finally got to my house and what can I say, she's beautiful. She has a dark exterior and everything about her is amazing.
It's a modern looking house with a garage going underground, it's exterior has dark colors like brown and dark brown.
I put in the code and walked inside, the place is beautiful but I'm to jet-lagged and tired to really care. I've been here before so nothing is really to surprising.
I go upstairs and go to the room that I had from the last time we were here and fell on my bed. After a few minutes I get up and begin to head to the bathroom.
I decide to take a warm bath and I just lay in the tub, sometimes a bath relieves all the tension in your muscles and helps you relaxes.
I can say for sure that it helped me relax. I ended up taking a quick nap and by the time I woke up the water was cold.
I got out the bath and grabbed a towel while making my way to my closet. I pick out a silky pajama set with short sleeves and shorts.
I finally decide to sleep when I got on my bed and began to doze off.
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I woke up at around 5am from my phone blowing up with text messages and phone calls from unknown numbers.
I decide to open the text messages and not take the risk of answering phone calls from random people. Opening the test messages I see these kind of messages.
"Where are you? You were suppose to arrive yesterday."
"The Police officers said you have already arrived, where are you?"
"Just because it took us more then one fucking minute to open the door doesn't mean you should run off like your mom did.
After I saw this message I decide to respond to them. Whether my mom was a good mom or not doesn't mean I'm going to let people disrespect her, she's still my mom no matter who likes it or not.
"Just because your new mother isn't open about being a bitch doesn't mean she's not one." I replied
They responded as soon as I sent it and said
"Like daughter, like mother."
"Like father, like son." After I said this they didn't respond to me. "Cat got your tongue?"
At this point I can just assume that it's one of my Stepfathers sons, aka one of my half brothers
All this back and forward woke me up and I decided to take a shower, yes a shower so I don't fall asleep again, I might feel a little dizzy but that's better than sleeping.
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When I got out the shower I go to my closet, again. This place is probably gonna become my second home, anyways.
I decide to wear some light colored jeans with a white crop top that wrapped around my body, I decided to finish off the look with a black and white plaid jacket and some jordan's.
After I'm done changing I look at my phone again to see messages threatening to call the police, really? The spanish mafia calling the police?
I don't want to make a scene so I just asked one of the numbers for the address and they sent it to me.
I made my way downstairs and rinse of an apple before I bite into it, but then I start thinking. How the hell did they get my phone number?
I keep thinking about this until I finish my apple and come to the conclusion that they asked some kind of police station for my number since it's not available anywhere else.
After I toss the apple core into the trash can and wash my hands off, because you know..apple juice on your hand is sticky and nasty and gross.
I make my way to the garage while praying that me and dad left some cars here from the last time we came here. I think my wishes were fulfilled when I saw the Black SUV with tinted windows.
I hop in the car and put in the address they gave to me.
I pull up to their house again and think to myself, these bitches better not be fucking boring.
I knocked on the door and this time they decided to answer
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