Chapter 4

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Allesio's pov:

"What are you staring at?" Lorenzo snaps at Victoria.

She flinched.

He scared her. I should teach him a lesson.

No. No matter how much of a dick he is, he is still my brother.

But you just got your baby sister back. He will scare her away.

I can't let that happen.

"How da-" I start talking but am interrupted by Victoria.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have stared like that." She quickly says and looks down on the floor.

I can see the fight in her eyes. She wants to run away.

"Sit next to me." I tell her and push Giovanni from his chair to make room for her.

"YOU COULD HAVE ASK BE TO MOVE!" He screams. I made him angry and now I make him even angrier because I laugh at him. Everyone except Lorenzo laughs with me.

"Al, you're not the only one who wants Victoria to sit next to him. And stop treating your twin like he's not part of your family." Luciano scolds me.

Victoria helps Gio up and sits down between us.

She occasionally glances at Lorenzo but he completely ignores her. I thought that the atmosphere in the room became brighter after Vic sat down but now it's back to being gloomy.

Everyone seems uncomfortable because we're scared that Lorenzo opens his mouth again. He clearly showed us how much he hated the idea of having his sister back when he destroyed Lucianos office.

How can he hate the idea of having such an angel being part of our family.

I glance down at her and she must've felt my eyes in her cause she looks up at me. Her forest like green eyes shine magnificent. Her face is formed like a sculpture. Perfect. I smile at her and she returns my smile shyly.

"You should eat some more, dear." Father tells her. I then look down on her plate and realise she hasn't even touched her food.

"I'm not really hungry." She whispers.

"You should still eat, you haven't eaten anything since we picked you up and that was a 7 hours ago." Luciano tries to convince her.

" I never really eat much, it's okay. Thank you though." She smiles at him but it doesn't seem sincere.

She's only skin and bones.

They did not give her enough food. That's the only conclusion my mind finds right now. That's why she wasn't sincere. That's why she doesn't eat much.

I should kill them.

They're already dead.

Shit. Then I should kill someone else. Let my anger out.

Right after we finish this meal. But now I need to concentrate on my baby sister.

"You should still try to eat at least half of the plate, alright?" She nods her head as an answer and starts eating again.
She only takes a few bites though before Lorenzo decides to meddle in.

"Why are you so concerned whether she eats or not? It's her body she's ruining if she doesn't. What do you care?" He opened his mouth again. My whole body trembles with the need to punch him in the face. Before anyone can say anything to him he starts talking again.
"She left us and has lived her life comfortably completely forgetting us. You never should've aloud her to come back. She's not part of this family. She's nothing."

A few of us raise our voices at him telling him that he's talking nonsense again but he's not listening and just leaves the room.

"I'm sorry about that, dear. He's an asshole." Valentino tells Victoria.

"It's alright. He's not wrong." I can hear her voice shake. She gets up, excuses herself and also leaves the room.

"That's not how it was supposed to go. Why's he acting like that?" Vincenzo asks.

"Like Valentino said. Lorenzo is an asshole." Giovanni tells him.

"I'm gonna go look for her." I say and get up. I pick a plate and put a few dishes on it.

I hope she will eat this much.

When I get in front of her door I hear sobbing.

He made her cry.

I put the plate down in front of the door and walk away. I need to teach him a lesson so that won't ever happen again. I storm off Into the gym. Lorenzo is always at the gym. Or he's out killing. I throw the doors open and look around. When I spot him I walk up to him and try to calm myself down. He's still my younger brother. I need to hold back a bit.

Victoria's pov:

He's wrong.

But he's not. I'm not really part of their family. Only because we may share the same blood doesn't mean we're family. I wished we could be one though. Deep inside me I hoped I would finally have a real home and a real family. Tia would say that I'm too naive. I shouldn't just trust everyone because I hope they may be good. I should only trust them when I know their motives and intentions. They may have said that we're a family but clearly not all of them want that.

I shouldn't trust them. Stefan and Maria were also nice to me. Until I turned 10.

Right. Maybe they will start to treat me badly soon so I shouldn't get my hopes up.

I should still apologise for running away like that. I should've waited until everyone finished the meal. If Maria saw that I would get a great punishment for not watching my manners. I open to door and want to walk out when I spot a plate on the ground. Someone brought me food because I haven't finished. But who? I look around and spot no one. Why did this person not knock? Strange.

Maybe he heard me cry.

Huh? Oh no, this could be possible. I didn't cry loud enough to be heard outside, did I? How embarrassing that would be. But why did this person not come in then? Shouldn't you try to comfort a crying person?

Maybe he got disgusted.

Why should he be?

No one wants to comfort a crying person who cries about nothing important.

Nothing Important? It was important to me and I probably should stop talking to myself like that. Someone will think I'm mental.

I take the plate and walk back inside my room. I don't really want to apologise anyways.

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