The 3 missing sisters

1- Triplets?

Alessia pov

"You fucking whore get up" I get woken up by the yelling of my dick of a foster father, Jax. Me and my 2 sisters have been in the fostercare system for almost 12 years now. I don't really remember anything from before I was 6, only that we've been in the system since then.

I quickly got up from the worn out mattress I was sleeping on, me and my sister Elizabeth agreed that we'd take turns. There was only a mattress and a bed in the room so one of us then had to sleep on the floor. We gave the bed to our baby sister Milla. Even if she wanted to refuse we didn't take no for an answer.

I got up to see Milla still sleeping. Liz had to make breakfast today so she's probably down stairs. I finished getting ready and then I heard Jax yell again. I went down stairs and was grace with the presence of a pissed off Jax. Oh God this is going to be fun.

"Where is my food you Bitch" he yelled. I was honestly confused. "Didn't Elizabeth make breakfast?" I asked without thinking. Next thing I knew I was on the floor being punched and kicked in the stomach over and over again.

After he had enough he left the house probably to get drunk or high. I just kept laying on the floor. I am so fucking tired of this shit.

I'm turning 18 in a few months and I've always said that when I turn 18 I'm gonna take custody of my sisters but how things are going now I don't think Jax is going to let me make my 18th birthday.

I was suddenly snapped out of my thoughts with a concerned Liz next to me. "Oh God Sia, are you ok?"

I can't believe her she doesn't even come home anymore. Liz and I haven't really been getting along the last few months. We are constantly arguing about the smallest shit.

"Do I look fine? Where were you?" I angrily yelled. She helped me up and pain shot through my ribs. "I got...um caught up" she said guilty. Mills came down the stairs and asked confused "What is going on?"

"Nothing Mills you should get to school you don't want to be late" I said smiling at her. "Okay bye love you guys" she said after gently hugging me and Liz goodbye.

Me and Liz always kept Milla away from Jax and every other foster parent assholes they have never and will never lay a hand on her. And no matter how much Liz and I fight I wish I could have protected her from everything to. Liz helped me upstairs and after we got in our room she grabbed the first aid kit.

She gently lifted up my shirt and started to clean my stomach.I kept glaring at her. "Look I'm sorry Sia I should have came home" she said guilty looking up at me. "Where were you?" I ask still angry with her.

"I was at band rehearsal, it got late and I slept over at Lisa's" she said continuing to clean my wound. I can't shake the feeling she is lying.

"You were spiteful weren't you? because of our fight yesterday. You didn't even had the decency too text me and tell me you weren't coming home. You are so selfish you don't ever think of me or Milla. Only about yourself" I snapped, she was done with my wound so I got up took my bag and stormed off.

Okay maybe I was a little harsh but I had all this anger bottled up I couldn't help it.

When I got at school it was a normal day, everyone ignoring me. I don't really have friends and is kind of the outcast not that I care, I have barely time for myself what to say about jealous little bitches.

The day went by and after school I went to my job. I work at this little diner it doesn't pay much but enough to buy food for me and my sisters. Liz is in a band and they play gigs from time to time that doesn't pay that bad which also helps out alot.

On my way to the dinner while I was crossing the street, I was not looking where I was going and someone suddenly tackled me out of the way before a car hit me.

Pain rushed through my bruised body as I hit the pavement. When I looked up I saw a familiar face of a boy not that I have an idea who he is but it felt as if I've known him my whole life. "Are you okay?" He asked concerned. "Yeah thanks, I should've really looked where I was going" I said embarrassed while he helped me up.

"Is she okay?" A girl asked running to us. But when she saw my face she froze as if she has seen a ghost and I realized the boy looked very similar to me. "I am fine, thanks for saving me" I said and then started to walk away.

I finally made it to the diner and quickly went to change into my uniform. It was my time to be on kitchen duty so I was washing the dishes. "Someone at table 23 is asking for you" Susie one of the other waitresses said sticking her head through the door. "Coming" I said while drying my hands on a towel.

When I got out of the kitchen I made my way over to the table, and when I got at the booth I saw the boy and girl from before but they were with more people, probably their family.

Everyone looked at me surprised and emotional. It seriously looked like they were about to cry. The oldest lady whisper "il mio bambino" (my baby). I don't know how but I understood what she said. How? I don't speak any other language besides English.

"What can I get you?" I asked just wanting to get away because I was feeling very uncomfortable. "Don't you remember us at all?" One of the men asked he was muscular and scary. He looked like he was in his early twenties. "I'm sorry I don't know who you are." I said looking at the boy.

The oldest man and woman around the table stood up. The man was like 10 times scarier than the boy who just talked to me. I moved back out of instinct and I could see the hurt through all of their eyes. They slowly approached me and the man crouched seeing that he was massive in comparison to me.

"I am your father Principessa and this beautiful woman is your mother, we are your family. We have been looking for you for years now" he said with tears in his eyes. All of them looked at us I didn't know what to do but all I could do was whisper "Dad, mom" 

"Yes baby we are right here" my mom said, and the next thing I knew I was hugging them and the both of them held me tight.

I don't really hug people, physical touch isn't really my thing but I felt all my walls tumbling down. They held me tight and I couldn't help but feel safe in their arms. When we finally stopped hugging dad cupped my face and kissed me on my forehead.

The rest of the family were all looking at me with tears. They hugged me and then I sat down next to my father while mom held my hand. "Let me introduce everyone" he said while I looked around at everyone, they all looked so similar to each other and to me and Milla, Liz really is the odd one out.

Growing up we always used to dream about our parents and what they looked like, we use to say that me and Milla probably looks like our father and Liz like our mother, but it looks like poor Liz doesn't look like either.

"These two are your oldest brothers Elijah and Damien." my father said pointing to the two big and scary guys. "Hello little sister, we have missed you terribly" Elijah the oldest said.

"And last but not least your triplet brother and sister Rocco and Yasmine" he said shocking me. "Triplets?" I asked shocked. "Yes triplets, sorella" Yasmine said smiling happy at me.

"Love, we are so happy to have you back, but I have to ask do you know where your baby sisters are?" mother asked gently.

I was about to answer when all of a sudden I heard someone yell my name. I could recognize that voice anywhere It's Milla.