The Bianchi's Missing Piece

Chapter 24

Lorenzo's POV:

FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!

I was supposed to protect Aria and yet I managed to let her get taken away and hurt. What kind of brother am I? What kind of guardian am I? I'm a shitty one apparently.

Aria gotten abused and tortured while we were all here living in luxury, not having to worry about where our next meal would come from, while she was out there picking things out of the trash!
My Aria was my responsibility and yet I didn't protect her.

I never went back to sleep last night, none of us did. Rodrigo stayed with Aria for a while until he couldn't keep still any longer. We were all planning an upcoming torture session with John and possibly this Dan dude if he's still alive. I want- no, need- to make this vile and cruel piece of shit suffer in every way possible. I want to see him broken and torn apart from limb to limb. Just the thought of his disgusting hands on my baby girl makes me rage and puke at the same time.

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We let Aria sleep in since we can tell she hasn't been getting much sleep with the dark circles under her eyes. However, at 5:30 we hear tiny footsteps come down the stairs and into the kitchen where we are all seated.

Once she walks in and sees us her face pales and her eyes go wide, almost like she suddenly remembered that she told us about the abuse.

Aria looks as stiff as a board and I can tell she's holding her breath.

"Come sit down sorella" I try to say in a soft voice.

She slowly comes and sits down in her usually spot and sits with her head down toward her lap.

I let out a small sigh before I start, "Aria, first off, I need you to know that you are not in trouble in any way. We all very much love you and that never changed and will never changed. With that being said, we need to take you to the hospital. There's no room for discussion as I saw your ribs and those look very much broken. We are leaving in 10 minutes so make sure your ready baby" I say

Aria opens her mouth to speak and most likely protest, but I raise an eyebrow and she sighs and whispers a soft "ok"

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We're currently all in a car driving to the hospital much against my protests. Both of my legs are bouncing up and down like crazy and I can feel my breathing getting heavier. I pinch the skin on my hand as hard as I can as I shut my eyes tight to drown out the anxiety.

Suddenly I feel a hand engulf my own hands so I open my eyes to see Rodrigo looking at me. Lately he's been the only one who I've felt the most comfort with. I have no idea why, before last night he never showed any interest in me.

He pries my hands apart to stop me from making myself bleed anymore than I already am and then rests a hand on that's holding down both of my knees. "You're going to be fine angel, just breath. What's the worst that could happen?" He asks in a soft voice. I notice all heads turns to us expect for Lorenzo since he's driving, but even then, I can see him looking through the mirror. Rodrigo was nice and sat in the back with me letting Elijah sit in the front with Lorenzo.

"I-I can't go to the h-hospital" I choke out

"Why not baby?" Rodrigo asks

"B-because D-Dan said he'd punish me really bad if I get help" I sob with heavy and fast breathing.

Rodrigo engulfs me in a hug and kisses my head before saying "angel you will never and I mean never, have to think about that bastar-man again."

I let go of him before he gets mad and say a small thank you that he just waves off with a smile.