Elizabeth Rose Giovanni...a girl with a relatively normal life.
She currently lives with her foster parents and goes to school trying everyday to get past the trauma she experienced as a little girl.
However her last name isn't Giovanni...yet. Rea...
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"How are you not... what is the word... drunk?" Enzo slurs.
"That was part of my training, No substance really works on me. Including alcohol."
'"What a shitty place drinking is fun and they took it away from you."
"That is okay I don't need to be like this."
"Well yeah."
"Okay we need to be quiet going in the house yeah?"
"Yeah, yeah I got it I will be as quiet as a mouse."
"Okay come on."
~ Thirty Minutes Later ~
He was not quiet in fact he was really fucking load when climbing into my window causing the rest of the family to hear and come to our room. So currently we are sitting next to each other in our fathers incredibly uncomfortable office chairs with everyone here. Including our extended family who decided to stay the night.
Based off of the look Dad is currently giving us Lorenzo is defiantly sober now.
Dad than spoke up. "So what were you both doing?"
Umm. isn't that clear?
Lorenzo than spoke up for us. "It was Elizabeth's idea and I know you would be more upset if I left her alone. So I went with her."
THAT BASTARD. My idea really.
"Is this true Elizabeth?"
Lorenzo looks at me with pleading eyes. Jerk.
"Well actually I want to do something with Lorenzo for his birthday and well a girl he likes work at a club as a waitress and I was helping him. You see my dearest twin brother needed a lot of help, and I mean a lot."
Everyone in the room chuckled. If Enzo was going to make me take the blame than I sure as hell was going to have my fun with it.
"Well I guess helping my baby boy is a great reason." Mom spoke up.
Lorenzo was giving me a death glare. His fault. "Listen my love they are seventeen. I am sure they were both responsible and safe."
"Mia Cara -"
"No I will not hear it. Lorenzo go sleep off the alcohol."
"Yes, Mom."
"Come on sweetheart let us go to your room."
"Okay."
My mom grabs a hold of my hand as we walk out of the office and towards my room.
Once we get to my room my mom tells me to go and freshen up while she waits for me. I get nervous as I start to finish getting ready. As I get out of my bathroom freshly showered and dressed I see my mom sitting down on my couch reading... oh shit.
