The Lost Twins

Chapter nineteen

Giovanni's pov

The last few days have been very quiet and nothing's really happened, everyone's still on edge though. The tension hangs in the air like a brick wall and it feels suffocating. Ali's been a bundle of nerves and she can't relax, she hasn't been sleeping for the past few days and I've found it difficult to breath properly. Our brothers have been tense also, the older ones often hide in the offices while the younger ones were trying to entertain us. I think they're just trying to distract us from the danger surrounding us. I get a feeling that something will have to give before we all crack. 

The days and nights have blurred together and it's hard to tell how many days we've been living in the safe house. Pietro says it's been two weeks but it feels longer than that, I feel like we've been here for two years. I don't know when this will end but I worry it never will. It feels like we're in the middle of a dark storm cloud with no way out. I'm just waiting for a way out but it's hard. Pietro says everything's fine and we don't have to worry but it's hard to feel so positive. Then, it all came to a head.

The morning started off normally enough, we woke up, got ready for the day, and had breakfast. The day progressed as usual and we were sitting in the living room when the day took a turn for the worst. Ali and I were watching tv when our brothers burst into the room like they had been set on fire. 

"We have to go, now," Pietro said and they grabbed us off the couch. Before we could utter a word, we were taken out of the room and rushed out of the house. All around us, there were people, running, guns being fired. It was so scary. Ali and I were running behind the triplets and we were almost to the cars when arms grabbed me from behind. I swung around and tried to fight back but another set of arms grabbed me. I was being dragged off and I tried to yell but they covered my mouth. I saw out of the corner of my eye that they had grabbed Ali too. 

They dragged us towards a car hidden in the trees as we were moving, I could hear my brothers voices behind us. They were screaming for them to let us go. I could hear them running. They threw us into the van and the last thing I saw was my brothers rushing towards us but knowing they wouldn't make it. They slammed the door shut and I felt something hit me over the head. I fell to the floor of the van. I was dizzy and in pain. I tried to fight to stay awake to fight back and get out of here but the darkness closed in on me and I slipped into unconsciousness. 

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Pietro's pov

They're gone, the twins are gone. They've slipped through my fingers like sand in an hour glass. I still can't believe that they've been kidnapped. I feel numb and I need time to process but there isn't time. We have to find them, I need to find them and I'll kill them if they hurt the twins in any way. I will torture them until they wish they were never born. I will make them beg for mercy and plead for a swift end but I won't give it to them. I will make them feel every pain I can until I finally kill them.

"Status update?" I demand,

"Nothing yet," Jason said,

"Not good enough, find them!" I shouted,

"Pietro, you need to calm down," Matteo said, 

"I don't need your terrible advice right now, Matteo," I said, 

"Pietro, being angry won't bring them back," Matteo said, 

"You don't UNDERSTAND! THE TWINS ARE GONE! What part of Gio and Ali being kidnapped and we need to find them, do you NOT UNDERSTAND!" I shouted,

"I do understand but storming around here and threatening to kill everyone isn't going to help them," Matteo said, 

"Non mi dirai cosa fare, Matteo! Mi comportero come voglio," (You will not tell me what to do, Matteo! I will behave however I want,)