So finally updated, it's after 4.30am so please ignore any spelling errors. updates are still going to be random whilst I get back into writting. Thank you for everyone's support. Hopefully none of you have completely abandoned this book. I have chosen to focus more on Emilia because that book is nearly finished. But also due to circumstances it's been hard to find the motivation to write as most of you probably would understand. I'm trying to get back into writing but I obviously wasn't prepared for a death so I took a break from writing. But I'm sort of back I guess.
Alex felt lost. He had taken his anger out on Marco and now Rafael and Lorenzo were sat talking to him about consequences. At first he was worried, he feared for his siblings but they turn started talking about how he couldn't spiral and anger issues. Honestly Alex wasn't really listening. He was more focused on his siblings seeing him act like that.
He wasn't really allowed near them without anyone else in the room. And obviously at school they were surrounded by their friends.Rafael was going on about getting him help or something. Lorenzo wanted to bring up the abuse but he had compromised with Skye and James, he was giving them a few days.
He knew his father had his suspicions though.
Everyone did but no one wanted to acknowledge them.
It was one thing to loose the triplets but another to find out about the abuse.
It wasn't like Alex had anger issues, at least he didn't think so. He was just like this. On the streets he had to act tough. He was small due to only being a child but he could throw a punch. And the countless times he had to be held down, he had to watch his siblings being hurt. He was tough for his age and fiercely protective. If anyone hurt James or Skye, it was on him. He had cleaned their wounds, taught them basic education . Told them made up stories. He was the only one the gang had taught basic education too. After all they felt he needed to know maths to be able to know that the gang was being given the right amount of money for their drugs.
Why kidnap three 4 year olds though?
He never realised they were kidnapped. It crossed his mind but they had no memories of it. They were too young and maybe with all the trauma they had, they blocked it out. He didn't understand.
It had crossed his mind that his 'father' and older 'brothers' were in the Mafia so maybe it was a revenge thing. But it just didn't make sense. Why not take Marco or Nico? They were older. Marco was 8 at the time, Alex was sure they got him doing gang activities around 7 or 8. He honestly wasn't sure.
But what did they want with 4 year olds."Are you listening Alexander" Rafael asked noticing his son had zoned out completely.
"Yes you mentioned my anger issues and how you would like me to see a doctor" Alex replied.
"Well yes but that was 10 minutes ago"
Lorenzo smirked slightly but it quickly disappeared. He knew Alex was probably thinking about running out of the room or strategizing ways to get out.
And he was.
Alex didn't mean to zone out. That always led to punishment.
"Want to tell me what's on your mind" Rafael said.
It confused Alex. Why was Rafael being so nice to him. Why hadn't he attacked him? He even covered for him with the paramedics. Why wasn't he being punished? He hurt Rafael's son.
Yeah he was struggling to see Rafael as his father, he knew despite how James and Skye were, they too struggled to acknowledge they had family.
Yes James and Skye had a better relationship with their family but they didn't truly acknowledge them as family.
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The lost triplets
General FictionAlexander, James and Skye were triplets. They were stolen from their family at the age of 4. The family searched for them day and night never giving up, years past and they knew they had to face reality. The triplets weren't coming back. Alexander...