Haunting Pasts

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Lucian Aloisio enjoys the feeling of the wind whipping through his light brown hair as he perfectly jumped over all the hurdles landing back on all fours. In his eyes there was nothing better than riding on Luna his black horse.
The happiness he got from it was unlike anything he's ever felt. It's Stress free and calming , it felt better than any stress drug he used to take.

Now they had slowed down from a sprint to simply trotting on the green grass of the huge ranch his Uncle Giovanni bought for him after realizing just how much he loved horses , it was the perfect gift.

Today was a good day. He thought
The sun was out and shinning on him.
He hopped off of Luna and let her walk around freely , he sat on the freshly cut grass watching his navy colored horse with his emerald green eyes. He's peaceful thoughts interrupted by the memory of finding out that his sister had run away from home.

Saying that he was heartbroken was an understatement , he was distraught they all were and still are and will be until the day she came back home safe and sound. The sound of his horse neighing was just background noise as a million thoughts raced through his mind and a million more terrifying possibilities of what could have happened to their precious Tessa

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Kevin Aloisio was at peace , he was in his element surrounded by the sound of crashing waves straddling his surf board that floated effortlessly on the ocean water, his feet dangling off the sides and into the water.

Kevin would usually come to the beach when it wasn't busy at all so that he could use this time to fully unwind and let the sun rays shine on his already tanned skin.

I should really apply sunscreen.

Laying back on his board now fully exposed to the harsh sunlight he tightly clutched the polished heart shaped piece of sea glass that hung on a string around his neck , closing his eyes focusing all of his attention onto that small piece of glass that held so much of his love and so much sentimental value, the sound of seagulls in the distance , the slight splashing noise his hands created in the water and the subtle rocking of his white board had completely relaxed him.

The Ocean was a giant memory. It reminded him of his late mother who succumbed to leukemia, when he was younger he would beg her to take him to the beach where they would go around looking for unique seashells together , Kevin was taught how to surf by Maryn who was beyond glad that she had someone who showed interest in her love for the big blue ocean, even if it was just her son.

His grip tightening around the small object squeezing his eyes shut as a tear fell from his green-blue eye sucking in a deep breath trying to keep himself together as he saw his mom reaching out to take his hand a bright blinding light radiating off her reaching out to grab onto it he fell into the water cooling his hot skin and drenching his sand blonde hair.

Kevin's psychosis was getting worse as time went on and adding ADHD into the equation scared him and his family , the illusions became more frequent the voices in his head got louder and violent and he would have random bursts of energy that he's family tried their absolute best to tolerate. but even they would reach a point where they couldn't handle him anymore and he was terrified of that day because his family is the most important thing to him

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Mateo Aloisio-Garcia would much rather spend his time at the skate park than at the mall or the bar where his adoptive brothers thought he was Yes , Mateo was adopted after Maryn found him in a river in Spain. he doesn't have a single memory of his biological mother and has never known his real dad , sometimes he would lay back In bed and think about how life would've been with her.

Why did she dump him in the river?

Did she not want him?

Does his father know about him?

Does she regret doing it?

Questions like these were always at the back of his mind whenever he was skating.

There's nothing more satisfying than the feeling of danger and the adrenaline that came with it , if the Spanish brown-eyed boy wasn't at the skate park with a few other guys drinking carbonated drinks he'd be in his soundproof bedroom listening to rock music while playing his heart out on his electric guitar....also drinking cans and cans and cans of carbonated-sugary drinks.

After the sun had begun to set Mat decided that it was time to go home now in his room playing along with AC/DC's Back In Black.
Mateo was a skilled guitarist and could strum the strings and perfectly fit the guitar riffs and he thoroughly enjoyed it although he didn't like playing for others playing the guitar was something he liked to do alone and not involve anyone else and had no intentions of sharing his passion with anybody else.

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Author
This chapter was basically just to introduce the other brothers and also show their hobbies and things they like to do.
Please comment your honest opinion and if there's anything I need to fix ❤💙💜