Tattered Love

Chapter 3

My family had entered the limousine within minutes of me waiting in it. The drive home was quiet, no one had spoken a word. This eased my mind some. I figured my parents; especially my father would have lectured me for storming off. I swiftly enter the house and enter my room; ready to get out of this dress and scrub all this makeup off my face. Once I have done the said few things I wanted to do; there's a soft knock on my door.

"Enter." I speak in a soft barely above a whisper voice.

My sisters both take my invention and enter with sorrow in their eyes.

"He had no right to say what he said Issy." Gabby said in a broken voice.

"If I could castrate him; I would." Tori threatens in her soft voice.

"It's okay. If you're checking on me; I'm fine. You all can get out of those dresses and get comfortable." I tell both my sisters with honesty.

"Actually dad sent us up here to tell you we're all to be in his office downstairs in five minutes." Tori explains.

"That means we have all of two minutes to get to his office before he has us hunted down like wild animals." Gabby jokes.

We exit my room and I fall in line behind my sisters with my head held high. I don't know what father has to discuss but my guess since it's fifteen past nine; it's not a good discussion. Gabby knocks harder than usual on father's office entryway. You can hear a exasperated rough enter from inside. I can see my father rubbing his hands over his face like he's exhausted yet having a turmoil battle within himself. Mother is standing behind father rubbing his shoulders; trying to calm him down. By the looks of it, it doesn't seem to be helping. His shoulders are squared and tense.

"Take a seat you three."

We do as father has asked us. Gabby sits at the furthest from the door, Tori is in the center, and as for me, I, take the seat closest to the exit. I prefer seats near the exit; I have been like this since I could walk.

"Greco family will be here tomorrow to pick you three up for bridal shopping. Please for the love of God, behave." Dad informs us.

"Of course father."

"Okay."

"Yes father."

We all speak at the same time. Before any of children could stand up, father has his hand out signaling us to not leave.

"That is only half of what we need to discuss." He says while staring each of us down.

"Continue father." Gabby tell him like she has no care if he's our father or not.

"Isabella Eleonora Morello..." He pauses him words.

I knew instantly this isn't a discussion that will be heartedly taken. He used my entire name like it was nothing. I knew I was in trouble since my full name is rarely ever used.

"The behavior you have shown tonight is unacceptable. You stormed off like a toddler throwing a tantrum over not getting sweets." He begins to say.

"Father with all due respect; he shouldn't have opened that insensitive mouth of his to say such a thing." Gabby begins to defend.

"Gabby this doesn't concern you." Father warns.

"She's our sister and we have a right to voice our opinion and or concern. I will not have you belittle her because of some arrogant asshole thinks he can say what he pleases. I would have done the same thing if not slapped his soul out his body." Tori justifies my actions.

"Vittoria. Don't start." Father says sharply.

"Don't start? You're lecturing her over leaving an area where she was getting pulled apart over her figure. I won't sit here and let you condone whatever Alessio has done. You will not down play it. How she feels should be more important than her getting a lecture of storming off over his comment. He's lucky he still has la sua virilità. Because I would have snipped it off." Gabby growls out as she glared at our father.