𝒯𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈

𝒯𝓌𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓎 𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓇

𝒪𝓁𝒾𝓋𝒾𝒶'𝓈 𝒫𝒪𝒱:

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEE-

"Shut the fuck up!!" I groan and flip over turning off that horrible sound.

I check my phone and see it's 6am.

Once it's turned off I roll back over pulling the quilt over my face wanting to go back to sleep.

Just as I was about to daze off again my door is flung open.

"LIVVY LOO WAKE UP IT'S YOUR FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL HOW EXCITING!!" Matteo screams.

Can I shove my pillow down his throat so he can't speak?

No he's your brother.

"Leave me alone!" I say but it came out muffled from the quilt being over my face.

"Come on get up!!!" He then grabs one of my pillows and starts whacking me with it.

"You do not understand how bad the temptation is to grab that pillow off you and shove it down your throat Matty." Finally moving the quilt off of me to see Marcello and Sandro standing at my door watching everything.

"Oooooo I'd pay millions to see that!" Marcello says smirking.

"First of all rude, second of all did you just call me Matty?"

"Yes and now I'm calling you Matty ratty because YOU just ruined MY beauty sleep." Sitting up and grabbing the pillow off him and I whack him around the head with it this time.

"OW!!" He squeals falling to the ground.

"Stop being dramatic it wasn't that hard."

"It most definitely was."

"Stop being a baby."

"Coming from the one who was complaining about me ruining your sleep."

"Ye-"

"Okay, okay, give over Matteo get up off the floor and Oli start getting ready for school." Marcello orders.

I nod my head walking into my bathroom whilst I hear Matteo complaining about his head hurting.

I turn the shower on hoping a hot shower will calm my nerves. I then start to strip out of my clothes then get into the shower.

I let the water run down my body instantly relaxing me and taking me out of the thoughts about school.

I wash my hair, massaging my scalp in the process, then wash my body. Once I'd done that I get out of the shower and wrap my clean towel around myself.

I walk over to my sink and wash my face along with my teeth.

I stare at my reflection in the mirror and see little me back in my old home covered in bruises and scars. I snap myself out of whatever I was in and see that pretty much all my bruises are faded except from my ribs. They're still badly bruised and probably broken too, however my scars are starting to heal but are still visible.