𝒯𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈

𝒯𝓌𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓎 𝓈𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃

𝒪𝓁𝒾𝓋𝒾𝒶'𝓈 𝒫𝒪𝒱:

Lorenzo walks out of the room leaving me and Antonio.

He does what Lorenzo tells me and cleans my cuts and scars that have formed from the fight.

Once he'd done he asks me if there's anymore.

I say no even though there's plenty, he doesn't need to see them though.

I stand up off the toilet seat holding my ribs making sure I don't hurt myself and he must realise.

"Show me your ribs."

"Why?" Absolutely not.

"You're clearly in pain, I saw the way she kneed you and I saw how you ran up the stairs holding them."

"They're fine." liar.

"If they're fine then you won't have a problem showing me."

I sigh and lift up my pyjama top showing off my bruised ribs.

"Cazzo inferno Liv!"
(Fucking hell Liv)

"They'll heal." Hopefully.

"Why don't you let Marcello sort them out? He is a doctor after all."

"No point me in saying no when you'll ask him anyways." I shrug.

"That's correct Sorellina." He laughs
(Little sister)

I walk into my room and sit on my bed with my back resting against the bed frame.

"I'll go get him. Wait here." He walks out of the room and goes to find Marcello.

I lean over and grab my phone off my bed side table and open it.

I have a message from a group chat with Lauren, Declan and Becca.

L: Liv I've heard you've been excluded for three days :(

D: I am living for the fight.

L: Dec don't influence her anymore.

B: Okay but where did you learn to fight like that?!

Took classes 🤷🏼‍♀️

L:May have to join you 😉

B: Me too 😜

D: Fuck it. Me three.

Sure you all can

L: How's the bruises?

Well I have a busted lip and a slightly bruised jaw and ribs but I'll live x

B: Because you're a badass.

D: I heard Jasmine had to be taken to hospital.

L: me too.

B: me three.

She started it, not my fault she can't defend herself🤷🏼‍♀️