Azalea
Today I woke up early, it was 7 am and I decided that I won't let some pain control me, so I got up and got ready and headed downstairs. When I found no one I was relieved because I really don't need their talking right now. I grabbed a water bottle and went outside to the garden. The house was too big so I decided to run one lap around for starters.
After half an hour and two whole laps around the house I finally went inside. I wont lie my ribs are killing me but if the pain is being ignored then it's non existent. When I got to the kitchen I saw Lincoln and Marcello sitting with a cup of steaming hot coffee talking I am guessing about business.
"Good morning Azalea" Lincoln said with a stern and authoritive voice that send shivers down my spine. I didn't show it tho, I didn't even glanced at him and just said morning under my breath.
" Morning Azalea, you're up early how so?" Marcello said with a happy voice. How can he be happy this early in the morning. Me personally if you even glance at me wrong in the morning chances are you're not making out alive.
"Went for a run" I answered simple because I really don't want to talk to them.
I grabbed an apple and sat at the island very far away from them. I saw marcellos smile falter for a second, i dont know why but it was back again and happily talking at me.
"Your brothers usually don't get up until it's 10 or something unless it's a school day" Marcello said Rampling about my supposed brothers which I do not care about. I know I'll be going to another foster home until the end of the month like usual.
I just nodded at him and pulled out my phone. When I turned it on I saw a bunch of messages from Luca asking if I am alive and where I am. Suddenly I got anxious, I know Lucas since kids but he will kill me because I didn't tell him anything. I took a big breath and exhaled it.
"Hey azalea are you alright?" Marcello said and as he said that Lincoln's eyes were boring into my soul.
"Yeah, it's just some jeans" i spat out the most hideous lie I could've thought at that moment and honestly I wanted to hit my head at the counter right away.
"Jeans?" Lincoln said unimpressed like he knew I was lying and kept staring at me. What's he's problem honestly.
" Yeaaah.., the were on sale but today the price went through the roof. I dought they will sell in this economy!" I said and I either fixed it or just dugged my grave.
" well show me these apparent jeans that made you so upset and I will buy you ten of those right now" Lincoln said with a daring face, fuck he knows I'm lying and to be honest I'm an idiot, I need to cover it up because I don't want them to know about Luca or anything at all about my past life. It's non of their business.
"You know it's okay I dont really need them I have plenty and I really need to shower the running made me sweaty, see ya" and as I said that I bolted from the kitchen and up the stairs. I did hear them call my name but I ignored them.
After a very relaxing and needed shower, I finally build up the courage and called Lucas.
"Hey Lucas what's up?" I said once he answered trying to play it cool.
"What's up?! What do you mean what's up! I've been worried sick, I've called and texted you more than a hundred times and got nothing back! I thought you died!" He screamed with anger and i unconsciously coward back. Lucas is sweet but if you make him angry you better hide.
"I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose I promise, it's just that a lot has happened and I didn't even have the time catch my breath." I said in low voice trying to calm him down.
"What happed Azy ? You know you can always count on me right?" He said finally calm and now he sounded worried about what he was about to hear.
"John died! And-" before I could finish my sentence he interrupted me.
"WHAT?!!!when? How? Why didn't you call me! What the fuck dude? Where are you?!" He screamed sounding stressed once again and honestly I felt bad for him. The times I've stressed this man are too many to count.
"He died two days ago. The police showed up at my door demanding I go with them. Once I did they told me that apparently I have a father and brothers that want me so now I'm in NY living with them." I said in one breath knowing he will interrupt me if I didn't get it all out at once.
After I was done explaining the situation I was met with silence. I pulled the phone from my ear to see that it was still on call so now I was concerned.
"Lucas...? You okay buddy?" I asked slowly not aware of what his reaction to this news might be.
"EXCUSE ME?!!! Brothers? As in biological brothers?" He asked sounding enraged! Oh boy I see where this is going. I sighed already tired of this and answered him.
"Yeah but you know that your my first and real brother right? We are a package. You always come first" i said carefully but sincerely because every word was true. He is my first and only brother.
"Azy...please promise that you won't forget me or leave me behind. I need you." He said sadly almost ready to cry, and my heart spread to pieces at that.
"Luc, you know I will never leave you, you are brother, I will always need you and always be there for you, I love you!" I said with pain in my heart.
"I love you too! OH! Gotta go. Emergency!" He said sounding in a rush .
"Okay, talk later!" We said our goodbyes and hang up. With a sign I put my phone away and tried to focus on my situation here, witch was messy to the say the list.
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I was sitting on my bed scrolling through my phone when the door opened and one of the brothers walked in.
Matteo just stood there looking at me. This is getting weird.
"Um..can I help you?" I asked a little confused on why he is just starting at me.
"Oh Um yeah, well I wanted to ask you if you want to come to the game room." He asked with hope in his eyes and a small smile on his lips.
"No thanks!" I said and went back to looking at my phone. I mean, I don't know them and i really don't have any interest in learning about them. As rude as it sounds, I don't care.
He suddenly coughed and i lazily looked at him waiting for him to talk. Again.
"Um we are playing video games. Come on it'll be fun. You'll see!" He said again a little more desperate and I honestly felt bad for the dude.
I sighed but got up nonetheless. I'll just stay there for one hour max and then come back in my room. What can go wrong right?
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