VENGEANCE.

two

flashback

"Natalia! Get out of my sight!" Francis yelled, making her flinch.

Poor little Natalia had no where to go or someone to run to. Everyone turned their backs against her. She was only 4.

All she had was the comfort of her small tiger plushie to get her through the night. Until that one fateful day where it all came crashing down forever.

age five

"Natalia, get in the car."

Go where? She thought.

She had no choice but to obey and reluctantly entered the car. At last, they reached. In front of her was a big building, decorated nicely. But hey, never judge a book by its cover. All her bags were thrown out and not even 5 minutes later, the car had drove off, leaving her alone with her bags and the building. The only words said to her by her own father was, "You need discipline. Come back when you are ready."

end of flashback

"Here we go."

I stared at the house that was once filled with memories that surrounded me but now seemed haunting. I gathered all my courage before walking up to the front door and knocking.

You could footsteps thumping before the door swung open and my fourth brother, Silas, stood there with disbelief swirling in his eyes.

"Nat?" he questioned.

"It's Natalia to you, brother," I stated. Sadness flashed in his eyes. But who cares? Not me.

"Oh, um yeah. Nat— Sorry Natalia, welcome back. Come on in," he said awkwardly before standing aside to make way for the door.

"It's not good to be back but thanks."

I nodded at him before entering the house.

Lo and behold, all my brothers standing in one straight line staring at me. And my mother too.

"What a family reunion, don't you think? Silly old me is so special that all of you needed to be here," I chuckled bitterly.

"Don't get your hopes up high bitch, no one cares that you're back." Guess who said that? Obviously Dante.

"If it makes you feel better, Danny."

I smirked at him, using the nickname from when we were younger. Clearly it worked since his expression faltered slightly.

"Do we need to do introductions?" Emilio interjected, glancing over at me.

"No thanks, I remember all of you and all the bad memories here," I said, mumbling the last part to myself.

Luca heard it and he couldn't help but feel guilty. He knew that his twin was disliked ever since the incident and he tried vouching for her, asking them to check the cameras once her turned older but to no avail.

The Romanos didn't care and they never will when it comes to their little sister.

"So... I'm assuming my room is still the same?" I questioned.