Alessia was taken from her family when she was 4 by her mother who should have been protecting her. Alessia's perfect life with her 6 brothers and father were stolen from her and replaced with abuse. They had been searching for 12 years for their ba...
The sun's slanted through the window. I lay awake as I have been majority of the night. I can still feel Dante's grip on my arm and Daniels grip on my mind. Dante's grip triggered a flood of memories I can hardly bare.
I start school today.
I force myself out of bed and walk over to my bathroom and grab my backpack from off the ground. I open the backpack and find my first aid kit, with wraps for my rib infection, burn cream for my legs and scarring cream for the scars on my arms. I finish getting ready and find an outfit
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I settle on an outfit that covers all my scars and burns and leave my room for the first time since Dante's outburst. I was so scared when he slammed my door open and demanded to know about my nightmare. I cautiously walk down the stairs to see my brothers sitting at the table. Frederico tells me to take a seat so I sit down quietly.
It's silent.
Then Frederico clears his throat and Dante speaks up,
' I'm sorry' he mumbles almost incoherently. It's silent again and I can tell Matteo is about to make him repeat his apology.
'It's fine' I announce to avoid making Dante hate me more.
Luca passes me a plate and I put some fruit on it. It's the only food I can manage to eat.
'Is that seriously all your going to eat?' Dante yells. I nod hesitantly.
'One of those girls' he scoffs and rolls his eyes. I look towards him evidently confused.
'You don't eat anything to get stupidly skinny' He growls.
'No' I say quietly. It's true. I don't eat well because of Daniel not because of my body. I'm not used to eating so much.
All my brothers except for Dante look incredibly mad.
'Anyway baby sis, your coming with me to school' He grins shifting the subject. He excuses the both of us from the table and I follow him to the garage. Before me are rows of cars. Luca just stands there smirking at me inevitable shock.
I follow him to a car and am suddenly pushed as Dante walks past us. Luca's arms shoot out to steady me.
'Thankyou. You have really good reflexes' I smile the heat rushing to my cheeks.
'Yeah, training-' he starts but stop himself midway. He then starts talking about the teachers at school. Weird.
