Missing Mafia Princess

(11) Almost

*Matteo's P.O.V*

I walk behind her and notice the way she walks. Something is wrong. 

'Are you ok?' I ask her. She mustn't have realized I was behind because she jumped and the cringed in pain?

'Yes! Yes all good' she exaggerates and immediately get's into the car. 

Frederico raises and eyebrow towards me, ' Qualcosa non va in lei' I tell him.

(Translation: Something is wrong with her) 

This caught the attention of the others and they looked towards her. Noticing the sudden attention she smiles weakly at everyone causing me to worry more. 

***

Her head is resting on the side of the car and she's asleep. The hockey game was over an hour from home. 

' Costa intendevi con qualcosa che non andava?' Luca asks. (Translation: What did you mean something was wrong with her?)

'There is something off about her walk and she's very . . . jumpy' I explain my thoughts. 

Everyone seems to share my concern except for Dante who's only response is a scoff of disbelief.

'What's your problem with her?'Luca growls quietly not wanting to wake her up. 

'Everything' Dante growls back.

'Not a good enough answer' 

Dante rolls his eyes but doesn't offer any response. Which Luca isn't having. 

*Luca's P.O.V*

He rolls his eyes and I can feel my anger tipping over the edge. 

I point to Alessia who is curled against the car window, 'What did she ever do to you?' I whisper-yell. 

'What do you think?, idiota' 

'Nothing. She did nothing' I snarl at him. 

God! I loved Dante but he needs to sort his issue out. For over 10 years he's been cold and bitter to everyone. 

'She's taken everything!' He yells 

'She's taken Mum, Frederico was never the same and she wen't and lived a life with her bloody stepfather and we had nothing!' He spits, fuming at this point.

In the midst of the fight no one noticed Alessia watching wide - eyed. We pulled into the driveway and everyone got out. 

'Alessia?' I ask her quietly.

'It's fine' she utters numbly. 

'I'm sure it was for you!' Dante yelled at her, still high on anger. 

'What do you mean?' she asks delicately 

'You living your best life while we all suffered here!' he snapped. 

She looks down and gulps nervously. He jaw trembling lightly. 

*Alessia's P.O.V*

They're all staring at me and I don't know what to do. I'm in too much pain to think straight so I just cautiously walk inside to my room. Not at all oblivious to the yelling downstairs.  

My ribs are in such agony I can barely be hurt by Dante's harsh words. I really wished I fully understood why he hates me. I walk into my bathroom to find my first aid kit. Everything is in a flash of panic. I fumble for the thermometer which reads, 40.6 degrees Celsius. A fever. 

Finding my pain killers I take one and swallow it dry unable to get water from downstairs. I unwrap my ribs to see them black, blue and now yellow. There infected . . . badly. It's only 9.30 pm and I won't be able to sleep until after 12 am thanks to Daniel, so I shuffle to find the sleeping pills and take one. 

I grab a rag and put it under water and put it on my forehead and lay in bed. Praise the lord the sleeping pill worked and I fell asleep almost immediately. Only to have nightmares awaiting me. 

Hey! Not to much intensity at the moment but lots to come in upcoming chapters!! I am so exhausted from camp but doing the best I can to get updates out to you all!

Question: Does easter egg chocolate hit different? 

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