{𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 1}
𝒁𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝑻𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒔
Is the girl no one really noticed. She hides her face- with all the horrid bruises present- behind a facade, and makes sure no one suspects a single thing about the hell she's met with at her home with her 'parents...
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I can go officially home today. Everyone helped me packing my stuff this morning, and everything is now stored in boxes in one of my brother's cars.
There's only one problem. I'm almost certain Luca can't go home with us, and I'm 100% sure that if he can go with me, he won't be allowed inside my room. My brothers don't care if he's my boyfriend or not, he is and stays a boy.
I've been heavily preoccupied in the hospital these days, and although I'm very grateful of my brothers for doing that, I'm almost frightened I won't be as much when we get home. When we get home, and I can go to my room, I'm not sure I'll be as happy as I've been the past few days. The guilt of killing Miguel is nagging at me, and it'll be any moment now until it snaps free. And I don't know what will happen when it does.
Me and Eleandro haven't discussed if I can go to school when I'm home, but I'll do anything in my power to go. I can't miss my friends any longer, and I probably should give them an explanation. Another topic that's been giving me stress these days.
I know I should really tell them about everything that happened before I arrived in New York, but I keep thinking that I'm not ready. I'll never be. But I also can't keep lying to them, especially when they've been nothing but kind to me. I should return the favor by telling them who I actually am. I just pray they will still want to be friends with me after.
I know they accepted Leanne when she got an addiction, but that was nothing she could do about, plus they've known her for way longer than they know me. I'm basically a stranger to them, and I'm about to open up to them about something no one knows the whole truth about. Not even Luca does. He knows nothing about Raina's friends, nor does he know about the way I tried to earn monet after his death. I'm afraid he'll feel betrayed. Or worse, guilty. Knowing Luca, he'll probably think it was his fault because he left, while it wasn't.
I blow out a breath trough my mouth, watching Luca and my brothers load in the trunk of the car. They didn't allow me to help, probably with the best reasons since I can't walk, but I still feel bad about not being able to help. I feel useless sitting here in this stupid wheelchair. If I do go to school, I'll go with crutches. Maybe that won't gain as much attention as a freaking wheelchair.
When the men in front of me have pushed in the last box of clothes, Adrian struts over to me.
"We're ready to go Zina." He exclaims as he begins pushing my wheelchair towards the car.
He picks me up like I weight nothing, and puts me in the car seat while buckling me up.
Everyone gets into the car, and Eleandro starts it. I look around and notice Luca didn't enter like all of us.
"Where's Luca?" I ask out loud, not really to anyone in particular.
"He can't go with us Zina, besides he has to do other things too." Eleandro explains, and I nod sadly, hanging my head down when the engine starts roaring.
