Missing Mafia Princess

(14) Spilling the tea

*Gianni's P.O.V* (sorry you guys haven't seen him much I kind of forgot about him 😭)

'No' she says barely audibly. Being in the Mafia comes with knowing lies, she was lying. Everyone knew it. 

'I don't think so' she adds. 

'What the hell does that mean?' Dante growls causing everyone to glare at him. We had a conversation with him less than 10 minutes ago. 

'Just tell us the truth, no one will be mad at you' Vincenzo reassures her. 

She looks down and shakes a little, 'Yeah a bit' she says so softly. My blood boils and I fist my hands.

'Like what?' Frederico asks still fully in his interrogation mindset.

' I don't know' she replies shakily.

'Yes you do' Dante snipes at her. 

'I'm not allowed to talk about it' She mumbles quietly tears building in her eyes, to which she tries to conceal. 

Luca walks over and sits next to his twin and wraps an arm around her. 

'You have to talk to us so we can help you. Daniel can't get to you' he whispers to her though we were all still within ear shot. 

Frederico repeats his question.

'They hit me a lot, kicks too. He burnt me a couple times' she says quietly a tear slides down her face slowly. The anger I feel right now is insurmountable. Everyone has their hands balled in fists and a fuming. 

'I want the whole story from the beginning ok?'

'When I was little they didn't do too much, an occasional slap. When I was around 10 it got worse, he broke my rib one night. Then I pretty much always had a broken bone so I bought some first aid things because he said if I told anyone he would kill me . . . so I didn't' She says in one breath though it's the truth its not the whole truth. 

'Details, Alessia' Frederico says his tone slightly softer. 

'Like what?' 

'You said you were burned? I want to know why and how'

She gulps and shivers a bit but still manages to respond. strong girl.

'I once tried to tell a police officer but he didn't believe me. He called Daniel and he got . . . mad. He took me to my room in the basement and dropped me down the stairs which broke my arm. Then he brought a tub of boiling water and I ran away from him. He slapped me and his ring cut me' She says tears flowing faster and point to just under her jaw, a long scar.

'He threw it over me and It burned my upper legs badly. It wouldn't have been so bad but he locked me down their for 4 hours.' she sobbed and hid her face in Luca's shoulder. 

Everyone was beyond pissed she'd only shared one story and I can only imagine the pain of sitting with 3rd degree burns for 4 hours.

'What about your broken ribs?' Frederico asked.

'Just kicking' she whispers visibly trembling now.

The fact that him kicking her in the ribs was considered just. Has me more worried for her childhood.

*Luca's P.O.V* 

She clinging to me while answering Frederico's questions. I listen and have to conciously remind myself not to get up and kill her psychopathic adoptive father. Who the hell in their right mind tortures an innocent girl let alone my twin. 

'Last few questions' Frederico says and she visibly relaxes. 

'Tell me about the scars and bruises' 

'The bruises were just from hits or kicks, sometimes when I got pushed down the stairs. The scars were from smashed plates or knives' she says struggling to get the words out.

'Did you ever do it to yourself?' 

She tenses and my heart drops and tears threaten to spill knowing the answer she's about to give.

'A few times' she whispers looking at her hands. We want details but everyone knows better than to push the subject, even Dante who is furiously pacing in the corner. 

'Did anyone else hurt you?'

She nods. Turning pale white. 

'Who and when?'

'I don't know who they are, his friends I think. They would come every night at 12 am, so I can't sleep until past then' she manages to string together between sobs. I hug her tighter careful not to touch her chest tube or ribs. 

Frederico nod's his stoic facade  in front of Alessia continuing. He gets up and tells everyone to follow him except for me, to stay and watch Alessia.

I don't say anything and hold her whilst she cries for at least 20 minutes before her figure relaxes and slumps against me. I puff out a breath and look down to see her asleep and gently move her head to my arm. It meant everything to have her safe in my arms. Everything.

Hi! Thankyou all for your support

This chapter is super sad and not too long but more to come soon.

Just wanted to shout out @jastiriari 

for all her support and comments as well as it's a @itbaddibitch 

again for her incredible support.

Question: Is frank green or the dupe of it better?

(personally I think the dupe!)

Will update when I can 💖💖