𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝

08 | Proud of You

ADRIANO

After our mother, took our beautiful sister, my mind used to think it was because of me that she left. For a 2 years, every morning I woke up and the weight of my sister's absence suffocated me.

My sorellina was my best friend, she was someone who I talked to even if she didn't know half of what I was talking about, she was the person who would comfort me with her cheeky little stories at night which I would stay awake and listen to for hours.

After she was taken our family itself literally broke.

The halls of our home became silent and only the echos of our memories and laughter filled the air. The pain of losing her, broke our family.

We used to have movie marathons, picnics and family dinners. But after what happened everything stopped, It was like the earth had stopped moving and the intensity of the pain never went away.

I find myself replaying those memories when our family was whole but it only reminded me of how broken our family was.

Dad and Lorenzo drowned themselves at work. Lorenzo would try to make make ot to dinner everyday but dad he would barely have time he was on the verge of becoming an alcoholic.

Rocco, he became a psychopath. He would have all ange and regret all pent up in him self that he became closed off and barley spoke with any of us. He would spend his time tourteing or working out. It was sad for all of us to see him like this but we got used to it.

Giovanni was the one who was there for me, Alessio and Matteo. He supported us more than dad did, he was more like a dad than to us, all of us.

Alessio and Matteo, when both of them started high school, all they ever did was party and and get drunk and they still do. They love Val but I guess they have this anger and hatred in them for mom because she only took Val and they think that she stile mom away.

I don't think that Val stole our mom because, mom was different sometimes she would worry about small things excessively, those times she would make sure the cameras were working and guards were stationed around the house.

I only saw mom worry about us before everything that happened. It was like something scared her, terrified her.

Currently we were all stressed as fuck because somehow our dear sorellina is no where to be found.

I sit down with my head between my palms thinking of all possible explanation of why she was gone because I cannot lose her, not again.

I look up to see Rocco pacing back and forth, his fists clenching and unclenching.

ROCCO

I am about to burst

"Why the fuck are we not looking for her" I look at my family.

"Son" my dad calls, "we should trust her" he sighs looking at me

Trust? Her? I don't think so. I don't care if she can protect herself or not. I don't trust her and I'm not losing her again.

My mind starts to get clouded with white-hot anger.

"Ok everyone let's calm down, I'm sure that she's OK let's just wait" Giovanni stands up motioning to me and dad.

"WAIT??" I explode, "How the fuck AM I SUPPOSED to FUCKING WAIT?!"

"Calm dow-"

" I won't calm down stronzo" I deadpanned cutting Gio off because I don't care about anything.