Ciana
Alessio opens the humongous front door before looking towards me. I look into the impending foyer, not daring to take a step forward. He sees this and gently nudges me into the house.
I'm surprised by the lack of colors but I guess I should have seen it coming considering the black car,jet and even the outfit Alessio is wearing. No different from the other things, the house is mainly matte black with some silver highlights around the minimal furniture. It's beautiful, not in a feminine/forestry way, but in an elegant, minimalist type of way.
It's an open layout, to the right of me is a massive living room with enough seating areas for 25 people, a huge fireplace, and a TV mounted above it. To my left is a spacious kitchen. There's not much lighting in the house, but with the massive windows that take up 70% of the walls, the moon's light shines into the rooms. Making everything visible, I know that during the day the natural lighting would be wonderful.
Beyond the room lays two crossways, 4 broad hallways going off into their own sections of the house, in between those two cross sections is a staircase that gets wider as it gets closer to the second floor.
"ragazzi venite qui!" ( boys come here!) I finch from the loud noise as Alessio shouts for what I can assume is our brothers. The house stills for a second, not a single sound comes out from the massive house before a symphony to noises so loud that I actually take a step back. Crashing, shouting and frantic footsteps overwhelm my ears. As the noise gets closer I hear a masculine but young voice say, "Ow don't push me into a wall stronzo!".(asshole) Then a slightly older voice "Should have looked where you wear going idiota" (idiot). I see Aleesio out of the corner of my eye shaking his head in disappointment. I smile at his frustrated expression.
Before I know it there are 5 boys, all who look similar to me, staring into my soul like I'm their only lifeline for a good 5 minutes. I shift on my feet, this is getting awkward. " Why does she have a bruise on her face?" says the boy who looks almost identical to me in disgust, that must be my twin Cassio. "What's wrong with her?" he questions, I look down in shame, a blush covering my face. Great already one doesn't like me. " yeah what is wrong with her?" I hear another say, I don't dare look up, I don't want to feel their disgust.
"RAGAZZI! That is the way to speak to your sister. Tullio, Cassio go to your rooms now!" (boys) I hear a different unfamiliar voice say. I don't want to get them in trouble that will just make them hate me more. I open my mouth to say it's alright but I get cut off from a stern look from Alessio at my side. Frowning, I look towards the boys again. The one who looks older from the rest, who I recognize from the pictures Alessio showed me as Giovanni, is looking angrily towards Cassio and Tullio. The pair sees my attention on them and glares at me before stomping their way back up the staircase.
There's 3 left now. I let my eyes roam around them. Elio and Lucio, the only to left from the triplets both stare at me. Elio, the one with the slightly longer hair looks at me with a blank expression, not letting a single track of emotion run over his face, we make eye contact. He nods at me before swiftly turning on his heel and making his way into one of the hallways surrounding the staircase. Well I guess that's better than nothing.
There's 2 now, Lucio and Giovanni. They both look at me kindly. Seems like they are the nice ones." Hello sweet girl! Don't mind them" says Giovanni kindly, "you can call me Gio, have you had something to eat?" I look towards Alessio, I don't know if they consider too much food. My parents, I mean my kidnappers only let me eat a meal a day and technically I did eat that McDonald's before we got on the plane. Alessio looks towards me questionably, before nodding. "I'm not that hungry." I muttered, interpreted the nod as that I wasn't allowed to eat anything. "Hmm, well why don't I make you something small before you head up to bed?" Gio states persistently. I don't want to refuse him so I nod but not first without taking a glance at Alessio, he doesn't seem mad that i'm going to eat.
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A New hope
General FictionCiana Aleesia Ambrosi has always had a hard life. At the age of 4 she was kidnapped and taken from her family for 10 long years. When her kidnapper suddenly gets into a car accident and the other runs away she is turned into the long awaiting custod...