𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 | ON HOLD

Four

Aria.

Suddenly, I flinch. hard.

This does not go unnoticed. My Father gives me a look of worry while Elijah
Looks angry but quickly hides it.

"Aria, are you okay?" My 'father' asks me.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Can we go now, please?" I ask my da- Roberto.

did I almost call him dad?

No. I didn't.

it was a mistake.

Am I really arguing with myself right now?

Shut up.

"Aria?"
...

"Aria! are you okay?" Elijah asks me, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Oh - oh yeah, I'm alright." I reply, giving him a small nod, not making eye contact.

I abruptly stand up and wince, completely forgetting about my ribs that are probably broken. They both give me a worried look, which I quickly brush off.

"Okay, let's go now, come on." My father says.

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Once we make it on the jet- yes, they own a whole ass private jet. They're rich rich. I'm now stuck in my thoughts.

Are they going to be like Matt?

Will they sell me like mom did?

Will they hurt me?

I slowly start to drift off but keep my eyes open, unsure of if I'm safe to sleep, Elijah whispers in my ear, "Go to sleep, principessa, you're safe now."

oh, how I wish I didn't.

Flashback

Little Aria's POV. 8 years old.

I woke up yawning, looking out the window at the blue sky, not a cloud in sight. I'm so excited. Today is my 8th birthday!!

Mommy said she has a surprise for me, I can't wait!

I wonder if it's a princess party?

Will my best friend be here?

After thinking of what the possible surprise might be, I jumped up out of bed and quickly brushed my long, butt length hair. Mommy said my hair makes me very beautiful.

I open my door and go look for Mommy.

"Mama?" I call out to her.

I start walking down the stairs and see white powder on the kitchen table. I wonder what it could be.

"Mommy?" I call out to her again, hoping to get an answer.

I look on the couch and see Mommy with a man. she has her nose to the white powder.

Once she hears me, she says, "Ugh, you little brat, I have a surprise for you, Say hello to Matt, your new step-dad."

He looks at me with a scary look in his eyes. it's making me uncomfortable.

"Uhm, H-hi, i-im Aria, it's nice to meet you, M-matt." I stutter out. he is making me very uncomfortable.

"Listen here, you little brat, you'll do whatever Matt says, or I'll kill you."

W-what? this isn't like my mommy.

she stomps over to me with a glass, brown bottle in her hand, "Why do you have to look just like them!" she exclaims