Family

FORTY

Silence speaks volumes.

Present || Alonzo

A week. It had been a whole fucking week of the same cycle. 

Antonio and Gio were busy digging up more information on the accident now that evidence had come to light whilst Alfonzo, Luca and I spent most of our time in the gym or trying to keep Dad away from Leo.

Leo.

Ever since our ice-cream 'adventure', he's been quiet. More quiet than usual. He doesn't speak unless spoken to and I think we've all noticed how he spaces out at dinner. If he's not at school, he's stuck in his room unless we call him out or if Dad wants to see him.

Just what is his motive all of a sudden? Is he really feeling guilt for treating Leo the way he did and trying to atone for it? Or is he just play-

"Idiot that's the third one!" Luca groans, casting Alfonzo a hateful glare.

Alfonzo chuckles slightly," You won't be paying for the replacement don't worry." He grins as he kicks the sandbag on the floor, his knuckles a bloody mess.

"Go and get Antonio to clean that up before you get an infection." I grumble, stretching my sore muscles.

"It's fine." He mumbles, kicking the now-broken sandbag.

"You're angrier than usual." Luca muses, taking a sip from his water bottle.

Alfonzo rolls his eyes, gesturing to Luca to pass him one to.

"How's Leo these days?" Luca asks, making my eyes widen slightly.

Alfonzo pauses, staring at Luca with an unquestionable look in his eyes. His cheeks are slightly pink, refusing to meet our eyes.

"Not good." I mumble.

"Didn't Dad sign him up for therapy or something?" Alfonzo's jaw clenched at the question.

"That fucker is lucky he went home with only a broken hand." He sneers.

"What happened?" Giovanni asks, entering the gym room. He's still clad in a suit, files in his hands, I hope those will be useful.

"What the fuck happened?" He repeats, glaring at Alfonzo.

"He tried touching Leo." Luca concludes, his shoulders tense.

"No." I shakily whispered, something like this happened again? 

"So you broke his hand?" Gio raises an eyebrow," Is that it?"

"Does Dad know about this?" I ask, my eyes narrowing at his shrug.

"Didn't see much of a reason to tell him, I handled it." He sneers.

"You idiot, its Friday, that pervert is coming today!" I shout, my body tense.

Fuck, he's probably here by now. Fuck Fuck.

"Shit." Alfonzo mutters.

We all take one look at each other, before we sprint to Leo's room. My mind begins going into overdrive, fuck what if we're too late. What if something has already happened. What if-

"Luca go and get Dad right now." Alfonzo demands, pushing ahead of us, I've never seen that expression on his face, never seen one so murderous.

Fuck, every time I say I'll protect him, he always ends up getting hurt. I'm really the worst brother.

He's already been through so much, what if I lose him a second time?

"Leo!" Alfonzo shouts, kicking down his door.