Reunited

XII.Eden

Today, Marccelo send us shopping with Luca, Atlas and Rocco. Aparently, we didn t have enough clothes for school and I have decied that my wallet was getting too heavy. He did Say to use his black card, witch was curently sitting in Carlos s pocket. I had a feeling he was gonna use it, but I sure wasn t planing to.
We were sitting in their car, witch was a fucking Bugatti. I ve always had a wierd pasion about cars and I decide that me and B will be spending more time together. The lether material was cold from the wether outside witch was leaning to winter cold but it was nice. I focused my attention in the window for the rest of the ride and I realised how truly beutifull this city really is. I mean, people from all over the world dream of visiting New Yourk and I get to live here.

We walked in a ginormeous mall, but it didn t look like the ones I went shopping in. It had all expensive shops, like Versace, Dior and all that. There was no way in hell I could afford those, so If they wanted me to break their bank, I could do them a faveour.

" Where should we go first?"

" I need shoes" Atlas headed twords some sports shop and we fallowed him

" We re suppose to be buying stuff for them"

" Shut up, Luca. Dad gave us his card" After hearing that, Luca hurried to try on countless pair of shoes. Carlos joined them, while I just stared.
" Eden, what s your favourite colour" i forrowed my eyebrowes.
" Green, why?" He brought me a green pair of Jordan witch I actually seemed to like. I tried them on and they fitted perfectly.
" Do you like them?"

" I Don t need them"

" That s not what I asked. You like them, right?" I nodded.

" Then we re getting them"

" Thanks" I couldn t understand why they d waste their money on someone like me and I almost felt bad because they didn t know me. And they were better.

After walking around, we ended up leaving the bags in the car and heading for the food court. We went to Mc Donald s, everyone s favourite, and I grabbed chicken nuggets, fries and an icecream. I dipped a fry in the vanila cone and they all looked at me, except for Carlos who was already used to my combinations.
" What are you doing?"

" It tastes better like this.Wanna try"

" Wierdo" Rocco said and I shrugged my shoulders.

" Give me!" Carlos yelled and I laughted. It wasn t often that I did that, but over this couple of weeks they ve been nothing but nice to me and let s just say that I wasn t the easiest person to live with.

Putting the fries in his mouth, he gasped, widening his eyes.

" You re amazing"

" Everything is amazing to You" Rocco rolled his eyes. That got him a nugget trown at his face, while Luca stuffed his mouth with fries. Poor Rocco was trying to escape, but Luca was holding him and laughing like a mad man. You d think this boy was high, but it s just his wierd and kind of nice personality.

Atlas didn t talk a lot. He was always with hîș nose in some book, witch was great for me. The less someone talked, more time I could spend with that person. He was more reserved then his brothers, who had no problem explaining every detail at the dinner table, every single detail that we could all live much better without.
Rocco was hot headed, but when it came to his siblins he spent a lot of time with them.
I don t know much about them, because I didn t bother to get to know them, but Carlos did. He keeps telling me how much fun they have and I can see he s actually starting to see them as a family. Every time I see them laughing together, there s a part of me that wants to join them, to undertand their inside jokes, but then it all goes to hell and I end up at Ronan Benett s door once again.

We got back around four p.m.
" How was it?" Marccelo asked.
" I think Carlos bannkrupted us." Rocco tried to put the blame on Carlos when he got way more stuff then us.
" Don t listen to him, Dad! He wanted to buy a car." My eyes widened. I Haven t heard him call him that until now. Carlos noticed my expreccion.

I went to my room to organize everything. I got our stuff from mum s house, but it wasn t a lot. I had a fucking walk in closet, witch was now filled. I hanged a couple of dressed that they inssisted I will need for some parties. I also got some new langerie , pijamas and comfy clothes witch would surely be used the most.
I also got some make up: blush,concelear and telescopic mascara. It better make my lashes look like falsies, since I can t stand those. I just look fake with them on.

Someone knoked at the door.
" Come in" Marccelo walked in. He had a serious exprecion in his face that worried me
.
" What s wrong?"

" We need to talk, bambina" His tone was gentle witch scared me more then him yelling at me.

" About what?"

" Ronan Benett" I froze.

" Carlos told you, didn t he?" Snitch.

" Your brother is just worried about you, as am I" If was hard for me to understand why anyone would care about me.

" I m fine"

" Eden, we both know that s not true" my heart was raceing and I tried to controle my breathing.

" What did he tell you?"

" That you re with him when you re out. That this has been going on since you were eleven and that he is my age"

" It seems wierd..." I have no ideea how to get out of this.
" You Don t have to defend yourself. I just want to help You" What?

" Carlos says that too, but he can t "

" Carlos is a kid and so are you. Look, I know he s a drug delear." How the hell did he find that out?!

As If he read my thoughts, he added ,, Carlos doesn t know"

" Please don t tell him!" I was beggining to panick at the thought.
" I won t, but this is not about him. Tesoro, you matter too." No, I don t.

He sensed that I didn t belive him and let out a heavy sight. My attention was on my fingers that I was playing with on my lap.

" Why do you do it?" I knew what he was refering to.

" I just... " I hesitated before adding "It makes everything stop"

" And you need that" i could feel the tears filling my eyes and I tried to stop them, but I couldn t. Soon enough they were rolling down my cheeks. I don t let my guard down in front of people, but I couldn t control myself anymore.

" It s okay to cry" I choked on a sob.

" I m sorry. I m so sorry"

" It s okay. Everything is okay" he tried to comfort me.

" No, no, it s all wrong. I need it to stop. I need everything to stop" he grabed my chin and made me look at him. Then, he realised I was saying the truth.

" Please Tell me you don t mean what I really hope you don t"

" Get out!" I got up and opened the door for him.

A horrified expreccion appered on his face as he got off the bed.
" Eden, please, I m trying to help you"

" I don t need your help! I Don t need anyone"