Family

Dead boys don't smile

TW - Author rant at the end :3

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"She was always weird, I honestly saw this coming a mile away." Sofia says, her eyes locked on Alfonzo as he stuffs his clothes into a suitcase.

After Antonio left, Alfonzo got a call from Father - we're leaving for Poland today.

Aiden sighs exasperated, "Sofia if you don't shut up-"

The door to Alfonzo's bedroom clicks open and Antonio steps inside, his eyes sweeping over Alfonzo's figure by the bed, me leaning against the bed on the plush rug and to Sofia and Aiden, bickering by the window sill.

Alfonzo straightens, his hands pausing mid-air, "What happened?"

Antonio crosses his arms, leaning against the doorway, "Father and Uncle Enzo are back, they're talking to her right now in his office."

Sofia visibly tenses at his words, her back straightening, "Daddy's back already?"

Antonio lifts a brow, "You seem a little tense Sofia."

She waves him off, fanning her face dramatically, "It's just a little hot in here. I'm going to go finish packing, we're going back to Venice in an hour." She hurriedly walks out, her heels clicking against the floorboards.

Antonio shifts, closing the door behind him. He reaches for the remote on Alfonzo's desk, switching the TV hanging on his wall on and connecting his phone to it.

Aiden walks over, peeking his head around Antonio's buff frame, "Watcha doing?"

"Watch." Is all he says and we all shift out attention to the TV screen.

My eyes widen in recognition as they wander over the screen, Rachel stands in Father's office seated on the sofa, her hands clasped tightly in her lap.

On cue, the door to the office slams open and Sofia steps inside, her dress trailing after her.

"What did you tell Daddy you little bitch?" She sneers, grabbing hold of Rachel's brown locks and yanking her head upwards so harshly her entire body leaves the sofa.

Rachel winces, her hands immediately clawing at Sofia's but it seems her hold only grows tighter. Sofia digs her nails into Rachel's cheek, sharp enough to draw droplets of blood, "Answer me!"

"N-Nothing." Rachel stutters, trembling in Sofia's hold. She looks so scared of her but another part of her screams that she's used to this. Used to getting mistreated by her older sister.

"Good because if I find out that you let anything slip." She let her threat hang in the air before taking a step back, smoothing her dress, "You didn't do what I told you to do."

"You never do anything right." She sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose, "I told you to lock his door once he was inside, you couldn't even do that properly!" Sofia swipes at Father's desk, a bundle of documents falling flat to the floor.

Rachel flinches, staggering backwards as her hands raise to her face. Sofia scoffs, shaking her head, "I'm not going to hit you, you always bruise so easily. Just wait till we get home, ah that is if Daddy even lets you come back with us."

A dark grin stretches on her plump lips as she circles Rachel like prey, "You did try to murder our cousin after all."

Rachel shakes her head, "I-I didn't-"

"You did." Her hands wrap around her throat, squeezing, "It was you. It was all you."

Rachel heaves for air as Sofia releases her, flicking her blonde hair behind her ears, "It'll be fine, I'll just tell Daddy that you were having one of your manic episodes again. Nobody has to know anything else hmm?" She bends down slightly, towering over Rachel, nothing but terror in her eyes as she stares up at Sofia like she's some kind of predator.