Luna is a sixteen year old teenager with a past that no sixteen year old should have been through. After years of abuse and violence, Luna finally finds a way to cope after all the trauma she's been through. SURVIVE. That's Lunas goal in life, what...
I started chocking on my juice to the point that Jimena had to hit my back repeatedly and if I may add quite aggressively. I wouldn't doubt if she was enjoying it, I certainly would. From the corner of my eye I saw Atlas smirk- that fucking asshole he's the reason I'm in this mess.
I looked everywhere but papa, I never noticed how appealing the ceiling really is- "Luna is there something on the ceiling I don't know about because you seem very interested in it?" Papa asked sarcastically.
"Well yes papa, I'm curious about the brown spot on the ceiling-" I respond before being interrupted by Paulo's fit of laughter. I narrow my eyes, I detest with every fiber of my being, being interrupted. Paulo's smile seems to fade the moment he sees my expression.
"Elia?" Papa repeats again looking at me, my mom next to him gave me a knowing look. I opened my mouth ready to spill whatever came to mind, "She was with me sir, I asked for her help, my motorcycle has been having some problems lately so I asked her to help me since she seems to know a lot about them." Atlas said to Papa before I could even get a word out.
"With you?" Papa asked arching his left brow, "Yes" Atlas responded looking straight at papas eyes.
"And it required her to get home around 10:00 at night?" Alessandro asked getting involved in the conversation.
"I was busy until later afternoon with family business, and I only had time around 8:30." Atlas responded without a blink of an eye like he wasn't lying to the old and current Italian Mafia don.
"You were with her?" Giovanni asked Atlas although his glare was directed towards me.
"Yes" Atlas turned his gaze towards Giovanni, "Why?" Giovanni asked his knuckles turning white.
Atlas just looked him straight in the eye not saying a word giving Giovanni the opportunity to speak again, "Out of all the people you could have called you had to call my sister?"
"She's right here you know so maybe stop talking like I'm not here and start talking to me." I said directing my words to Giovanni, the moment the words left my mouth the room went silent, "You do not dictate my life, and you certainly don't have the right to tell me who I can go with and who I can't. If you want someone to control go find yourself a girlfriend who will follow your every command!"
"You fucking bitch-" The moment those words leave Giovanni's mouth everyone stands up from their chairs including Gio, he starts heading towards me with a furious look before he gets slapped on this check by my mom so hard his head goes to the side.
"Giovanni Vinci if you every as much as think of saying such words to your sister again or any women for that matter I will personal arrange you a flight to one of those bases your father always talks about where you will be taught how to behave, but make no mistake you will learn either the easy way or the hard way." Mom says with a tone I've never heard her use. "Do you understand?"
"Giovanni." Papa says voice threatening.
"Yes Mom" He replied looking down at the floor when my mom still continued, "Your sister is allowed to see anyone she wants, your opinion will always be appreciated but you do not have the final word-"
Mom's lecture is interrupted by a phone call, who is the idiot that didn't turn off their phone- oh it's mine.
I look down at my phone and see the caller ID Peanut Butter🥜🌭.
Gael. I look up and see that everyone is looking at me, my mom arches a brow in which I return with a guilty smile.
"Answer it" Alessandro says, I certainly don't like the tone of his, "And put it one speaker for me sorella"
I answer the phone call and put it on speaker, I'm greeted with Gaels voice, "Jelly!"
"Peanut butter," I respond everyone is dead silent in the room, "Du bist auf Lautsprecher, jeder hört dich." I warn him in German, a language we both picked up together. "ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏɴ sᴘᴇᴀᴋᴇʀ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ɪs ʜᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ."
"Hello family!" Gael decides to shout rather enthusiastically over the phone, " I sincerely hope you have the fridge restocked to the brim because by the end of my visit it will be nearly empty if not empty already."
"Gael!" Jimena shouted back with a smile and a tone of happiness.
"Flower!" Gael says with the same tone.
"Visit?" Orlando asks with face filled with confusion.
"Oh yeah, I'm right outside you might want to hurry up before on of the guard blows my brain-" I don't hear whatever he has left to say when I'm already running to the front door with what sounds like everyone on my heels. And true to his word the moment I open the front door I'm met with the sight of Gael with his hands raised leaning against him car before he had time to react I throw myself at him and give him one of the most bone crushing hug, Daya and Jimena not long behind. All three of us Hug him, and when we turn around all we see is my whole family watching from the front door.
