Chiara Romero
A young, sweet little six year old girl that was ripped from the place she had lived in for not only a year, all because of her parent's choices. She had to live with the consequences of her parents choices.
She had to be re-stitched...
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- Chiara Romero -
Watching box after box be carried from our rooms that we had inhibited in our cousins home, while being sick, was actually quiet entertaining. I was glued to Gio's hip on the couch, as he ran a lazy hand through my hair, after he had allowed me to watch my cartoons, instead of his football game, which had been on when I had entered.
I had mentioned to him, that if he didn't want to watch the cartoons, that he didn't have to, and could help the boys move us in next door. I had heard that part of the conversation, before I had fallen asleep on Leo's shoulder, food long forgotten. I had been in and out of sleep since then, only waking to take my medication and some food.
This sickness, was staying around, and I was not happy about it. Angelo and Gio had mainly rotated between who was sitting on the couch with me, which was why Gio was here now, instead of packing his boxes into the car to take over. I was unaware of how big this property and the one we were moving too where, as I thought it was ridiculous to take a car.
That was a new word I had learnt, from the boys, along with a few others that they were not happy with. Leo had been yet to hear said words, and that was how I was keeping it for now. "How are my cuddle bugs?" Al walked in, pressing a big kiss to my forehead, as Gio groaned when Al played with his hair.
I looked between the two, before I was distracted, and lifted up into the arms of someone else. My head spun at this action, and I was quick to put it on the person's shoulder. "How's my sick baby?" Enzo was quick to press a kiss to my forehead, as I just snuggled further into his shoulder. Cuddles from my big brother were my favorite.
"Snuggle bug" was the nickname that most of my brothers had reverted to, particularly now that I was sick. All I wanted to do, was snuggle and cuddle with my brothers. Much to my dismay, Leo had organized us to be moved out this weekend and I was just sick by convenience. I wanted him to be holding me, but Enzo was a compensation I was willing to take.
"Cuddle me, Big Brother!" someone shouted from behind the two of us, and as Enzo turned, I got the sight that was gracing me with chuckles from Enzo. Enzo didn't laugh much, but when he did, I was happy that he was. He needed to laugh more, in my opinion. Same with smiling, as most of my brothers only smiled at me or their girlfriends.
But that wasn't the point. The commotion was Luca standing in the doorway, having just come in from dumping stuff in the car, with his arms wide open, as he looked to Rocco, whom had just come down the stairs. Rocco shook his head, with a smirk on his face, as he had boxes in both hands, looking as though they had my name on it.
I was going to miss sharing a bed with Oscar, but we could have sleepovers all the time, as Leo had called it. Leo and I had actually been getting along recently, even if it had only been a few days since he had come back, he had made a difference. Al looked more relaxed, and was able to spend more time with me, even though I was sick.
