R H A P S O D Y

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{Billie's POV}
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"Just put the stupid scooter in the trunk, Caden! We need to go!" Cadence screamed at him before turning around in her seat again. He let out a huff in between a few muttered curse words. "Don't you think that's what I'm doing?! I'm trying the best I can! And it isn't a scooter, it's a car!" He yelled back.

The two of them entered another screaming match--The sixth one in three minutes. Kit and Reed once again had to break it up.

I pinched the bridge of my nose before huffing and jumping out of the driver's seat of the Jeep, slamming the door shut behind me after I did. I stomped toward the trunk and watched as Cadence got out of the backseat to get closer to Caden and yell at him some more. I grabbed hold of each of their nipples and twisted each of them until they both shouted out in pain.

"Knock it off!" I whisper yelled. "Dahlia's got enough on her mind right now without you two screaming at each other and driving everyone insane. For Dahlia's sake, try to get along during the drive back, okay?"

"Sorry," They both muttered, looking guilty. "It's just that we fight when we're stressed." Caden mumbled.

"Any insults you two have for each other are to be sent to each other via text message, got it?" I raised my brows at them. They both nodded and took their phones out. My phone buzzed in my pocket a few moments later and I sighed as I took it out to check it.

Bitch ass group chat:

Bad bitch I wanna fuck #1: U look like a gigantic toenail

Her twin: fuck you, you look like the definition of disease.

"Not in the group-chat, you idiots!" I hissed.

They both nodded, looking guilty once again and I sighed before telling them to get in the car. I quickly opened my door and climbed in once again. The second I opened the door, I heard Gigi, Kit, and Reed all talking over each other.

"—It was this humongous car crash and the car did, like, twenty thousand flips and then caught on fire and the dude inside still managed to live! Sure, he was braindead, but it was...It was fine..." Kit muttered. "The point is, I'm sure your dad's okay."

"—It can't be that bad, right? If it was that bad, Josephine would've told you over the phone! Your siblings would've called by now! It'd be on the news by now!" Reed smiled encouragingly.

"—There are worse ways to die. Back in Italy, around ten years ago, one man by the name of Angelo Lorenzo Dante Antonelli got murdered in a dark alleyway on his way home from work. He had made many enemies and the final straw was when he stole the wife of a well-known drug lord. Her name was Francesca Eloisa and she was very beautiful. Angelo and Francesca fell in love quickly, but obviously, Francesca was married to the drug lord, Matteo. Anyway, when Matteo found out about the affair, he and ten of his men plotted revenge. They found Angelo in that alleyway and killed him in every way. They stabbed him, strangled him, shot him, threw acid at his face...I'm sorry, I have to stop telling this story. Talking about this makes me miss my home in Italy so much..."

They all stopped talking and stared at him after he paused. He looked around and shrugged after a few moments. "What? I...I promise Italy is a very lovely place! As long as you don't steal the wife of a drug lord."