Little Bambina

Eleven

Allison

There are no words to describe how I'm feeling right now. Maybe 'guilty' or 'ashamed'. Or even 'busted'.
I don't even know how to explain myself to Carlos and the look on his face is breaking me. He's so hurt. I don't even know what to do. I don't know what to say.

"Ciao, fratello." Luca says casually. (Hello, brother.)
Oh shit I'm still straddling him. I quickly jump off of him and walk to Carlos.

"Carlos, I—I..." Fuck, I don't know what to say.
"Allison...how—fuck!" He says frustratedly then rakes his hand through his hair. He looks at me broken. Eyes teary. God, what have I done. And he called me by my name. We may not have known each other for a long time but he never called me by my government name, it has always been Beauty. I have fucked up really badly.

"No, please. It's Beauty, right? You call me Beauty." I say taking a step towards him then touching his face gently.

"Don't touch me!" He slaps my hand away and I wince from the impact.
Next thing I see is him being strangled by an angry Luca against the wall.
"If you ever put your hands on her I will kill you with my bare hands." Luca says to Carlos. That's very rich coming from someone who keeps putting their hand around my neck.

"Luca, please don't!"
"No." He says to me. Here we go again with the no word.
"Luca, please. You're hurting him. You're gonna kill him."

Carlos's face is turning red and his struggling to remove the tight grip his brother has around his neck.
"Luca!" I yell at him but he doesn't let go.

"¿Qué coño esta pasando aquí?" I hear my papá and I run to him hugging him.
(What the fuck is going on here?)
"Papá, por favor, stop them." I cry out. He removes my arms from him.

"Luca, let go of your brother." Papá says to Luca.
"No." Luca replies back.
"I'll give what you want." Papá sighs.
At last Luca lets go of Carlos and Carlos starts coughing.

"Oh come on, fratello, it was just a little squeeze."
Little squeeze my ass, his poor face is red and he looks like he'll need to take in deep breaths for a while. Luca looks and my papá and walks up to him. There's a slight difference in their height with Luca being the taller one.

"I don't need your permission to have her and you know it. You gave her to Carlos when she belongs to me."

What in the actual fuck is going on here? Are they talking about me?

Of course they're talking about you, bitch.

So I belong to Luca and papá gave me away to Carlos.
Oh my god, is that why Luca said that we're getting married? Like, I was getting married to him first but papá now wants me to marry Carlos?
I feel like a pawn in all of this just being moved from one man to the other. In my case, from one brother to the other. And I've let them both finger fuck me. Gosh, I'm such a slut.

You know you like it.

Ugh, just shut up.

Papá's face is stone cold and his left eye is twitching which is an indication that he's beyond mad.

"Let's take this to my office."
They all make their way out of my room with Carlos not even glancing my way. Sigh. I follow them. This is about me after all so I have the right to know, right?
They all enter into papá's office just as he is about to close the door I rush in.
"Allison, vete a tu cuarto!" He snaps at me. (Allison, go to your room!)
"No." I say stubbornly stomping my foot.
"Ramírez, she stays." Luca orders. I look at him and he winks at me making me blush. I look at Carlos to find him glaring at me so I look away.