Being thrown away in the garbage in a dark alleyway in London when she was only a baby, she should have died that day... But she didn't.. instead, a man saved her. He brought her in and saved her, fed her, bathed her, raised her and more importantly...
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One thing I have learnt today is that Taylor's parents are really nice. His mother is so loving and caring she gives so much warmth. I wish I had a mother like her. After I ate some food Taylor brought me to a place outside.. it was so peaceful here I could spend hours here. the garden is so beautiful everything about this place is incredible. "are you ok mi pequeña tigresa?" I smiled over to Taylor. "I am ok now." It was true Taylor was able to distract from everything. "were you actually going to do it?" I averted my eyes and stared down to the grass. "I think so," I mumbled feeling a bit ashamed of my actions. He got up and kneeled down in front of giving me a sad look. "I don't want you to do anything like that again." He orders sternly through his strong demeanour. "ok." I whispered softly but the truth was that I wasn't sure if I was going to do it again. Everything right now just seemed so impossible it felt like everything was just worthless. "I know you are probably waiting for me to explain everything but I can't I-." he smiled at me and lifted my chin so I was looking into his memorising green eyes. "you don't need to explain anything right now mi pequeña tigresa, but in the future, it would be nice to know hmm?" he hummed. As much as I hated him before or I thought that I hated him. I can't possibly hate him right now he has done so much for me.
I pulled him into a tight hug, his hugs were so strong and gave me this feeling of protection. It only reminded me of my brothers and Dad. If I had jumped I would've never been able to see them again.
I would have left them.
"Taylor?" I asked in a muffled voice he pulled out of the hug and stared down at me with the same warm smile as always. "yes, mi pequeña tigresa?" I at first hated that nickname but now when I hear it, it only sparks this feeling in me what I can't name. "I need to go home." I was a bit sad that I had to leave. But I needed to go home I needed to sort this out and fight through it.
Because I am a Moretti.
"Ok mi pequeña tigresa let's go." He didn't complain or anything which a part of me expected him too. Instead, he grabbed my hand and led me to his car. I was a bit scared to go home because I wasn't sure how my family would react. Are they looking for me? do they know I left? When we parked the car, I was pulled out of my thoughts and was welcomed to the unthankful arms of anxiety. "let's go." I stared at him like he had grown two heads if any of my brothers see him he's dead. And even worse if my dad sees him. "but they will-." He cut me off by putting a finger to my lips. "don't worry about me, I need to have little chat with them." His words had a sense of coldness, It felt as if the air around me had shifted as the words left him. "ok."
Before we could enter the door was swung open and I was snatched in seconds from Taylors grasp. Louis came and pulled Taylor inside before he threw him to ground pinning him down. "what the fuck are you doing with my sister." Louis snarled. I held Enzo's arm tighter as the man in front of me was no longer my brother.
