𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 | ✓

𝐗𝐗𝐈𝐈

~I don't need no arms around me~

Pink Floyd

It had passed one day and now we were in the car, driving home. I was in the car with Cole, Chris, and Alex, and while Enzo, Noah, Dylan, and Aiden were on another one. To be honest I was glad I was with them. I was in no mood for the strictness Noah and Dylan would give me, and I completely understand that Aiden and Enzo wanted to be together.

Noah's words were ringing in my mind. "We have to make sure she will not learn the truth" Why not? What will happen if I know? Will I be in danger? Will they be mad? What the hell is the truth?!

The idea of going to the third floor crossed my mind for a couple of seconds. It was the only way to learn what is happening. However, it vanished as soon as it came. I wanted to go up there like crazy but at the same time, I did not. I would disobey the rule my brother gave me and I of course did not want to disappoint him.

'I think I need to start talking to Noah again after all...'

My thoughts were interrupted by a familiar song from the radio tho.

Living a life of misery

Always there, just underneath

Haunting me, quietly alone

It's killing me, killing me

Dead and gone, what's done is done

You were all I had become

I'm letting go of what I once believed

So goodbye agony

I closed my eyes and leaned back on my seat, enjoying the calming *cough* for me *cough* melody and the amazing voice of the one and only Andy Black. (a/n if you do not know who Andy Black is, then idk what you are doing in your life. Jk XD. Check him out).

My brothers were driving silent but I could sense glances on me as I was softly singing the song and I was truly fighting the grin which was forming on my lips. Everyone knew I do not have the most melodious voice in the world and they are always afraid of the moment when that I will open my mouth to sing.

"Hm, I think I prefer you playing the guitar than singing, to be hones" Cole said, looking at me through the rearview mirror, making everyone, including himself, smirk.

"Ha. Ha. Ha. Truly funny, thanks" I playfully rolled my eyes and smacked his shoulder, even though, he felt nothing.

I was ready to smack him again when a single poke on my side stopped me, making me collapse on my seat and shot my arms on my torso. I looked to my right to see Alex smirking. "We do not hit, except if you want to face the consequences" he wiggled his fingers towards me, threatening me for another tickle torture. I shook my head furiously and backed away more.

"Say sorry for smacking him"

I wanted to roll my eyes again, but I obviously did not want to face the 'consequences' as my dear brother said, so I put on a sweet, innocent smile and apologized. "I am sorry for smacking you Cole"

I love that side of my brothers. The fluff and playful one. They were not so intimidating and scary. Okay, while we are home, they are so cute and softballs, but when we are in school, they are turning into something else. Players and bad boys. Cole, my cuddle buddy, the soft boy with the glasses becomes 'the oldest Agostino' as people are calling him, who is surrounded by girls. Alex, the goofball, the one who is making me laugh to tears, is becoming the bad boy, who is cold and strict to everyone, except his friends. And Dylan... Well, Dylan is the same here and there. Always cold and scary. The kids say that he is getting involved in some of the most serious fights in school. I want to believe they are rumors too, but from what I can see, they cannot be.