The Seven Deadly Brothers

Chapter 13

A/N: Here's Chp. 13!

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Elora's POV:

I start to walk up to Enzo's office, but Val picks me up, before I can go far.

"Um what are you doing?" I ask him, while trying to get out of his hold.

"You're injured." He responds to me. "Don't fight me Elora." He commands when he sees me trying to stand.

I just sigh and roll my eyes while Val carries me bridal style. "It doesn't even hurt." I mumble. He carries me all the way up the steps and into Enzo's office. He sets me down on a long black couch and the rest of my brothers come in behind him. I watch as Enzo sits on his chair and Ric stands to his side. The twins come and sit on either side of me, and Dom leans against the wall. Val comes back into the room holding what looks like a first aid kit.

It's literally just a scratch, why are they doing this? Val walks over to me and kneels in front of me. "I can do it." I say confidently, while grabbing the first aid kit out of his hand. He gives me a harsh look and takes the kit back. "I'm not a child I can do it myself." I say, annoyed, while reaching out to grab it back. Before I can get it, Marcello grabs my hands, puts them together and brings them to his lap.

"Enough." Enzo's voice booms. Everyone's attention turns to him. "Elora, you will let your brother fix your cut. Which we'll talk about in a second. But first, I need you to describe this person that was following you." He commands me.

I just look at him blankly. He's really gonna play stupid, isn't he?

"You have a bodyguard Elora." He says, as if it was nothing.

"What? Why the fuck do I have a bodyguard?" I practically yell at him.

"Lower your voice and watch your language, Elora." Enzo says in a warning tone. "You have a bodyguard for your safety. He's supposed to start on Monday, so I have no idea who you saw following you today. " He pauses to let that settle in.

"But why wouldn't it be safe without one? And if you didn't send the guy who was following me, then who are they." I question, still processing everything that I've been told.

"Elora, your brothers and I have a very important job. We are very powerful. Because of that, we have many enemies. These enemies would go to great lengths to try and hurt us. Because you are the youngest and most innocent, you would be a very easy target for them." He says, in a very calm voice. "That being said, it's very important that you can tell us everything you can remember about this person."

I start to describe the man from the car. I can't remember too much, but I have the basics down. It would be impossible for them to find this guy, there must be thousands of people just in California that fit the description I gave them.

While I'm doing this, Val cleans my cut and wraps it in a bandage. "Thank you." I murmur to him, when he finishes.

"Of course, Sorella," He says back, in a nicer voice than I was expecting.

"Okay, thank you for telling us this Elora." Enzo starts. "In the future, if you notice someone following you that you don't recognize, or are in a situal that doesn't feel right; I need you to come straight home or contact one of your brothers. Is that clear Elora? I don't want to have to run into any problems about this." He says, in his signature Enzo voice.

"Yeah." I say back to him.

"Good. Now, I expect to never see that skateboard in my sight again." He says sternly.

"What? That's not fair. I barely even scratched myself." I say back at him, my voice louder than before.

"I don't care how badly you hurt yourself, Elora. You won't be using it again. So either you can get rid of it, or I will do it myself." He says in an even more intimidating voice than before.

"Fine." I say quietly, while sighing. "Can I go now?" I ask, trying to hide how annoyed I am.

Before I can stand up to leave, someone barges through the door. "I just got a call from Jake, they're hacking into the cameras of every store in town to find him." A man, probably in his early 20s tells my brothers. He's dressed like Ric and Enzo and would look pretty intimidating, if he wasn't smiling.

My brothers all just give him a look. I can tell that I wasn't supposed to hear that based on how my brothers are reacting.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is something wro- oh!" He says, but does a double take when he sees me. "Shit, Elora's here? I'm sorry. You didn't hear any of that. Oh my gosh, can I talk to her? Did you already tell her about me?" He says all at once.

He was talking so fast, I'm still trying to comprehend all that he was saying. My brothers just roll their eyes at him and look at me. Why are they all looking at me? Should I say something?

"Hi Elora! I'm Callisto, but you can call me Cal. I'm your brother's friend, and I work with them too. It's so nice to finally meet you!" He says before I can say anything. So he works with them? I wonder if he's a spy too.

"It's nice to meet you too." I say

"Elora, please return to your room now. And remember what I said." Enzo cuts in.

I nod and leave his office. I go down the stairs, and to my room. I see my skateboard on my windowsill and go to pick it up. Will they really notice if I keep it in my room? I decided to put it in the very back of my closet, underneath some of my clothes. They'd never know, right?

I go to take a shower and think about all that has happened so far today. I mean, today has been pretty eventful. First, I discover some weird shit about my brothers, then I go shopping with them, next I find out someone was stalking, and finally I met my brother's friend. Seems like quite a day if you ask me. 

I hop out of the shower and suddenly feel the urge to cook something. I walk down to the kitchen, which is empty, and start cooking something. Cooking is calming for me, I can forget about anything going on in my life, and just pour my heart into my food.

I decided to make homemade pasta and focaccia bread. I've made this so many times, that I don't even need to look at a recipe. Whenever I cook, I pretty much block out everything else, which is why I don't hear my brothers coming into the kitchen.

"What are you doing?" I snap my head up when Marcello says this.

"Just cooking." I say with a shrug.

My brothers all seem very fascinated by this, and sit in the chairs of the kitchen island.

"What are you doing." I ask them confused about why they sat down.

"We're watching you cook." Domenic responds. Um, okay. That's a bit creepy but whatever. I just shrug my shoulders again and continue. 

I notice that Enzo is on his phone, not even paying attention. I just roll my eyes at him and keep cooking.

A little while later, I finished cooking and served it onto 7 plates, just then noticing that Callisto joined us. One by one, they try it and all exclaim how much they liked it.

"Wow, this is so good!"

"How come you never told us you could cook like this."

These were just a few of the things that my brothers said. I make myself a plate and try it. It's not bad. We ate in silence, which was pretty awkward. After dinner, I head back upstairs and change into my pajamas and get all ready for bed. I take one of my pills and quickly drift off to sleep, with a smile on my face.

Little did I know what would happen over the next few days...

A/N: And that was chapter 13!

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Lillith

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