I will tried to upload more constant but we all know school can be tiring. Hope y'all like this chapter.
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Isabella POV
"You dumb whore, why do you have to do everything wrong. Isn't there one think you can do right.", John says, slamming my head into the wall.
I feel a hot thick liquid on my head, I know it's blood. He must have slammed my head harder than I thought. My body drops to the floor but I don't pass out just yet. He drags his foot back, trying to add strength into that kick.
His foot makes contact my stomach, I try to remember why Mars is not here... oh wait he's at Alex house dropping some paperwork of the warehouse where our weapons are being transported.
"John, John, where are you?", I hear Laura, shouts.
"I'm in the basement.", he responses back.
He walks to the table where all the tools are, he picks up a knife, he's walking up to me. No, this already happened, I have to wake up, his eyes are darkening, I have to wake up, his smile is becoming more wicked, I have to wake, this is a dream, this already, they dead, they dead, this isn't real, I'm in a dream. I have to wake up. He lifts his hand getting ready to slab. I have to wake up. I HAVE TO WAKE UP, I NEED TO WAKE, SOMEONE HELP ME, I HAVE TO WAKE UP. The knife getting closer. It's one inch away. I HAVE TO WA-
My eyes snap open, I gasp for air, my body covered in sweat. I breathe in and out onto I remember they're gone, they are dead. No one knows, no one has to know. I'm okay, I'm okay, I'm fine. I breathe in and out through my nose.
I get out of bed, get clean clothes, and into the shower. I put the water cold, turning the handle to it can't go no more. John and Laura always made us take cold showers, so the cold doesn't bother me. Ugh I just remembered I have school tomorrow, why does school even existed?
Just to make people live miserable. People like you, who aren't worthy of anything but misery. Misery is you can have.
I snap out of my thoughts and turn off the water, and change into an oversized shirt and baggy jeans. After I change I take two pills for the pain. I have to tell Mars about the pain but not right now. I'm to lazy to cover the tattoos but then what if they start asking how I got them and I just don't feel like telling them. I'm debating whether to cover the tattoos or not. I'll text Mars to see if he's gonna cover his.
Isabella's Outfit
Mars
Me: R u gonna cover ur tattoos?
Mars: Nah, porque?
Me: Solo pregunto
Well that solves the problem. I don't feel like doing my hair either so it stays down and I'll take a hair tie if it gets annoying. I hate dealing with hair. I take my phone and leave room and I see Mars outfit for the day. It's just like mine, a simple t-shirt and baggy jeans. What can we say, we love our baggy clothes.
Marcello's Outfit
We both head downstairs and see that there is only two seats available, I sit next to Lorenzo and with Mars next and Xavier in front of me.
(A/N- I made this but the idea came from someone else, and I think this is easier for the reader to understand where they are sitting at.)
The Sofia serve us our food, and when she gives me my plate I make sure to say thank you. I know how hard it is to make food. Sofia made pancakes and added fruit on top. Just how I like my pancakes, well before the abuse started. I manage to eat one and a half before I get full. I push my plate back and see Xavier glare at me. I don't care how much he glares I'm not going to eat more.
"Why aren't you eating, bambina?", ask Toby, worried.
"Care I'm already full.", i response.
"But ate a little bit.", I say. "It's not my fault that I surround by a bunch of big foots."
From the corner of my eye I see Enzo trying to hide his smile. Mar's eat more than I do which is good. He has to be healthy.
"Is that a tattoo, on your wrist Marcello?", asks Tobias, narrowing his eyes on his wrist.
"Yeah, so?", he says.
"Have do you have a tattoo?", says Liam, surprised
"How?, asked Xander, his eyes full with curiosity
"We just pay someone to do it for us.", I answer.
"It's illegal", says Enzo, coldly.
"Yeah, I know, so?", I say.
It's not like I'm telling you that being in the mafia is illegal.
"Did Laura know? About the tattoos?", he asks.
"Yup", I say too fast. Maybe I should add more information. "She's the one who took us to get it.", I lied. It was actually it was Alex, who took us.
"As long as you had an adult with you. Can I see your tattoos Bella?", he says.
I show him my butterfly in my right wrist, the flower on my right arm, and the infinite sign with the sun and moon in my left wrist.
"You don't have any matching tattoos with Marcus?", he says. "Xavier and Xander have a matching tattoo?"
We're too young for tattoos but not them.
"No... I... um have matching tattoos with someone else", I respond, almost whispering the last part.
"Cool, who?", says Xander.
"An old friend.", I say, my heart aching.
They finally drop the topic and continue to eat. I look at the butterfly tattoo, just looking at it reminds me of him.
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(Beginning of flashback)
"-ey, butterfly, what's wrong?", he ask, playfully pouting his lips. Butterfly that's what he would call me.
"Nothing, just thinking.", I smile.
"About me?", he ask. "I know how much you love to see this pretty face."
"Shut up", I laugh.
"Then what were you thinking about?", he says seriously.
"About life in general. How we made it this far. How we have all this. I just thi-"
"You deserve this, you pull yourself out of the gutters, you did that. Sure Alex might have given you food, but you put the effort. You used you intelligence to make all of this, so don't you dare say you don't deserve. You deserve this and much more.", he says, cupping my face.
"If you say so."
"It's a fact, you can ask anyone."
I look at the butterfly on his wrist the one we got together. I drag my finger to the drawing, tracing the lines.
"Now how about some cookies N'cream ice cream", he says holding my hands.
(End of flashback)
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"What do you think bella?" I hear someone ask.
"Yeah, totally.", I say not knowing what I just agreed to.
"Scisne etiam quid tibi modo convenerit?", he ask in latin. (Translation: Do you even know what you agreed to?)
"No"
"Eum magna fratrem modo conventio voco.", he says, trying to suppress a laugh. (Translation: You just agree to call him big brother.)
"WHAT!?", I shout
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