Adelina POV:
Shopping wasn't something I got to do often. I didn't typically have money to get anything but my friends, Phoenix and I especially, enjoyed window shopping. On the not so rare occasion that one of us found something we couldn't afford and couldn't dare put down, the item would come with us in a subtle fashion.
Not many people came home yesterday. Domenico and Francesco stayed wherever they went very late, Angelo had studying, Valentino had double detention and I simply didn't see the other two.
I woke up to a very eager Valentino and impassive Valerio sitting at the kitchen table for breakfast. Valentino obviously had something he wanted to share with me so after muttering a quick greeting, I sat and somewhat patiently waiting for him to get on with it.
"We're taking you shopping" he said with an excited smile while Valerio grunted slightly.
"Both of you?" I asked quirking an eyebrow.
"Unfortunately," Valerio drawled out.
Valentino went on to explain how Angelo asked them to since everyone is busy. While he jumped at the chance, it took a little convincing to get Valerio on board. Something about a couple days off a preexisting grounding.
I happily went and am currently happily spending their money. Anything I want is now legally at my finger tips and I recognise that. I'm not one to abuse that power but it's a comforting thought. It confuses why they are so willing to let me use their cash but again, I'm not complaining.
It's fustrating to have no one to consult. Yes, there are two teenage boys following me around but they are doing their own things and not looming over my shoulder. Besides, I wouldn't ask them anyways.
Valerio occasionally spits out a "Are you fucking done yet?" but I just reply "if I was fucking done we wouldn't be here, would we asshole" which seems to amuse Valentino. Valerio, though, would get progressively angrier and I can see him trying to contain it. It's only a matter of time before he breaks.
Then he finally snaps. I'm looking at a shirt, arguing with him over the time I'm taking.
"Listen here you little bitch," he grabs my arm "I don't fucking take disrespect. Our brothers might be pushovers right now because their little princess is back," he says in a mocking voice "but I won't hesitate to make your life a living fucking hell if you don't tone down the attitude. Don't doubt me, it wont be pretty" he growls out.
It would be a lie to say I'm not taken aback, but instead of cowering I let a small smirk make it's way to my lips.
"Are you done now?" I see the smoke coming from his ears as Valentino looks ready to step in.
"I will do whatever the fuck I want, first things first," I continue " you don't get to go around telling me what to do. Step back in line, dickhead. You don't like my tone? Is that what's bothering you?" I tut.
I look into his eyes, the same honey brown orbs as I have. The similiarity catches me off guard.
"I didn't force you to come," I take a step back, not wanting to start something that would finish messily "watch who you should be mad at, 'cause it ain't me." I finish then walk away, noticing his loosening grip.
We both took a step back, I could tell even though none of us admitted it and things go back to whatever normal was beforehand.
We soon find our way to a table to have a rest and put something in our stomachs. I'm once again hesitant to touch the food they've put infront of me feeling myself unable to act without permission. I start wishing Raffaele would have come along, he seems to always give permission even though he probably doesn't know why. I would like to keep it like that.
After a while of the boys inhaling their food and making conversation in between that I would occasionally join in on, Valentino notices my untouched food.
"Why aren't you eating?" he questions loudly.
I don't even stutter for a moment before replying.
"My jaw is tired, chewing feels like a lot of work"
Valentino laughs with a confused look gracing his face and Valerio scoffs with a chuckle rolling his eyes.
"Eat the fucking food" Valerio quickly recovers.
I look down at the food, then back up at him to see his intimidating eyes. I've seen far scarier, so it has no effect on me but do as he says anyways because I want to eat. I don't let that show, however, by rolling my eyes and sighing as if I didn't want to.
While I ate they carried on their converation when it soon flowed to our mutual specialty. "Misbehaving" as adults like to call it but fun as we like to call it. It's our common middle ground, even though I'm sure we'll find other ones, and it's proven to be quite amusing.
"I don't do pranks like Valentino," Valerio says " I'm more of a fuck with me and I'll break your nose person. Pranks get boring."
"They do not!" Valentino exclaims.
Valerio rolls his eyes, which seems like a recurring theme for the both of us.
"Don't be an asshole Valerio," I say "I like pranks, they're fun"
"Thank you!" Valentino exclaims.
"But," I continue "I've been around more people who like to break others faces so I would have to say I just find it funnier. Oh! If you really want to see their eyes go wide, tell them you'll feed them their spleen. That's what my best friend used to do. It's hilarious."
Valentino looks at me as if I've grown two heads and Valerio just stares at me with a smirk.
"Might have to try that one out." he says.
"Wait best friend?" Valentino cuts in.
"Yes, best friend. Are you deaf dipshit?" I start to get defensive.
"No, I-"
"Drop it," I say with a glare and both of them let it go.
We start picking up our things and preparing to leave. I have Valentino carry some bags because he let me dump them on him while Valerio throws them back at my head. Then I push him and it becomes a big mess that Valentino records.
We soon get to the car, where our conversations continue and flows to parties.
"There have been way too many times" Valentino says "that I've walked in on Val fucking a chick. Didn't even bother locking the door" he shivers.
"They're the ones in a rush" Valerio says with the widest smirk yet.
Valentino fakes a gagging noise while I laugh.
"Don't tell me you don't do the same," I say, still laughing.
"I don't" he says.
"Really?" I say, a bit untrusting.
"He doesn't" Valerio confirms.
I look Valentino up and down.
"On second thought, not so surprising."
"Hey!" Valentino yells.
"Kidding!" I say "kinda" I add.
Valerio laughs while Valentino shoots daggers at me.
"You like parties?" Valerio asks.
"I fucking love parties" I say.
We continue talking until I realise we are pulling into the driveway and enlist the help of the two to help carry my things once again. Valerio scoffs and walks away while Valentino offers a small smile and picks up a couple bags.
I put things away and dinner arrives sooner than expected. I go downstairs expecting it to be like yesterday but am shocked to see all of them lined up at the table. My step never falters and my neutral face never slips.
I sit at the only available space, between Angelo and Raffaele and facing the twins. Francesco sits next to Domenico who is sitting at the head of the table. I sit down and stare the food infront of me as conversations begin to form around me.
I do the familiar thing of looking around until Raffaele catches my stare and gives me a subtle nod and I begin. Halfway through Domenico clears his throat, successfully gathering everyone's attention.
"How was shopping, Adelina?"
"Fine" I say, still shoveling food into my mouth.
He stays silent along with the rest of the table waiting for me to elaborate.
"I found everything I needed to" I add.
"You all get along?" he eyes Valerio who puts his hands up.
That's what this is about.
"It was awesome!" Valentino bursts.
Our oldest brother eyes him skeptically along with the rest.
"Was it?" Francesco asks hesitantly.
"She's got a sense of humour that one. Everytime Valerio tried something she gave it right back to him. We have lots in common, but especially her and Valerio. Two peas in a fucking pod I tell you. Way too similar. Scary similar." Valentino continued.
They all look slightly uncomfortable with that fact but also amused.
"Great" I think I hear Angelo mutter.
The dinner continues with Valentino animatedly telling stories about our day. I laugh a bit, here and there but ultimately keep my head down. There was much happening in the room, people talking loudly and flailing their arms.
It's only when Angelo knocks over a glass, shards of glass flying towards me, that all hell breaks loose inside of me.
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