Isabella Moretti had been born in Italy with the Moretti's.
Her Biological family.
But one fateful night her Mum sneaks into her room while she's asleep and took her from her Papa and Brothers because at the time her Dad was leader of the Italian Ma...
I was laying there staring at the ceiling for 2 hours with a blank face.
Around 8pm someone knocks on my door.
"come in" I answer.
"Hey it's time for dinner."
"ok"
We walk downstairs and I sit at the table in between Matteo and Angelo with Antonio and the twins on either side of him and Stefano at the head of the table.
We dig in and I feel a gaze on me so I turn and see Antonio looking at me.
"Yes?" I reply with a blank emotionless face and voice void of any emotion. Cold.
He looked shocked but quickly covered it up.
"How's you mom?"
I look at him shocked.
"She might of been shit but she was still your mother. You know she is dead so that very fucking low. You can go fuck yourself." I reply with the same tone as before.
"Ok Stop!" Stefano says.
"Fuck this I'm out."
I get up from the table and walk around.
I stop at a music room.
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I sit at the Piano and I remember the song I was learning and decide to play some Tate Mcrae.
Maybe you don't like talking too much about yourself But you shoulda told me that you were thinkin' 'bout someone else You're drunk at a party or maybe it's just that your car broke down Your phone's been off for a couple months, so you're calling me now.
I know you, you're like this When shit don't go your way you needed me to fix it And like me, I did But I ran out of every reason
Now suddenly you're asking for it back.
Could you tell me, where'd you get the nerve?
Yeah, you could say you miss all that we had But I don't really care how bad it hurts When you broke me first You broke me first.
Took a while, was in denial when I first heard That you moved on quicker than I could've ever, you know that hurt Swear for a while I would stare at my phone just to see your name But now that it's there, I don't really know what to say.
I know you, you're like this When shit don't go your way you needed me to fix it And like me, I did But I ran out of every reason.
Now suddenly you're asking for it back Could you tell me, where'd you get the nerve? Yeah, you could say you miss all that we had But I don't really care how bad it hurts When you broke me first You broke me first.
What did you think would happen? What did you think would happen? I'll never let you have it What did you think would happen?
Now suddenly you're asking for it back Could you tell me, where'd you get the nerve? Yeah, you could say you miss all that we had But I don't really care how bad it hurts When you broke me first You broke me first (You broke me first) You broke me first, ah.
When the song is over I realized that the song fits perfectly for my brothers and I relationship.
I hear a small audible clapping sound.
"That was amazing." Angelo says in a mere whisper.
"Thank you I have been learning some Tate Mcrae so I decided to try it out."
"That's good." He states.
"Can I ask you a question?" He says.
"You just did." I joke.
He laughs but then says "No for real?"
I didn't see the harm in it so I said sure.
"That song was about us right?"
I sigh . "Yes." I reply bluntly.
"Well I'm tired so I will see you tomorrow."
He sighs.
"Yeah I guess."
I leave the music room and change into some PJs.
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I lay down and fall into a not so peaceful slumber.
