The Missing Princess

18: Eat

After Enzo went to his bedroom shortly after reading me a bedtime story and tucking me in, I sneaked out of bed and took it upon myself to cook a yummy dinner for him, with help from Kiri after he found me in the kitchen. Kiri promised not to tell Enzo and let me go to Nicco's bedroom to give him the dinner we cooked. Now I'm here. And I'm not going to leave until Nicco opens the door. It doesn't matter if he yells, gets mad, and be mean at me again. I just need him to eat.

I knocked again with my free hand.

"P-please open t-the door, N-Nicco."

And seconds later, he finally did.

***

-Niccolo Di Luca-

"No, non te lo permetterò! You're mine, Nicco!" (No! I won't let you!) Bianca screamed out in my phone's speaker in her extremely high-pitched voice, making me instantly pull my phone out of my ear before she could bust my eardrums.

I swear to God, this girl is a fucking banshee.

"We're over, Bianca; the sooner you accept it, the sooner you can fucking move on. Be glad, I still have the decency to call and tell you that instead of ghosting you." I rolled my eyes while softly scratching the itch in my injured left arm that's being held by an arm sling. I winced a little.

This is going to take a fucking month to heal. Fucking Enzo.

"You can't do this to me!"

"And who said that I can't? I'm a Di Luca; I can do whatever the fuck I want!" I yelled back.

"Sei uno stronzo, Niccolo Di Luca! Go to hell!" (You're an asshole, Niccolo!) And she hung up.

I'm already there.

It was fun while it lasted with Bianca. One year together, but it didn't matter to me anymore. Bianca didn't really matter to me as much as she thought. She's just beautiful, sexy, fun, and a good fuck. But I needed her gone now. And it's not just Bianca. Before calling her, I left my group of friends' group chat as well as my football team's group chat, and then I blocked all of my friends and teammates. I needed them all fucking gone.

Enzo was really true to his words; he really made sure that he properly punished me. Not only did he ground me for God knows how long, he finally stopped fighting my case with the principal anymore and agreed with her decision to make me stop school. They didn't expel me, I would still be going there. But because of my poor grades and extremely poor behaviour in school, I'm going to have to repeat 11th grade in the next term after the summer.

It's fucking official; I'm absolutely all alone now. I'm just trapped here in this place that I was supposed to call home with people I can barely call my family anymore.

But Gio's reaction shocked me when he found out about Enzo's decision and how he broke my arm. He surprisingly got mad and yelled at our eldest brother. Although Gio was still not speaking to me, I did appreciate his reaction and for somehow defending me from Enzo. I'm happy to know that he still gives a damn about me.

I didn't know about my second older brother, as I hadn't seen him since we had that awkward family dinner, but that is just what is expected of Sandro already. If I have to guess, he's either fucking people or killing them.

Our cousin, Kirill, was also upset with what Enzo did and tried to talk to me, but I just wasn't in the mood.

KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.

"N-Nicco?"

"I-Izzy... N-No, Izzy m-meant to say I... I-Iz... I."

Oh, great. Here goes my blabbing, stupid, stuttering sister.