"I need a drink otherwise I don't survive this conversation here." I blurt out and walk to the kitchen, everything to end this awkward silence. With new found entertainment in this hellhole, I walk with my glass full of water back to the scene, only to notice that nothing changed. Nic's still standing.

"What's in your glass!" Georgio screams at me and tries to snatch the glass out of my hand. I'm faster and just duck myself under his arm and walk to the side.

"Vodka yk? Because I'm the same alcoholic like y'all are." I state sarcastically, roll my eyes and sit myself down on the free couch while taking a sip. "Of course not. Just water. Come down from your throne or you'll get grey hair before Stefano gets his first grandchild."

'Ohhs' hall through the room from the younger creatures, the older once don't seem to like my joke - bad that I don't care.

"Watch your mouth, Neliana. Stefano is also your father. Call him that." Alessandro scolds me. I just shrug, don't plan on calling him this before my funeral. Only over my dead body, dude.

Nic sinks himself next to me and takes the glass out of my hand, making me pout. He smirks at me from the side but doesn't make effort to give the damn glass back. God he's so annoying.

"Du er en drittsekk, dette var MITT glass. Gå og skaff deg en, din jævla late rumpa!" (You're such an asshole, this was MY glass. Go and get yourself one, you fucking lazy ass!) I snatch it out of his hand with maybe a bit too much force since it actually bumped on his front teeth.

Oh fudge. My face literally went from chilling to shocking. I just signed my own crave.

He covers his mouth with one hand and leans a bit forward, trying to ease the pain.

"Å, DU DUM LILLE KLOTTET TISE! HVIS JEG FÅR DEG, VÅ GUD!" (OH YOU STUPID LITTLE CLUMSY BITCH! IF I GET YOU, DARE GOD!)

"I-I'M SOR- AHHHH!" He grabs after me but I'm faster and roll myself off the couch, stumble to my feet and run behind one of the other couches. But this beast doesn't make any effort in giving me mercy, in contrary Nic speeds up in my direction.

Shit! Shit! Shit! This asshole is running towards me ... great now I have again a monster on my feet.

"I'VE ALREADY SAID THAT I'M- I'- AHHH SORRY! HVA FAN VIL DU?!" (WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?!)

Shit, he nearly got me.

Be the fuck faster, Li!

Is it strange that I talk to myself? It doesn't matter anymore, people already think I'm on to something. I also could hear chuckles coming from the living room.

"MIN FERDIGE HEVN, DU DARRE!" (MY EARNT REVENGE, YOU FOOL!)

I make some impressing turns, jump over chairs, ignore the scold - attempts but nothing helps to loose this scary ass also named Neliono, my twin brother, from following me.

We are already in big trouble so leaving the scene, doesn't make any chances in getting away easily with all this anymore. What counts now is not to get caught from this animalistic monster behind myself - and I know what I'm talking about. I've already experienced it too much, no need for it now.

So I head to the floor, turn around the counter and- "AHH!"

"AHHHH!"

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