Angelina and Rosalia Armani are two girls who live with their wealthy father Leo and his girlfriend Scarlett.
Their father, an owner of a company worth more than a number you can count to, travels a lot. Scarlett has become somewhat of a mother fig...
"Well....you...y-you just do what you've got to do." Scarlett says, shakily. Rosalia jerks her head back from Scarlett's chest.
"YOU AREN'T SUPPOSED TO SUPPORT THIS!" She says, crying still. She lets go of Scarlett and runs down the hallway toward her room.
"I'll go talk to her. There is no doubt she's going to tell Angelina. I'll talk to them both." Scarlett pushes past me without even looking at me. I can sense she's upset to.
"BUT HE JUST GOT BACK FROM FUCKING NEW YORK!" Angelina screams.
"Angelina Florence Marcheline Armani! Do not say the F word!" I snap at her.
"Whatever." She crosses her arms and turns to face the wall. I climb the loft steps to where Rosalia is sitting with her legs hanging over the edge of the loft.
(here is a visualization of the room. just imagine that instead of a living room/library sort of thing, its like two beds and then upstairs is like entertainment and such)
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"Rose...." She turns away from me as soon as I come close to her. "Angel..." I say, looking down at Angelina. I can see that tears have started to form in her eyes but she never lets them fall. I've only seen her cry one time and I think they were tears of joy.
"You are supposed to stop him and tell him not to go." Rosalia mutters.
"I-......I'll try." I say. I walk back down the loft steps and out of the room towards Leo and I's room.
"Leo....please...the girls are heartbroken...I am heartbroken...please stay..." I say.
"I really can't. I have to go! It's literally an emergency! If it was a small matter I would not even think about going but this is more than a small matter!" He says, turning to look at me. I start to well up with tears again as I walk towards him. He opens his arms. He embraces me as I cry.
"Leo...please..." I ask once more. "I love you." I whisper.
"I love you too. But baby, I have to go." He says. "I'm not leaving until tomorrow morning." He adds.
"So I get you tonight, huh?" I smile.
"Yes. All night long Miss Scarlett." He says, lowering his head to kiss me.
"I can't believe he's leaving again." I say aloud.
"I know." Rosalia agrees.
I think it might be time I let her in on my secret.
"Rosie......" I say.
"Yeah?" She looks at me with her red and puffy eyes.
"I have to...I have to tell you something." I say to her. She looks at me for another moment and then walks toward my bed.
"Yeeeeesss...?" She asks, sitting down on my bed.
"Okay. Before I show you, I am going to explain." I say. She looks at me, puzzled. "So..our mother, Nicolette, or so we thought, died when we were infants. But...what I found out was....she didn't. And our mother isn't even named Nicoletta. Daddy lied to us." I say. She doubtfully stares at me.
"I think you are either high or full of shit." She smiles.
"I have proof." I say with a straight face.
"Show me then."
I pull the folder out from under my pillow and hand it to her. She looks at me and then at the folder. She opens it reluctantly and first grabs the envelope. She takes the letter out and reads it. I watch her expression change as she gets to the bottom of the letter.
"What. The. Hell." She says, not looking up from the letter. She grabs another piece of paper out of the folder. The birth certificates.
"Father : Unknown. Mother........." Her eyes get wide and she jumps up and rushes over to my bookshelf. She grabs a book but I can't see which one because she's flipping the pages too fast.
She stops on a page and looks at me and then back at the book.
"Rosalia...what?" I say. She gets up and walks slowly towards me. She gets closer and I see the book she is holding.
(OMG I LOVE THIS BOOK AND I READ IT LIKE EVERY DAY)
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She sits down and hands me the book. Its open to a page with a chapter titled "The Germ".
"S-Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta..." Rosalia says. "That...that's Lady Gaga...and...that's the name of our mother...." She starts to breathe heavily. Rosalia has anxiety and I should've thought about that before I just threw this all on her.
"W-we have to t-talk to d-dad about this..." She says in between breaths.
"NO! Not yet! We can't!" I say to her, putting my arm around her. I pick up her birth certificate and I scan it. My eyes stop on her birth date. "Rosalia....." I say. "When's your birthday...?" I ask her.
"February 24th." She says.
"No...the year." I answer.
"2003." She answers.
"Rosalia....." I say again.
"Huh?" She looks up as I hold the paper in front of her eyes.
