Mirabella :
I woke up with a tickling feeling on my nose, I opened my eyes to find the culprit, my twin brother holding a feather to my nose, and me being allergic to feathers, I sneezed on his face.
"AHH... EWWWW, I have snot all over my face now..", screeched mattio as he tried to wipe his face with his shirt sleeve.
And me being me, I started laughing, and instantly regretted it, because of the unbearable pain that rang through my slashed back and bruised ribs.
I hissed right after I tried getting up.
"Hey, you okay?", asked matt with concern evident in his eyes, as he came to sit by my side.
"Yeah, j-just a slight headache", I lied.
"Okay, let's go down for breakfast", he offered after getting out of his trance.
"Umm, matt, can I borrow some clothes", I thought of asking since I feel filthy in mine, and I had to change.
"Yeah, sure, hold on"
He went out if my room, and I got up trying not to hiss because of the pain.
I went to the bathroom and did my business.
I got out, right after mattio came with a pair of grey sweatpants and a blue greenish long sleeved shirt, and I was grateful for this not so warm weather, because I won't have to wear short sleeves, if I did, my bruises and cuts will be on full display.
Matt waited as I changed in my bathroom, not bothering to spare a glance at my empty closet.
We went down the big flight of stairs, with me trying not to focus on the throbbing pain that's bothering my ankle, probably from yesterday's fall, I guess i didn't feel it yesterday because of this whole situation.
But there's no denying that I feel awful, it feels like I've been run by a truck. TWICE.
We made it to the first floor, and I was sniffing the beautiful aroma af morning pancakes.
You see I know what pancakes are but never had any taste of them.
But I do know they're delicious because I heard some classmates talk about them.
We went on our left side, towards the kitchen, we got inside to see all my brothers and dad there, and also nana Isa.
"Good morning, amore, how was your night?", my dad was the first to acknowledge us, which made all pair of eyes turned our way.
My dad kissed my forehead.
"It was good", I mumbled.
"Good morning bella"
"Morning, sorellina"
"Good morning"
I heard a chorus of greetings from my brothers, excluding enzo, who didn't even spare me a glance.
"Good morning", I mumbled, slightly blushing and focusing my eyes on my feet.
I heard a series of 'aww's and 'how cuute' from around the kitchen.
"Attention seeker",scoffed enzo under his breath, and no seemed to hear but me, I payed it no attention.
I sat between Luca on my right and matt on my left, with dad at the head of the table beside Luca, and on his other side, sat Gianni, then enzo, then leo.
Which means I'm opposite enzo. My favorite brother of all. Note the sarcasm.
After a few minutes of awkward silence.
"Okay, let's eat", interrupted dad, basically no one, as nana brought the food.
I mumbled a small thank you to her, before I focused on the meal in front of me.
A load amount of pancakes on my plate, with a few strawberry syrup on top, and I just stared at it, while everyone dig in their plates, not knowing how to tell them that I'm allergic to anything containing strawberries.
So I just kept looking at it, wondering if they'll be mad if I told them, or spoke without permission, and punish me like will used to.
My brother Gianni seemed to notice my frozen and scared state.
"Bella, who aren't you eating?", with that question directed to me by my eldest brother, the rest of them let their eyes wonder from my plate and back to me.
And I didn't even know what to say, so I kept my head down, as I fiddled with my twin's way too large sleeves on me.
"I'm allergic to strawberries", I stated, my voice barely a whisper.
And after moments of silence, I wasn't sure if they heard me, because they said absolutely nothing, so I took the risk and looked at them.
And they defenetly heard me because my plate was replaced with another one, this one with chocolate syrup on top.
I have no idea how I didn't see them replace it.
I looked at my dad and brothers expecting them to yell or insult me and make fun of me, but no they just stared at me with a look of.... regret?
Why are they looking at me like that.
"I'm sorry bambina, we should have asked you if you had any allergies", said my dad.
And I looked at him, as if he has grown two heads, getting out of my trance, I whispered an it's okay, and started eating.
I picked my fork, and I didn't know if I should wat or not, I mean I'm not used to eating, so I hope I don't end up throwing up after this meal, and it's not all that, I don't think I want to eat, I did gain some wait lately, because i ate a bit at the station, and I noticed my cheeks getting a bit chubbier.
Someone stopped my train of thoughts by by clearing their throat, I looked up to see them all still looking at me, I looked at my left side, expecting someone to tell me what they need.
"Eat up twinny", said matt beside me.
"I'm not really hungry", I responded still looking at my family.
They stared at me for a moment looking for some lie in my eyes.
"But you didn't eat anything yesterday", stated dad.
"I did, at the station, they gave me some ...... snacks".
"Eat a little bit", said luca.
I nodded, as I brought the fork and cut the pancakes with a knife, and I nearly moaned of the delicious taste, they really are good.
"These are really good", I found myself saying out loud.
Some of them chuckled while enzo said "they're just pancakes"
"Yeah, my first pancakes for that matter", I mumbled, but of course they heard again.
They stared at me, waiting for me to say it's a joke while I just kept eating small bites.
"These are your first pancakes?", asked leo.
"Umm, yeahh...".
"Why would you never eat pancakes?", he asked again.
I shrugged, still eating, not bothering to answer.
They seemed to loosen up a bit, and went back to eating, no words were exchanged as we dig in our plates.
After eating what felt like a hundred meal, while in fact i only ate half of the food on my plate, I stopped because if I don't I will explode.
So i stared at my brothers eating like pigs. I sighed. Boys.
Luca, yet again noticed me stoping.
God how do they keep doing that.
"Why did you stop eating?", he asked.
"I'm full", I responded.
My brothers didn't seem pleased by that answer, and I was scared for a moment.
"You barely finished your plate, are you on some diet or something?", asked enzo with an annoyed expression.
"Uhh...no, I'm just full",I said getting a bit irritated.
What the hell is his problem.
"Just a few more bites love, a bit more", said my twin.
I sighed knowing I won't win this argument, and picked up my cutlery to eat, right after my 4th fork, I felt sick, so without sparing anyone a glance, I ran looking for the nearest bathroom, which was right down the stairs close to the kitchen.
I got in, and pucked my gut out.
I felt myself shaking and tears falling down my cheeks, and someone crouching next to me holding my way too long hair back.
Ad I finished, I felt like crying, so that's what I did.
I cried while clutching on the toilet seat, and felt someone pulling me into a broad chest, I looked up to see my dad, holding me with dear life, and concern in his eyes.
"Shhhh.....it's okay, you're okay", he whispered as I kept shaking and held onto his huge arm for support, and cried, for a reason I don't even know, I cried.
I am just tired.
After what felt like a few minutes, I calmed down, and couldn't even stand up, so my dad scooped me in his arms, and up the stairs, I saw the faces of my brothers, their concerned and scared eyes.
My sad put me down on my bed after he took me to the bathroom to wash my face, and he held me all the way, as if I wasn't heavy at all.
"I'm sorry if I'm heavy", I whispered to no one in particular as he put me down on my bed.
"Ow honey you're not heavy at all, I'm sorry I shouldn't have made you eat, are you okay now?", he asked.
I nodded not trusting my voice.
He kissed my forehead and tried to get up to leave, but I held his hand stopping him.
"Dad?", I whispered.
And he instantly turned his head around, and I am worried that he broke his neck of the speed.
"What did you just say?", he asked.
And I looked at him dumbfounded, and I realized I just called him dad for the first time.
My eyes went wide in realization of what I just did.
"I'm s-sorry, I didn't mean to insult you , I just__", he cut off my ranting by chuckling.
"Oh bambina, you can't believe how happy I am right now", he said as he leaned it to kiss my head.
"I love you so so much my baby girl, don't ever apologize for anything".he continued.
"Okay....", I smiled at what he said.
And as he was about to leave again.
I stopped him "dad? Can you....can you stay with me?".
He turned around with a smile on his face.
" yes, of course".
I scooted to the left so he can lay down with me. As he did I found myslef approaching him, and he pulled me to his chest, I was in pain right now, but I didn't care, because I felt safe in my fathers arms.
"Get some rest, love".
Is the last thing I heard before letting darkness take over, and I felt for the first time in a while happy, I am happy and safe in my papa's arms.
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Why does lorenzo treat her differently.
And will they ever find out about her past.
What will happen next.
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