Can we save ourselves from the bitter feelings? bet not. The life cycle is overall the very same. Put a fake smile and live as if nothing matters.It doesn't matter because the brain is already declared as dead inside.The siblings were cackling and listening to the songs that played on the aux. Enrico was on the drivers seat, whilst Savio on the passenger. Sienna sat in the middle of the back seat, Seraphina on one side and Vito on the other.She gazed at the scenery that went by but her ears were somewhat listening to the people who had long forgotten her.The aching within her chest had gone dull but the itching didn't. She had too cover up the patches of red and purple with the concealer she stole from her mothers drawer.Constantly scratching her arm, she fought the will to scream out in pain. Her breathing was calm however the taste of the bile still lingered on her tongue.‘They don't care.’ The voice darkly chuckled, to which she inwardly snorted.She knew it well that she mea
“We’re back.” Sienna yelled as she threw herself on the couch in exhaustion.“Oh oh. What did you get? Where is my share?” Raffaello emerged from the kitchen with a bucket of icecream tucked under his armpit.“Dude, do I even know you?” Shrugging, she gave him a small grin.“Young lady, you exactly know who I am otherwise why would you live in a strangers house?” He mocked back, taking a seat next too her, making her giggle in response. “Give this too me.” Savio ripped away the creamy coldness, earning a loud groan from him in return. “Sav. Icecream cannot be taken as a joke. So give it back to me.”“No can do. Get more from the freezer.” He flipped him off, plopping himself opposite to Sienna. “Rude hoe.” Raffaello mumbled.“Done with the shopping?” Agostino appeared before them with his phone latched to his ear. “Yep.” Sienna replied. He nodded and sat on his specific spot.“Did you get Seraphina everything she needed?” Alfonso asked, a folded paper in his fist.The chatter abruptly
The next day, she arrived at the breakfast table before anyone could, but Agostino sat with the same coffee mug in his hand.“Morning.” She whispered to which he tilted his head up and nodded in return.Taking a seat infront of him, Seraphina folded her hands on her lap. “Good morning.” Alfonso erupted from the kitchen with a small smile on his face. Taking a seat opposite to her, he asked, “Ready for tomorrow?”Arching an eyebrow, she leaned back, confused.“I meant it’s your first day of school tomorrow, aren't you excited?”She gave him a shrug. “Don't know.”Eying her sleepy face, he didn't ask anymore.Alfonso was someone who loved his siblings more than anything. He could even take a bullet for them, if needed. Even when he was just a teenager, he cared and pampered his brothers until the little girls came along. The girls were the sunshine in their life. Their screechy laughs and vigorous babbling lit up the dark house. The two of them had their favorites, like Sienna was alway
Hiding in the moonlight. It’s not grand but it’s hard.Whispering while hiding her body in a small secluded basement. Darkness the only friend known forever. Slowly her hands reached out hoping for salvation.Was she weird? Bloody dark basement.Finally at the end of the dawn when she couldn't fall asleep, it was like she was wandering through a nightmare with her eyes open.The whole day she had stayed in her room, the emotion of nervousness peaking to its head. Tomorrow was the first day of school and was she excited? The answer was simply a no.School was something she always hated but sadly it was her escape. An escape from the terrible reality which resided in her previous house.Her grades were perfect, since she always wanted her so called parents to know that she was worth something.Sighing for the hundredth time, she reached for the locket that was always hidden in her backpack.That one locket given by someone special who had faith in her that one day she would be able to s
Striding through the hallways, Seraphina sighed. It was almost nine-thirty and still she was busy finding the office.“God damn it. Where the hell is the office in this humongous school?!” She screeched out in silence. The students long gone to there respective classrooms.Rubbing her temple, she glanced at the map Alfonso had given to her. Tilting the paper upside down she starred at the smudgy arrows but it wasn't helping at all.“Alfonso your writing and drawing sucks.” She huffed out in irritation. “What am I supposed to do now?”“Um.. are you looking for something?” A timid voice spoke from behind her. Turning around, Seraphina sighed in relief. “To be honest, yes. I’m kinda lost here.” She nervously chuckled whilst rubbing her nape, embarrassment creeping up on her cheeks.“Lost? New?” The girl asked, gripping her books tightly against her chest.“Yeah. Need to look for the office.”The girl gave her a small nod, signaling her to follow. “I’ll lead you the way, common.”Seraphin
“Watch me dance. Watch me sing.”The girls and the boys chanted the line over and over again as Sienna and her wannabes entertained them with there moves.The cheerleaders practiced there dance for the upcoming finale of the football match. There sexy steps were more than perfect and above all they had the best hour glass shaped bodies.Soon the music came to halt as the bell rang, indicating that it was lunch time.The students left the ground one by one leaving Seraphina behind. Finally after several moments she lifted herself from the bench and made her way towards the cafeteria where everyone was already seated.“Fuck this is just what I needed. More attention.” She cursed under her breath but nevertheless went inside with a heavy head.Entering, she heard the chatter die down instantly.There lingering eyes made her feel like an intruder. Sighing, she strided towards an empty table in the far corner but was stopped by a familiar voice.“Seraphina! Here, come sit with us.”Hesitan
The rest day of the school went by in somewhat peace? And now Seraphina was sitting on the dining table with a half glass of water in her hand, her brain recalling the events that had held earlier.Seraphina never wanted to embarrass Sienna in the middle of the cafeteria but she had left her no other choice.Sienna deserved it. She was cunning yet so innocent at the same time.Fulvio and Vito walked in kitchen side by side. Them, talking about something Seraphina wasn't interested in. “Are they coming home this week?” Vito asked, as he grabbed an apple from the counter.“Probably not. They’re busy solving the issues of the carico (load). But Tino would invite them over after everything is settled.” Fulvio replied, shrugging. His eyes glancing towards her, who was busy staring in the midst. “Ah right. Tino has been working late, lately.”“How was school?”“Just the usual. Girls, classes and detentions. How monotonous.” Vito scoffed, jumping on the isle to take a seat.“Better study if
Light a flower, flower work.Where’s the end to the abyss? It starts with a opening but what if that start was closed off?But it’s never too late for craving; craving for determination.Kicking the stone with her torn sneaker, she slowly walked in the dark. Her body still felt hot and numb as usual. The after effects still lingered around. She wasn't feverish from the cold water but instead she felt itchy all over. She may or may have not have eaten eggs again. The lunch that was served in the cafeteria had yolks that were mashed. How could she have not realized it? And the fun fact, she forgot to take her medicines before leaving.‘You are seriously gonna die like this.’ The voice mumbled. Seraphina shrugged, making her way towards the park that came into view.“Ain’t it better that way? I’ve always wanted to die you know. The self inflicted scars tells you the story of it. Oh wait - you’re actually the one who told me too inflict it and s-surprisingly it was a good way to numb off
SeraphinaRicardo Lopez.I wasn't scared. I used to convince myself that I wasn't.But now, after seeing him, right here infront of with the very same wicked and evil smirk, I couldn't help but shiver violently on the bed.This man had the aura of making people tremble, just like when Agostino had his blank expression on, just his was nastier."Bella, oh, Bella. Does it hurt?"My eye twitched.His concern was a facade.His words were fake.Ricardo Lopez was a literal fake, ass manipulator.I looked at the door, back at him and then again at the door. Cyrus, where are you?"He won't come, Bella," he declared, his smirk widening as he intook my blank expression and somehow he knew I wanted to ask the reason. "My men and him. A good combo don't you think, Bella?"I gathered my strength and finally muttered, "don't bring him into this mess.""But Bella, you were the one to bring him in the first place, si? Just like your other pests."I clutched the sheets, tightly."Don't do anything to
SeraphinaShould I laugh? Or should I cry? Or maybe just act numb?Honestly, I didn't knew.The explanation was something my own personality couldn't figure out. Tears or joy? Heck, I never knew this was that complicated. But according to the psyche, first impressions are heart to change and this psyche was the only logic which never changed my opinion for Agostino. I did hate him, yes, that wasn't a question, but even in that hate, the happy moments with him during childhood never changed, no matter how much I tired to stain the colorful canvas with blood, darkness and black paint.I detested myself for it and honestly somehow it wasn'T an option, because denial was the only method to have my mental and psychological mind in good health.But now, after hearing him, my brain couldn't process the fact that he was here a minute ago, hugging me senselessly while repeating the, "I'm sorry," chant over and again,Enrico'S doctor personality took over him and he asked, does it hurt anywhere
Seraphina"You shouldn't have riled him up like that." Two girls were hurdled against the metal bars whilst the other one was backed up in the wall, totally hidden by the shadows. "He isn't... kind." The one on the left spoke, her voice super cracky and shallow. "Code 1069, is right. You should have just tried to speak, Code 009."Code 009, looked up at the girls, staring at them blankly as ever.She couldn't stand their attitude. It wasn't the first time, they had tired to make her talk. Since the day they both---the new codes, had arrived in her cell a few months back, they had non-stopped asked her to escape the hell, but all she did was nod and shake. "Code 009, I know you have a name Seraphina and so do we. Maybe, we can try talking to each other without our code names and we'll tell you ours? But oh wait, let me tell you already, I'm Valerie, Valerie Kozlov, age 9." "And I'm Lola Pierce, age 15."Seraphina nodded, acknowledging their hard-work of coping up with her, because
AgostinoThis world didn't play good.Not to us or anyone.If we turn soft-hearted the people around us tend to eat up our souls mentally and physically. And if we portray ourself as the strong ones, suddenly we become insanely bad.The pain, the torment, the hardships we endure in turning strong is discarded all of a sudden.Pathetic, ain't not?Life is just not fucking fair for us orphans. Everything for them is never given on the plate. The only way to go up is to fuck everyone and their fucking opinions.And right now, I just wanted to kill this, excuse of a human tied infront of me. But no, giving him a simple death would be a fucking heaven for him.I wasn't planning on giving him that peace.Grabbing the bucket from the side, I splashed the contents within it on his face, jolting him awake from his unconscious state."N-No, s-stop. Please.""Boss, he was the only one on site, barely alive. But he won't spill anything." One of my men spoke from behind me, his voice stoic and har
Two povs in this chapter. 3rd and Enrico's."Nonno?" (Grandfather)"Where is she?"Alfonso arrived, grabbing Nonno's arm before he could rip the doors open, afterall he wanted to see his beloved granddaughter whom he hadn't seen in ages."She is in good hands. Don't worry Nonno.""Yeah, she'll be fine. Serio." Leonid assured him with a nod however the old man had other plans and this time no one would stop him.He straight went ahead to Agostino and before someone could mutter a word, he slapped him right across the cheek with force making his face fly towards the left.The atmosphere tensed and some of them silently gasped."You asshole of a son. How could you?""Jesus Serio. Stop." The elderly lady from behind shouted at him, before she came forward towards the two."You want me stop, Vermilia? No. I won't let this slide. Not this time, because I've had enough of their childish tantrums.""Nonno please, not right here." Alfonso quietly begged him to not cause a scene but the old man
There are two povs here. To avoid confusion---there is written 'Agostino', it's the start of his pov. "Common, Seraphina. Wakeup."Agostino cradled her body close to his chest, as he barked orders in Italian."The car?!""Fuckers, shot the tires. I've called, to provide us a car asap." Leonid calmly stated, however the tension within them rose as he saw how she struggled to breathe."We don't have time, Leo. She'll fucking die." He hissed like a snake ready to pounce on him for delaying."2 minutes max."Thick worry surrounded the people as the time went by.The darkened alley was now slightly lit from the fire Agostino's men ignited.Others had been dragged away the scene, however Fulvio remained so did Vito, even when Agostino told them to leave, they didn't.Fulvio grabbed her shirt from the ground before coming forward. "Tie this around her wound.""Do it." Agostino ordered instead and he complied.Fulvio crouched, and slightly flinched at the sight. Her blood oozing from the thr
SeraphinaOne thing I truly despised was standing in between two judgemental stares. If there was a way to get rid of this, I really could have dug my own grave down and hibernated like a snail in disguise."And you still are, a coward." I nonchalantly stated, not at all bothered to hear what he had to say.Fulvio glanced between us, confused. "Hold on, what is going on here?"My orbs diverted to him, shrugging. "I don't know, ask your little brother."Fulvio cocked his brow at Vito, waiting, so he could answer his unanswered questions.Vito ignored him entirely, keeping his gaze frozen at me. I crossed my arms under my chest. "What? Can't face your brother?"His eyes suddenly glistened and somehow my heart found it skipping a beat. "Will you forgive me?"I force out a laugh. "Forgive? And you? Aren't you a bit delusional?""I am no---""For fucks sake, tell me what is going on?!" Fulvio harshly cut him off. His anger was quite visible on his face, even a fat blue vein popped on his f
Seraphina"And what do you mean by that?"I cross my arms over my chest as I scan his face looking for any emotions however he had none, just like Agostino---no, i'd say worse than that.Why was he even talking to me in the first place?Vlad leans back on the bench and shrugs. "Kinda felt like saying it."My eye lowered in confusion. This man clearly just stared, never once initiating a conversation with me, so why now?"Come straight to the point."He momentarily glanced at me before looking back the open ground. "Clever, yes?"I remained quiet and he inhaled a deep sigh. "Alright, yes. I do have a purpose.""Spill.""Giovanni and Cyrus, are your men right?"I chocked on my spit as my head whiplashed towards him. "W-What?""They are." He nods to himself as if my outburst completely made his hypothesis true.I swiftly shake my head. "No."His head turns ever so slightly with an amused hum."They are not." I pressed. However I knew he clearly knew I was lying on his face.He nods again
SeraphinaI was shocked---scratch that, I felt hurt.Enrico dangerously glared at me.His hand tightened around my forearm. "Did you slap her?" He calmly asked, however I could feel the anger radiating out of him.I tilt my head and glance at Alfonso, whose eyes were fixed on my scar instead of Sienna's cheek."Yes or no?" He roughly shook me, diverting my attention back to him. "So what?" I questioned instead.His orbs darkened and his hand further tightened, almost cutting the blood supply. "Repeat.""And why would I do that?" I argued. If he thinks, he can make his way around with his words, then he is clearly wrong. I, Seraphina wasn't the one to bow down."Because i'm asking you to." He sneered."Enrico, stop." Alfonso came forward, placing his hand on his wrist which was securely holding me in place. "Why the fuck should I? Just because you feel sorry for her? Oh don't tell me you actually think this scar is real?" Enrico hissed, like an angry lion.Before Alfonso and I could sa