5

Gazing out from the window, she blew out a breath. Her heart begging to go hug them, specially him. She wanted to hear the nickname he always called her. The special one.

She was always called the ‘Little Agostinio’ by her family.

Sienna and Seraphina weren't identical but Seraphina was always mistaken as Agostino's younger twin. The similarities were immense.

Her room was still the same. White colored with a queen sized bed attached to the wall. A walk in-closet and an attached bathroom. Beside the window, was a study table and just a few meters away was a vanity mirror with a several lotions and perfumes placed on it. A big sized television embedded in the wall, opposite to the bed.

Only the thing missing was the plushies she kept on her bed when she was younger.

Her thoughts lingering back to the days when they were a happy family but it all vanished in thin air.

Knocking, the maid walked inside with a small smile on her face. “Madam, you are called for dinner.” Breaking away her gaze, she hummed. “Just call me Sera.” She muttered in a low voice.

Seraphina had always disliked her voice. Her constant yelling and screaming had damaged her vocal cords. Whenever she tried to speak loudly or steadily, her brain would ache and her chest would tighten.

Years and years after the abuse, she forgot how to speak until Cyrus came along.

“I’m afraid I cant do that.” She replied and turned around to leave with her following behind.

“Alright.”

They both entered the dining area, where a huge table was placed just infront of the large kitchen isle.

She starred at them. They looked happy in there very own bubble.

“Madam, your place.” The maid motioned her to sit next to an empty chair.

The chatter died down as she became the center of attention. The glares she was receiving made her heart flip.

“Come Seraphina, sit.” Alfonso smiled at her little sister as he came from the kitchen with dishes in his hand. Placing them, he took a seat beside her.

Agostino sat on the head chair with Sienna on the left and Enrico on the right. Next to Enrico sat Alfonso and with him sat Seraphina. With Sienna sat Savio and next to him was Fulvio just opposite to Seraphina. One of the twins sat with Seraphina whilst the other with Fulvio.

The maids served each and everyone with white sauce pasta in an immense quantity. Soon everyone ate there dinner with them talking to each other.

She starred at the pasta in her plate whilst poking her inner cheek with her tongue. A nervous habit. ”Was she supposed to take permission for eating?” She thought. Back then in the previous house, Ronald and Renie had starved her for two whole weeks when she accidentally had eaten a slice of apple without their permission.

Tilting her head upwards, she gazed at them. Everyone was listening to Sienna, who told them about the day in the school, saying she had a rough afternoon in the class and the teacher almost gave her detention for not being on time even though she was just a minute late.

Everyone had there eyes filled with adoration and love. Seraphina shrank back in the seat, gripping her fork. She didnt like the hurt that passed over heart. She hated herself for even feeling the slightest bit.

“Sia, why were you even a minute late?” Agostino asked as he took a sip from the wine, his voice held a curious tinge to it. Nervously chuckling, she stuffed her mouth with the pasta and give him a smile. “Naughty kid.” Enrico playfully grinned. Gulping, she looked back at Agostino who had his eyebrow arched, expecting an answer. “Um. I was basically running and I tripped-

“God, are you okay precious? Are you hurt anywhere?” Agostino asked with concern. The once stern face was now filled with emotions for her sister.

“Any injuries? I hope not.”

“Does it hurt?”

“I’ll beat the floor for you.”

The boys simultaneously asked her with worry. “You guys worry a lot. I’m alright, okay? Just got a scratch but I can handle it, I’m a big girl.” She giggled.

Savio gave her peck on her forehead saying, “Go to Enrico afterwards and get yourself a bandage, si? [yes]”

She gave him a nod. Her eyes darted back to Agostino. “Tino, where is Vito? I haven’t seen him since yesterday. Shouldn’t he come back?”

Seraphina’s breath suddenly halted when she heard about his youngest brother who was seventeen. Her partner in crime. Clutching the spoon tightly, she bit her lip. Did he forget about her?

“He’ll be back by midnight or tomorrow morning, probably.”

Sienna hummed.

“Why aren't you eating?” Alfonso suddenly asked. Ignoring, she continued to stare at the greasy pasta. Her appetite long gone. The anorexia slowly eating her insides up.

It had been two days she had eaten something. The only thing that her body wanted was water like every time.

“Should I cook something else for you?” He asked again with concern. The attention diverted to them. Shaking her head she replied, “I’m not hungry.”

“At least eat half of it.”

Sighing, she looked up, “I swear I’m not hungry.” She stated as she heard someone scoff infront of her. “Disrespectful bitch.” Savio muttered. “Like yourself?” The words rolled out of her mouth in an instant, leaving the room silent. “What did you fucking say?” He snarled in anger.

“Are you deaf?” She questioned instead. From her peripheral vision she was Sienna gasp whilst the others were wide eyed at her outburst, but what they didn't know was that she was a bad girl with a foul mouth.

The hurt, the anger, the agony within her was surfing out. She wanted to lash out like a thirsty bitch.

“I fucking dare you to say that again.” He looked at her with malicious eyes. The hatred in his orbs made her smirk in return. “Or what?”

“Watch me slap you.”

No one tried to stop their conversation, not even Agostino. He just leaned back with a bit of amusement?

“Oh? I fucking called you a deaf human.” She inched forward, a challenge lurking in her tone. “And a disrespectful bitch.”

In matter of seconds he was behind her with Alfonso holding him back in a choke hold. “Savio, stop.” He gritted out.

“No. Not until, I knock some respect in her.” He hissed, trying to get away from Alfonso who had a tight grip.

She stood up and turned around. “Than do me a favour, knock some in yourself too because clearly you’re very uneducated.”

“Why do you have to do this to my family? Just leave Seraphina, you’re not needed here.” Enrico silenced everyone up even her.

She wasn't shocked to hear that sentence. Her life was not precious too her or too anyone. She was just someone trying to live with the pain that slowly clawed on her flesh.

“Enrico and Savio, stop.” Alfonso bit out with rage filling in his green orbs.

“This cunning hoe destroyed everything, she killed our fucking dad and took away our mom and you’re asking me to stop?” He roared in fury making the walls tremble.

She stilled at the mention of her father. Her eyes blankly starred at him. The erratic thumping of her heart left her ears ringing.

‘Missed us?’ A voice suddenly entered her mind making her breath hitch.

“Savio, leave.” Agostino coldly yet calmly spoke. His eyes ranking up and down dangerously on his face. The dominance that his sapphires held was enough to stop Savio.

Huffing, he yanked himself away as Alfonso eased his grip. He stormed out of the living room with Sienna hot on his trail.

“Seraphina in my office.” He looked at her with nothing but coldness.

She wanted to tear her gaze away from the same place where Savio was standing a few minutes ago but she couldn't.

‘Don't tell me you didn't miss us, Seraphina? We told you we will be back.’ The voice menacingly chuckled within her head.

“Seraphina?” Alfonso came closer and touched her arm gently, only for her too flinch away in panic.

Her eyes filled with fear and sheer horror. “The hell?” He mumbled inwardly. “Uh.” She tried to speak but she couldn't. It was as if the words were stuck in the back of her throat.

The only thought lingering in her mind was;

The voices were back to make her a psychotic human once again.