4|| Fiore

I was running home from school, I was supposed to be home at 3 and it was 3:05 I fumbled with my keys unlocking the door.

I saw Nigel with a pile of glass by his feet and a knife in his hand. I hated this punishment with all my heart.

He had a smirk on his face while looking at my scared expression, "put shorts on and a short sleeved top. You have one minute." He said.

I ran upstairs and put on my old black shorts and a black shirt.

I went back down stairs and waited for instructions, "knees on the glass, if you move, or even whimper I'll cut your arms. Okay?" He said. I responded with 'yes sir.' I slowly walked to the glass and kneeled on it.

The pain was agonizing, I had to bite my tongue drawing blood from it in order for me to not make a sound, warm blood colored the glass beneath my knees.

And warm tears coated my cheeks, unfortunately I made one wrong move and he slit my arm, he squatted near me and came close to my ear.

"Your a waste of air, your mother would be so disappointed, I hate you, always have, always will." He whispered.

I was 7 years old at the time, I didn't even get to overcome my mother's death. I was alone.

I woke up in a cold sweat, bright light blinded my eyes as I opened them. I sat up and saw I was in a plain grey and white room, and the window was open with the sun seeping through.

Mrs.Williams barged in and a look of relieve came over her face. "Oh my goodness your awake, you fainted yesterday I just thought I'd let you sleep." She said.

Yesterday, I slept for a full day again?

"Taliah. Taliah?" She asked "I'm sorry I zoned out." I said.

"It's okay dear, your brother will be here in a few minutes let's go make you some breakfast and get your showered. After that we can go back to the station that's where your brother will pick you up." She said.

I nodded and followed her down stairs, she make me toast and eggs which I ended up nibbling on. After that I showered and put on a white shirt and black jeans. I went down stairs and got in the car with Mrs.Williams.

She drove back to the police station I waited for a few minutes until Mrs.Williams came back with a tall guy. Very tall guy.

He was wearing a white button up with tan pants and black shoes.

He had the most beautiful and kind hazel eyes, he had moms eyes.

He smiled once he saw me he squatted down and held his hand out for me to shake.

"I'm Vincent your second eldest brother, you can call me Vin or Vinny or Vince or Vincent whichever you like." His voice was deep and honeyed.

I smiled a little and shook his hand, it didn't feel cold or unwelcoming. It felt warm and loving.

"I'm Taliah." I whispered. He smile grew bigger if  that was even possible.

"Alright, you've already signed the co papers so your free to go, I'll email the other papers to Mr.Romano." Mrs.Williams said.

Vincent waved his hand signaling me to follow him and we walked out to a Lamborghini in all black.

I hopped in the passenger seat and he drove off.

"We're going to the airport for boarding in a little bit, are you hungry?" He asked.

I hadn't eaten a proper meal in forever. Although Mrs. Williams fed me this morning and the day before I was still very full. I've basically learned to live without food. I shook my head no and he nodded.

He tried to make small talk but since I don't fully trust him yet I only gave short responses.

After a bit of driving we arrived at a airport, "is that all you have?" Vincent asked while pointing at my backpack. I nodded and he gave a skeptical look back.

I followed him to a different part of the airport that said 'private boarding' we walked through the doors and I saw a huge jet with the name 'Morreti' engraved in the side.

That means there rich rich.

We boarded the plane all by ourself, I this my first plane ride. Well if you don't count the one when I was a one year old. My mom said that was the first and last time I'd ever be on a plane.

I guess things changed, I sat in the seat next to the window and Vincent sat across from me.

The piolet said we were going to take off in a little bit, my hands started to sweat and shake. Needless to say, I was scared.

"Hey, calm down I'm right here. Okay? No need to be anxious." Vincent said. He acted so sweet and loving.

Almost as if he cared about me.

People have a different side to them when there alone. It was only a matter of time till I started to get beat, and I wasn't ready yet.

The plane took off at a great speed, almost as if it could crash any second. I gripped the side bars of my chair and clamped my eyes shut.

I suddenly felt a hand on my cheek. I opened my eyes immediately looking at the culprit.

Vincent.

His eyes were full of emotion; concern,disbelief, and love.

Love. I haven't seen that emotion in ten years. The last time I told someone I loved them was the night my mom died. The night my world turned upside down.

I stated into his eyes and saw no want to hurt me. No desire to see me in pain. I felt a spark of hope.

The spark left as quickly as it came. He took his hand off my face and pointed towards the window.

We were safely in the air, the clouds were beautiful almost like whipped cream, but better.

I didn't even notice Vincent had went back to his seat. A lady with a blue and white outfit came near us with a cart, I assume she's the flight attendant.

"Can I get you two anything?" She asked.

"Black coffee, no sugar, extra creamer." Vincent said with a cold tone. She looked towards me expectantly. I looked at Vincent who had the same expression.

"I-I don't have any m-money." I said quietly. The attendant look a bit shocked but quickly covered it with a smile.

"She'll have a strawberry lemonade." Vincent said while still looking at me.

I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. I fumbled with my fingers waiting to be yelled at for supposedly doing something wrong.

Two fingers went under my chin bringing my gaze to Vincent's face. "Never, ever worry about money when you have your brothers around. Okay?" He asked.

"Yes sir." I said. His eyes darkened a little bit but then his eyes held an emotion I couldn't decipher.

He went back to his seat and I sat quietly waiting for the lemonade Vincent ordered.

After it had came i inspected seeing it in a pretty glass with ice, there were also sliced strawberries in it. I took a sip and my eyes lit up in delight.

Needless to say it tasted amazing!

"Just like Ace." Vincent mumbled. I don't think I was supposed to here so I ingnored it and tried to stop wondering who 'Ace' was.

I soon started to fall asleep admiring the beautiful clouds, the sunset looked like a painting. Blue, purple, yellow. The colors were perfectly combined.

My eyelids slowly closed I felt a soft kiss on my forehead, "Our search is over my beautiful Fiore." I heard a voice murmur against my head.

Sooner or later I was engulfed in sleep.

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