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Lorenzo's POV
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"Okay what the fuck just happened?" I heard Valentino ask.
Arthur came in and took Nario with him so they could bake a cake, he probably just saw what happened and wanted to get Nario away from whatever was going to follow.
It doesn't make sense why she would just walk out, I saw her laughing and dancing around the kitchen with Arthur when I got back she was happy, well she looked happy.
What changed?
Looking directly at Valerius I started, "Did you say something?"
He just scoffed and rolled his eyes.
"Why don't you ask the tattoo artist," he said before getting up and taking his plate to the kitchen.
Nazaire glared at him, "What did you do?"
"She's not here anymore you don't have to pretend as if you care about her,"
Dick.
"Who said anything about pretending," Valentino fumed.
"You can't tell me you actually feel sorry for her, she's not family, she doesn't belong here - I don't know how she's got you all convinced that she does, I don't know why you," he paused, " why you act as if she's this delicate little angel who needs to protected and cared for," he mocked.
I don't understand why he suddenly hates Iris, she's not even done anything to him, I remember when he was actually excited to have her come, to have a sister.
"Are you fucking serious?"
In the far distance, I heard the front door slam.
"Valentino are you seriously going to try and tell me you care about the little bitc -"
"Finish that sentence I dare you," Nazaire warned.
Valentino and Dante just kept going at it, it was strange actually because Val never really gets angry he's always just joking around never taking life too seriously. But he and Iris had grown closer over the past few weeks and he had always been protective over his family.
I remember in middle school when these guys started picking on me, he and Valerius came and beat them all up before teaching me how to fight, then we beat up the same guys who were bullying another kid.
"How many times do I need to remind you that bitc-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP," I yelled.
"Listen Dante I don't know what's happened to you or why you turned out to be such a dick,"
The veins in his neck started bulging, "You wanna know what happened, mum died,"
"You think I don't know that, I was there, we were all there but you can't use that as an excuse to be such a dick to someone who hasn't ended done anything to you," I finished.
"She's not so innocent we could've all had more time with her before she died, but she was with her instead of us, we didn't have enough time," he grabbed his keys from the counter and started walking to the front door.
"Dante stop," Nazaire spoke. " DANTE,"
He froze and turned to face us, his eyes were turning glassy.
"Give me the keys," Nazaire commanded.
The two of them had always been close Nazaire was the only one he ever listens too, ever since we were kids they were always close and that day mum died, in the hospital and he lost it Nazaire helped him.
"You're not driving anywhere in this condition otherwise you'll end up in a hospital bed,"
He has always been temperamental but he knew how to handle it so much better but when we lost dad it got worse, I'm pretty sure mum dying killed whatever sense of control he had left.
"I don't understand why she's so special, I don't understand why you guys care so much about her it's fucking pathetic," Valentino's jaw clenched as he pushed past him.
"Where are you going?"
"To find my sister," he spat as he slammed the door.
Dante walked to the garage and Nazaire followed after him.
I heard little footsteps hitting the floor at a fast pace, turning towards the stairs I spoke.
"Nario,"
He turned and faced me with tears falling from his eyes.
"Why do you guys always fight?" he cried, "why can't Dante just like Iris, why can't mummy and daddy come back and fix everything,"
His lip started trembling, "When mummy and daddy were here at least they spent time with me and I wasn't alone," he coughed out.
Picking him up from under his armpits I pulled him into my chest and whipped his eyes with the back of my hand.
"Little man it's all gonna be okay," I reassured as he tears soaked my hoodie.
"How do you know?"
"It always is,"
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Author's Note: thanks for reading 💕
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