five | rocky road

                                    

                                          
Ꮤaking up from another terrible nightmare, it's 6am. I won't be able to go back to sleep now. I could get ready for the day... but I don't even have any good clothes. What do I do —
I was cut off by the door opening, I couldn't even pretend to go back to sleep. "Bella? You're awake?" Giovanni smiled, fully entering the room, as he previously leaked through the doorway.
bella.
"Uhm, yeah. I... usually wake up this early," I nervously chuckled.
bull-to-the-shit.
"Ah, an early bird, I see. You can freshen up, I will go and find some of Marco's clothes, since he's the smallest out of all of us here. Also, your room will be ready by the end of the day. See you down at breakfast," he winked, closing the door, leaving me to myself.
I sighed and went to the bathroom and did my routine.
Once I was done, I peeked outside the bathroom and found 2 sweatpants and 2 hoodies. I took all 4 into the closet and picked out the most comfy one. Both were huge on me, but nevertheless, warm and they smelt of expensive cologne that made me feel safe. I put my hair into a messy bun and headed down to... breakfast.
I could voices laughing and talking in the kitchen, which didn't help my anxiety at all. I was gonna turn around and go back to my room, but as I did, I bumped into a hard chest. I turned around and came face to face with the evil twin. I could tell he wasn't Marco, as he gave me the, "badboy", vibes.
He looked at me from head to toe, before his lips curled into a sly smirk. He muttered something to himself, which I couldn't hear. His expressions gradually changed to glare that would put me 6ft under. 
"Watch it," he hissed, as he brushed passed me, bumping my shoulder on the way.
Not wanting to stand like an idiot in the hallway, I braced myself and decided to just follow him into the kitchen.
Giovanni seemed to noticed my presence, so he invited me to sit down by the kitchen island, as he placed a plate of pancakes, laced with syrup, cream, chocolate and strawberries, in front of me. 
The boys talked to one another and were in their own world, whilst I just ate quietly. Alessandro, Giovanni and another one of my brothers who I hadn't seen, was here.
"Belladonna," Alessandro's deep voice cut me off of my thoughts.
"Yes si- I mean, yes," I stopped myself from calling him that. He just raised his brow at me, but brushed it off.
"After breakfast, Silas, Marco and Matteo, will take you shopping. Leonardo, Giovanni and I, have work," he said- more like ordered, gesturing to my "brothers". 
so leonardo was the quiet one, who i haven't met. matteo was the demon twin, who i bumped into. silas was tattooed boy who gripped my chin yesterday. and then you get marco, the cheerful one, giovanni, the gentle giant and alessandro the stone.
Silas and Matteo were about to protest, but we're cut off by Alessandro's glare, daring them to argue. I shall never piss him off — he could probably punish me worse than them. 
BLOODLUST
"Took you assholes long enough," Silas huffed, leaning against his Ferrari. Marco just rolled his eyes, while I kept my head down.
They played hardcore rap music throughout the entire ride. I didn't mind, but it was blaring in my ears. Never in a million years would I tell them to turn it down. They'd probably kill me.