A/N- Things are starting to pick up!

ALINA'S POV

I was sat in the dining room staring at the full plate of food before me.

My whole family was here and I could tell they were trying not to look at me, trying to act as if there wasn't pressure on me to eat.

I took a deep breath and ate what would be my normal amount.

I looked at the plate annoyingly when more than half of the plate was left.

I was full already.

I just played with my food hoping to pass time

The food had already been cut by my personal knight as I apparently didn't need all that extra work.

I dreaded what my family was going to say about this whole thing.

I know they want me to try and get better but it's really hard.

I realised today just how overprotective my family is.

After getting discharged from the hospital, which was quiet quick might I add considering my injuries, they made sure to have eyes on me at all times.

Romeo did my seatbelt for me as I needed to rest my shoulder, and basically all my family glared at the driver when we went over any potholes or speed bumps.

He was just doing his job, it's not as if he could avoid them.

Then as soon as we got home my dad insisted that he carried me in.

The hospital gave me crutches but I could tell he wasn't happy with me using them as he looked at them in disgust.

They looked fine to me.

As soon as we got inside the house there was a wheelchair waiting for me.

I told them that it was pointless due to all the stairs, but it didn't matter because apparently we have an elevator in the house.

A ducking elevator.

I absolutely refused though, I was not going to be riding round in a wheelchair when I didn't need to, my crutches worked just fine.

They were special crutches. There were arm holds so my arm would stay flat so it would take some of the pressure off if my shoulder.

Ok sure they might hurt my shoulder a little but I would not be coming across as that helpless.

Plus I'm sure I could handle that pain.

I was currently on strong pain meds and I was feeling considerably better already.

I'm used to being in some type of pain.

He didn't want to agree but he did after I gave him my puppy dog eyes.

He looked at the crutches in distaste, and finally gave in as long as he could clean them first.

I agreed whilst laughing.

He also made the deal that whenever someone is on the house with me they'll carry me down, and that the crutches are only to be used when I'm outside.

As if I'd ever be alone in this house, there's always someone with me which I really do love and appreciate.

I asked why I couldn't use the elevator but he assured me that it was safer this way and that it would save my shoulder as if I didn't have 2.

"Alina"

I looked up coming back to the real world and out of my memories

I saw the sympathetic look on my mothers face and I cut her off before she could get a word in.

"I really can't eat anymore, I'm sorry" I said apologetically.

I don't like wasting food.

I don't like disappointing people.

"It's ok, I can see you've tried. Do you think you could try to eat some more later perhaps? You could have some chips or some yogurt?" She asked me.

I told her that I'd just try to have the rest of my dinner later.

She nodded happily, and she took my plate to the kitchen in order to wrap it up for later.

I realised then that all of my brothers were watching me.

I felt terrible that I must of disappointed them.

"Do you want to go to your room Alina?" Marco asked me.

"Yes please" I was still quite tired.

Marco grinned at me.

I stood up to see Adrian holding his arms by my side ready to catch me if I was to fall.

I smiled at him, but was lifted up before I could say anything else.

Of course Marco wouldn't just carry me normally, he decided to lift me above his head as if I was just a bunch of weights instead of a real human being.

"MARCO PUT ME DOWN!" I screamed at him not trusting him to not drop me.

It was Marco, ok? He's a bit unpredictable.

"Nooooooooo, I need to get my workout in today! I'm killing two birds with one stone" He whined.

He's literally a child.

I can't believe my parents trust him to work with them in their business.

"Fine but please don't drop me" I told him shakily.

"Don't worry bambina, have you seen my muscles? They're massive!" He bragged.

Everyone in my family had defined muscles.

All except me.

I'm guessing they all like fitness stuff because they have bodyguards so there's no particular reason they would need to be very strong

True to his words, he was strong. He was able to carry me to my bed, but I was shitting myself the whole way.

He laid me on the bed, whilst pulling the covers up to my chest and tucking me in.

"I'm really sorry we weren't there for you Alina. Please let me know if you need anything, anytime." He told me sincerely

I smirked at him.

"Anything?" I questioned

He nodded.

I hummed in response. That would be very handy for the future.

He gave me my remote for my tv, made sure I was comfortable before he walked out.

I was super tired coming up, but now that I'm in my bed I feel wide awake.

I decided to just read again, and before I know it I hear a knock on my door and my mom come into my room.

She came in with a bag of chips and some yogurt.

"Hey sweetie, I've brought you some food. If you can just try to eat some, I'll be very pleased" she told me.

She then told me that Luca had eaten my left over dinner.

I laughed it off, not mad at him. It was great food.

She wished me good night and told me to get her if I needed anything.

She gave me my pain meds, and told me when I could take them next.

The rest of my brothers crowded outside of my door, and all wished me a goodnight.

They all have school tomorrow.

I heard some of them argue that it was unfair, and that in would need them tomorrow.

Dad argued back saying that Marco, Matheo, himself and Mom will be enough.

She wished me a good night.

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It wasn't a good night.

I really couldn't sleep. It had been around 3 hours. It was currently 1.a.m.

I'd watched TV, I'd read. I couldn't do anything else.

So I decided to go on a little adventure!

The house was massive, I'm sure there's many rooms I haven't explored.

I had left my crutches downstairs, so I was left hobbling holding my bag of chips and phone as I left my room.

It actually wasn't that hard to walk with a cast on.

A bit painful but bearable.

I hobbled down the stairs whilst holding the handrail.

I went slowly and tested my footing on each one in order to avoid any creaking steps, and making too much noise.

I did not want to wake up my family.

It took me quite long to fully get down all the stairs but it was better than using the elevator.

I didn't know how much noise it made, and I didn't want to risk it right now.

I was worried about the guards around the house, but I saw them all gathered in the kitchen playing poker or something .

I was in the clear!

I decided to go to the basement where the skate park is.

On my way down to there I heard some noise coming from my left.

That's weird, it's just a musty corridor?

I hobbled back up the stairs to check it wasn't my family upstairs.

It was silent.

I went back down to the middle of the corridor to hear the sound again.

I put my ear again the wall and could hear voices.

Is there someone in our walls?

I stepped away from the wall in order to look at it.

I didn't see anything out of the ordinary just the black wall.

I decided to put my hand on the wall and feel around.

I had to feel around a couple of times before I actually picked something up.

It was the tiniest little latch which was hidden within the wall.

It was black and sticking down, so it looked like nothing was there.

I picked at it so it was sticking up, and realised that it was basically a makeshift handle.

Should I really go through with this stupid idea of opening the door?

What if it's a murder that's harboured in our walls and is waiting to kill us, and I've decided to just walk straight to them?

I'm over thinking.

With that I twist the handle and open the weird, hidden door.

I could hear the faint voice again.

I decided to close the door, but leave it a tiny bit open. I didn't want to be stuck in here.

A long corridor followed, and I took small slow steps as I heard the voice get louder the closer I got.

It sounded as if someone was screaming whilst also singing?

I saw a light at the end of the corridor, and followed it.

The voice and light were right around the corner.

I took a deep breath before moving from behind the corner hoping I wasn't going to get killed.

I flinched as I saw a guy in a suit chained up to a chair with a lamp next to him.

He had his eyes closed, and was screaming.

"IM BULLETPROOF, NOTHING TO LOSE!"

He wasn't that old. He looked around 2 years older than me.

He'd stopped singing by now and just stared at me.

"Why are you chained up in our walls?" I blurted before he could speak.

He just stared at me curiously.

"I'm not in the walls?" He told me confused as he looked around.

He had an accent but I didn't recognise it.

"Yes you are?"

"You are one weird kid!"

"No I'm not, you're the one that's in our walls singing!" I told him.

"I'm not in the walls! I'm in a room, how can you not see that!"

"The room is in the walls dipshit!"

"Shut up, no it's not. Walls aren't this thick you idiot!" He screamed back at me.

Ok he did have a point.

"Ok, forget about the wall! What are you even doing here?"

He looked at me as if I was crazy.

"Trying to act all innocent now are we?"

"I am innocent, I haven't done anything!" I told him.

He can't accuse me when he's in my house.

"What's your name?" He asked me.

"Alina, why?"

"Alina what?"

"Giovanni"

He smirked again.

"Ding ding ding, you've got the correct answer. Well done!"

"What do you mean I've got the correct answer? I haven't done shit!"

"Dude, you're a Giovanni. You know what you are."

He's really confusing me.

"You're making no sense whatsoever. Are you drunk?" I asked him seriously.

He looked at me right in the eyes but didn't answer me.

I had the opportunity to look at his face clearly.

His cheeks were kind of sunken in and some of the dust from the misty room was on his suit.

His suit was ripped in a couple of places as well

"Okayyy, are you hungry? I've got a bag of chips if you want some" I told him.

"Have you poisoned them?" He asked me .

I was about to freak out at him about asking such an absurd comment but he looked deadly serious about it.

I gulped.

"No"

He stared at me as if he didn't believe me.

"If you don't want them then I'll have them" I told him.

He squinted and his eyes twitched at me as I opened the bag of chips and started to put my hand in.

"Ok...........ok yes I want them"

"Where are your manners?" I asked him

He rolled his eyes at me before muttering something I couldn't hear.

"please" it was faint but I heard it.

I walked up to him to hand him the chips when I realised he was still chained up.

I moved to the back of the chair in order to free him.

He seemed like a decent guy. He wasn't rude or angry and I kind of felt bad for him, even if he did like staying in walls........or somehow getting trapped in walls.

I wasn't actually scared of his presence.

It wasn't a complex knot so it didn't take me long even with one hand.

I came back around to the front in order to face him.

He stared at me indecrucely

"Why'd you do that?" He questioned me.

"Do what?"

"Untie me"

"Do you think you deserve to be tied up?" I asked him.

"no"

"You're obviously off your head for being in a wall but you seem ok. Wait why were you tied up?" I asked him.

He stayed silent for a while just rubbing his wrists.

"Initiation for your families business"

"How would this help you in the business world? I don't think you can sell stuff whilst being chained up"

"aningslös" he said whilst shaking his head. (Clueless)

"Persistence. There's going to be a lot of sleepless nights. You're family won't have workers sleeping on the job. Jag vägrar låta dig veta om det helvete din familj orsakar"

(I refuse to let you know the hell your family is causing)

"Oh. Well that's a bit harsh don't you think? I mean I get perhaps trying to get you to stay awake for the whole night, but why would they tie you up?" I asked him.

"To make sure I wouldn't leave?" He said as if it was a question.

I squinted my eyes at him.

Something was up.

The guy ignored me as he tore into the chips like a monster.

How hungry is he?

He innocently licked his lips as if he didn't just mutilate some fried potatoes.

"Do you have any more?" He asked me.

"No, but I can bring more in the future, in return for some information"

"You're making my dying hunger a business deal!" He exclaimed in disbelief.

I guess I was.

I shrugged at him.

"It looks to me as if I'm the only one that is willing to help you"

"Ok, fine. Hit me with them"

"What's your name?" I asked

He looked at me as if I couldn't possible be serious.

"Elias Karlsson"

"How long are you supposed to stay here for?"

"I actually don't know" he said whilst rubbing his neck.

"How can you not know? You signed up for the business didn't you?" I exclaimed.

He's weird.

"Totally, det är som att jag inte blev kidnappad från mitt hem och min familj för information eller något"

(it's not like i was kidnapped from my home and family for information or something)

"Please stop speaking in a different language, I can't understand you!" I told him getting a little annoyed at him.

He smirked at me.

I sighed before starting to ask another question but he cut me off.

"Nuh uh, no more answers unless I get more food." He said.

But I couldn't go to the kitchen, all the guards were in there.

"I can't get any more tonight, but I can get you some tomorrow, I promise"

He nodded as he looked down.

"Uh can you tie my hands again? I don't want them to know I had help" he said sadly.

I did what he asked, making sure I didn't do it too tight.

"Any preferences for tomorrow?"

"Something sweet please. It'll remind me of my mama's cooking" he said smiling at the mention of his family.

I nodded and said my goodbyes as I hobbled away trying to look stronger and more stable than I actually was.

I made sure to make no noise and leave everything as it was left so no one knew I was here.

As I snuck back the kitchen and back up to my room, I vowed to find out why he was really there.

Things weren't adding up.

A/N- Let me know your thoughts on this chapter! If any of the translations are wrong, I'm sorry. I used google translate!