"The moon, and the stars, tried their best, But I couldn't look away from you"

Eros Vandare "You should have told us sooner" Mr.Karve says while leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed. His green eyes carefully analyze me, and wait impatiently for my response. Non me ne frega un cazzo.

I hate talking to stupid fucking people.

"I am aware" I answer without remorse, "I've been busy dealing with your daughter, hence why I haven't spoken to you yet" I say while leaning against the doorframe and crossing my arms over my chest. I rest my head against it, as I stare at him with boredom shining in my empty eyes.

"Ah yes, her. As long is it is you and not me having to deal with that shit" He says while laughing dryly and shaking his head. "You would be surprised, she has been that awful since she was a child" Does he think he's fucking funny?

Fucking asshole.

"I never called her awful" I sneer while rolling my eyes with anger dripping in my words.

"You implied it. And trust me everyone thinks it"

"Can we get on with what we were speaking about" I growl darkly, ending the conversation.

"Please sit Mr.Vandare" He says while nodding towards the wooden chair in front of his stupid fucking desk.

"I'm good" I respond while glaring up towards him with an empty face. I have no fucking interest in staying in here any longer then I have to.

"Well then, I believe you should be aware that it is part of your position to inform us on the heirs safety"

"Didn't I?" I say with arrogance ringing in my cold tone.

"Well when it comes to the future of the mafia's safety, I would like to be acquainted with every single detail on any dangers" He says in an irritated manner.

"Well our vehicle was fucking shot at. There is your acquaintance" I utter, irritated that no one is deciding to inform me on what the fuck is happening.

"Did you see any of their faces?" Mr.Karve furrows his dark eyebrows. Stress lines form across his aged face as he leans forward and intertwines his fingers on the desk.

"They were completely covered. I went back that night where their car wrecked, and found nothing. They cleaned up everything fully." I say reluctantly, ready for this stupid fucking conversation to be over.

"Of course he fucking did" Mr.Karve angrily slams his hand down violently on the desk.

I roll my eyes at his fucking bitch fit, but can't help but desire to know who the fuck he is talking about.

"Who?" I mutter while lifting my head off of the doorframe and glaring intently at the angry man in front of me.

"You are dismissed Mr.Vandare" He says while pinching the bridge of his nose in between his fingers and closing his eyes in dismissal.

I clench my jaw tightly while harshly curling my hands into fists. I take a deep breath before turning around and walking coldly out of the office, while trying to not let my boiling emotions get the best of me.

Upon reaching my dark, closed off room, I sit down on the edge of my bed and and swiftly pull my phone out of my pocket. Seven new notifications appear on my phone, four from fucking William and three from Bella.

I immediately swipe open her messages. My heart pounds harder in my chest as I worry about why she would have texted me.

Bella:Tomorrow can we go visit my old driver, Mr.Falior? His wife passed away the other day and he resigned from the job. Thursday-6:11pm

Bella: I feel sick to my stomach for him, and want to go make sure he is okay. Thursday-6:13pm

Bella: I made some strawberry cake for him. That makes everyone feel better. Thursday-6:15pm

Me: Fine. Thursday-6:45pm

After texting her back and feeling better that she is not in trouble, I reluctantly swipe open William's stupid fucking contact.

William: I care about you, I miss you. I want to be better. Thursday-3:02pm

William: I went through hell and back hunting down your number, because I wanted to reach out to you. Thursday-3:11pm

William: Eros, respond. Thursday-3:15pm

William: If you were in my shoes you would have done the exact same thing. I was your older brother having to balance raising you, dealing with our parents, and paying the bills. Please talk to me. Thursday-3:20pm

That's what you fucking get for abandoning me.

I click my phone off and aggressively throw it onto the opposite side of my bed.

I sigh loudly as I press the palms of my hands into my eyes, trying to get rid of the pounding headache. ~ My body continues to violently shake in fear as my eyes stay pried open and emotionless tears steam out of them.

It hurts. Everything hurts.

I stay curled up in a tight ball with my bruised face pressed into my skinny, malnourished knees.

I don't dare move, because I know the excruciating pain emitting from my back will be even more agonizing then it is right now.

My cracked lips quivers as I shiver from the cold, bloodied tile underneath me.

I shouldn't have taken their food.

I hear the front door creak open loudly from behind me and my head immediately snaps up in fear that they are back for more.

I whimper as my entire body burns and I feel a few of the throbbing wounds reopen.

I use all my strength to look up, and am met with my big brother standing there, about to leave out of the door, looking down at me with pity in his eyes.

Where is he going?

I look over his him and notice the bags he is holding in his slender hands. He is wearing his nice jacket along with his only pair of shoes.

"William?" My cracked voice whispers quietly in confusion as I hiccup softly.

"Eros, go back to sleep" He whispers back soothingly, his familiar Italian accent softly ringing in his words.

"Will, I am confused. Where are you going? What time is it?" I whisper in an alarmed, young voice.

"It's about midnight. And I am just going to steal us some more food" He whispers while glancing nervously towards the broken stairs that lead to mama and papa's room.

"Can you help me with my back will?" I ask with a small, pained sob.

"Eros- I really have to go- Why did you get in trouble this time?"

"I was hungry and I ate a piece of bread" I cry out as I feel the bread begin to rise back out of my stomach.

"Shh, Eros be quiet. You'll wake them. You know not to take their food"

"I haven't ate all week" I sob as blood trickles softly down my back. The gut-wrenching hunger continues taking over all my thoughts as I cry in pain.

His blue eyes that stand out from the dark circles underneath them, stare at me in guilt. His scrawny, bony frame slightly hunches in an ashamed stance as he closes his eyes and then reopens them.

"Well then how about I go and get you some of the best food in the world? Cake and ice cream and everything" He whispers with a guilty smile. "Then when I come home I will help you wrap up your back."

My eyes light up as a small smile breaks out across my bloodied face. "Really?"

"Anything for my little brother" He whispers as shame washes across his pale face.

"Your the best Will"

My brother flashes me one last painful smile before turning around and walking out of the front door. He softly closes it and I lay back down on the tile, watching the door, waiting for my big brother to come back. ~ Little did eight year old me know, is that my brother would never come back for me. I was betrayed by him just like everyone else in this god damned world.

I swiftly stand up from my bed and place my hands on top of my head while pacing around the room. I close my eyes tightly and clench my jaw while trying to take deep breaths.

I feel as if the stone walls are beginning to close in around me as my breath feels restricted. I once again feel like that weak, helpless child who let his fucking father abuse him every fucking night.

I slam my room door open and storm up the old stairs. Ignoring everyone and everything, I make it to the front of the manor, needing to get some fresh air.

I stand against the brick wall of the front porch, while enjoying the numbing air that is blowing faintly across my face.

I pull a cigarette out of my pocket and smoothly light it with my rustic lighter that was passed down throughout my family.

While leaning my head back against the wall and closing my eyes, I place it in between my lips and deeply inhale. My body relaxes as the well known toxins immediately calm me and wash away the common tension.

"You know, smoking takes ten years off of your life. Not that I am complaining" I hear an angelic voice ring out from the front entrance.

I vaguely glance over to see Arabella stepping out of the front entrance while staring at me with her deep brown eyes. I can't help myself as I stare at her long hair that falls naturally over her shoulders in a loose wave, while moving softly in the bitter wind.

I gaze down at her pale hands, and notice that they are holding a piece of messily made strawberry cake that is half ate.

"Living off of strawberry cake is probably going to kill you before cigarettes" I say dryly while watching as she walks towards me.

"Well at least it tastes better" She says with an alluring smile.

That fucking smile.

She walks towards the porch stairs and gracefully sits down upon one of the steps. I slowly push off of the harsh wall and follow behind her.

"I beg to differ" I mumble while sitting down next to her, and hesitantly keeping some distance. I place the cigarette in my mouth again as she rolls her eyes and looks over at me. "Incase you are wondering, I am eating and would rather not have to smell that shit" She says while scrunching her nose.

"I don't give two fucks" I grumble while rubbing the cigarette butt on the concrete. After placing it back in my pocket I look towards Bella who is eating her cake with a proud gleam in her eyes.

"Do you have something to fucking say?" I grumble angrily as Bella finishes her cake slice.

"Nope" She says with a grin while setting her cake plate to the side and looking over at me. "Are you okay? You look like a wreck" She says while scanning my face.

"Thanks" I scoff bitterly while shaking my head.

"I am being sincere Eros" She says while furrowing her eyebrows.

"Sounded like it" I mumble sarcastically.

"Okay I am sorry. You look more pissed then usual, are you okay?" She try's again while crossing her arms and sightly shivering from the cold.

"Yes I am fucking fine. Just dealing with shit" I say reluctantly while rolling my eyes.

"I feel that" She says while looking away from me and rubbing her hands together.

"Do you Arabella?" I scoff in disbelief.

Little miss perfect trying to fucking relate with me.

"I apologize Eros. I forgot we always had to compare our life's and our struggles" She says angrily while snapping her head back towards me.

Before I say anything else I tightly clench my jaw and look up towards the many stars.

That sounded so fucking douchey.

"Sorry" I mumble quickly, almost hoping she wouldn't hear me.

"Did you just apologize?" I hear her say in almost shock after a minute. I can hear the smile in her fucking words.

"No" I say defensively while crossing my arms.

It goes silent for a moment as both of us stare up at the gleaming sky in deep thought.

"Your forgiven" She suddenly says with arrogance ringing in her tone.

"I didnt apologize, idiota"

"Mhm I know darling, whatever helps you sleep at night" She says sarcastically while laughing softly.

I feel some tension leave my body as I listen to the addictively calming sound.

She's such an idiot.

"How did you know I didn't like red roses?" I hear her whisper curiously after a peaceful silence.

"Because you never shut up"

"Well if I did, then we would always just sit in awkward silence" She says with a grin.

"Better then listening to the sound of your voice" She scoffs, "I suppose then I will go speak to Caspian, who likes to hear the sound of my voice" She says with a knowing look while leisurely standing up.

Before I can stop myself I quickly reach up and grasp the bottom of her hoodie. I roughly pull her back down beside me and she immediately flashes me a cocky smile.

"My my, look at that" *********************** HOPE U ENJOYED! How has your weekend been!!!??😍

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