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✨Emilia POV

Axel carried me back to my room to 'rest' because I was so 'weak'. I would take that as an insult but I don't have the energy to even protest against him.

I hated them seeing me weak, they even called me weak themselves, I am not weak.

It had been a few days since I had fallen and hurt myself, I had spent those few days in bed, my legs were all cramped and the worst thing about this injury is having to shower with cling film wrapped around my stomach so I don't get it wet.

Alessandro bought me a tv and logged in on Netflix because I might get bored staying in bed all day. To be honest, all I wanted to do was do some art and get everything off my chest. There was no way I was going to be allowed to paint on the bed. Scratch that, I probably wasn't even allowed paint in the room considering everything in my room cost more than the assets in my house.

I was watching Teen Wolf again, I had already watched it before my mum had died until Shawn stopped paying the Netflix and started paying for his drugs.

I still couldn't get over the fact that I was obsessing over Derek and Stiles at the same time. They looked cute together though.

"Here, Al told me to give you this." Blade surprisingly handed me a huge Waitrose bag that was full of chocolate and jellies. Yum.

"You got food?" Luca walls in the room and falls back on my bed with his arms spread out.

"Are you ever not hungry." Blade walks over and looks through the bad himself and picks out some dark chocolate. That was my favourite you, bîtch.

"The hypocrisy," I mumble under my breath and pause the tv. I guess having rich brothers comes with its perks. Such as more technology, I can rinse them dry.

I was joking but seriously, I could ask for anything and I would get it. I own them now, I'm the alpha. I wish.

"That's my favourite." I deadpanned. I try taking the chocolate back but he puts his hand high in the air knowing I can't reach it.

"It's mine too," I say. Luca already had his head in the bag searching through it all, quite literally he had I his head in the bag.

"Are you dumb or are you just dumb?" Blade yanks his head out of the bag making whine and moan.

"Hey, I got a grade 5 on my maths test." He sasses us. Wow, I'm not surprised, I was getting grade 5s when I was in year 7. He's hardly the Einstein.

"Wow, I'm so impressed." Blade the baked bean claps his hands sarcastically. If I could high five him without being made fun of I would.

"Watch you watching anyway?" Blade asks me, so is he in a good mood now, I think I like that.

"Teen Wolf." I snatch the chocolate off of him and take a piece before handing it back to him.

"Ugh, the number of times I've watched this." He rolls his eyes, who knew he was a fan of this, I wonder who his favourite character is.

"Who's your favourite." I have to keep it cool, I'm walking on eggshells around him so I have to be careful, he could turn on me at any moment.

"Lydia obviously, she has nice legs." He takes the remote off of me and presses play.

"Of course it would be, you're a guy," I say to him. Luca was still rummaging through the bad until he pulls out gummy worms. You disgusting creature. They always got in my teeth.

"No shit Sherlock." Blade rolls his eyes and lays down at the end of the bed and stares at the tv while munching on food.

"I'm telling." Luca shoots you in his seat at the sound of a curse word, what is he, two?

"Go, tell, I'll just tell him you were the one who not only stole his Rolex, but you also dropped his iPad in the pool." Blade laughs at him, the pool was something I was still eager to check out but I hadn't even stepped one foot in the back garden yet.

How many times have I said 'rich kid problems' now? Well I'm gonna say it, rich kid problems right

"You wouldn't." Luca state's at him through squinted eyes.

"You wanna bet?" He throws a piece of chocolate at him hitting him straight in the eye.

"You're so mean to me." He stomps his foot and folds his arms over his chest. Hey, that was my defence mechanism, not yours.

"Because you're stupid." He throws another piece of chocolate at him, this time, Luca tries to catch it in his mouth. But he misses, may chocolate rest in peace.

"Stop throwing it, that could be in my stomach right now but you're wasting it." Instead of complying with me, he throws a piece at me smirking. It feels nice seeing him smile at me. Or... smirk.

He might not think I'm a worthless piece of shit. It's what I've believed my whole life so why would I stop now?

"Fine." Luca plops back down on the bed and puts the empty packet in the bag and pulls out another packet of jellies.

"You know, there is something wrong with Scott's jaw, I've only just noticed." Luca laughs ruining the show.

"That's just damn right cold," Blade says to him but smiling as well. Now that you think of it, Scott's jaw does look a little bit wonky.

I can't see it now.

"You're mean, Scott is a legend." I throw a piece of chocolate him, losing another piece of chocolate. Damn it.

"Can I ask you a question?" Luca says to me.

"Sure." I shrug focusing on the screen.

"What was the big secret you exposed to my brothers? I feel offended actually, you don't trust me." He says sounding very sad and gloomy.

This wasn't exactly what I was expecting from the question, but I feel more hurt than he thinks I don't trust him when I feel like they don't trust me. I have been silenced so many times when I ask a question.

Damn it, I feel so guilty, I don't want to tell him but then I feel bad if I don't. Before I can even deny his request, Blade whacks him over the head very hard that it pushes his head back and hits the headboard of my bed.

"Holy crap," I say and check if he's okay but he's knocked out cold for a few minutes. I try to pull his cheeks away from his face and try slapping him a few times until he wakes up.

"Bro, are you serious?" Blade laughs at Luca and eventually I join in too.

"Fuck this, I'm going to sleep," Luca says and snuggles into the covers. Remind me to wash them... again. Boys smell when they wake up because they are all sweaty and their feet reek.

They are messier than a fight with Klaus Mikaelson, just minus all of the whisky glasses being launched at the wall and a window being smashed. And... a stake being lunged through someone's chest. Other than that, yeah, they are messy.

"Can we watch it now?" Blade asks frustrated. I can already tell he has watched The Vampire Diaries. If he likes this then he likes that

"Yup," I reply as he stands up and walks over to my cupboard and gets a huge fluffy blanket.

Taking his shoes off, he makes himself at home huddled in his blanket. That's okay, leave your smelly shoes on the carpet when there is a basket at the door. Note the sarcasm.

"Do you want food?" He asks me during a new episode of Teen Wolf.

"Are you gonna ask Elijah to cook us something or..." I don't want to seem cheeky but if he's offering then I'm all in.

"Do you think I have the energy to walk downstairs to ask them to cook? Fuck no, I'm gonna order Chinese." I haven't had Chinese food in over a year, I think I forgot what it tastes like.

"Aren't you gonna ask them?" Is he leaving everybody else out? I feel so special right now, I'm not being sarcastic, if he is leaving everyone out just so he can buy me food and watch some addicting show with me then I think he doesn't hate me anymore.

Baby steps, Emilia, baby steps.

"No, they never buy me anything. I'm just gonna order a lot of different things okay?" I mumble an 'okay' while he pulls his card out of the pocket of his joggers.

He presses play again and we continue watching, nudging Luca who was fast asleep next to me.

"Why're you being nice to me? You never did this before so why the change of heart." I just ruined everything, I ruined any chance of having a normal brother and sister relationship.

"You want me to be honest with you?" He fiddles with his hair and looks me in the eye.

"I'm really just trying to be nice to you, this doesn't mean I'll be nice tomorrow, you have to catch me on a good day, but I also feel bad for what I have done in the past. Your foot... I hurt you and I feel terrible." He feels bad? Damn it, I made him feel bad and guilty, he must think I am an attention-seeking brat.

"You didn't hurt my foot." He would have no idea what I was getting at, he didn't hurt me, Shawn did.

"I know, but I made it worse." Could he read my mind or something, or did he just know? That makes sense, he smacked Luca over the head for asking about it so that means he didn't want me to get upset. That also means he knows.

This is embarrassing, I didn't want his pity, it makes you weak, it gives people a chance to turn on you at any moment. That why I tend to avoid any situation that involves me getting pity; it gives people more power over you, they can hurt you.

"Uh, I-I don't know-" he puts a hand over my mouth to stop me from saying another word.

"You don't have to say anything, it's fine." He smiles at me weakly and goes back on his phone for a few seconds.

"I just texted Valentina to bring the food up when it arrives, now can we start a marathon of watching Scott and Alison play with each other?"

"Uh-Huh." I nod and grab the remote.

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"Geez, how much did you order?!?" I ask him, Luca was still passed out next to me snoring away.

He opens his phone and checks something.

"I spent, £54.80, leftover Chinese always tastes better anyway." He shrugs like its nothing. Wow, that was bigger than Shawn's monthly shopping bill.

"Mph grmm." Luca lifts his head and sings the air with his eyes still closed and then immediately opened them as if he just discovered something.

"Food?" Of course, he would smell the food. I seriously wonder how he stays fit.

I nod and pass him some prawn toast, I hated that stuff, it wasn't my cup of tea.

We just kept on eating and eating I stopped a while ago because I was gonna explode. But finally, Blade sent Luca downstairs to give the rest to the others.

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I don't remember falling asleep but the last thing I remember was Blade and I watched the DUFF before going to sleep.

Opening my eyes, I was surrounded by wrappers and Blade sleeping at the end of the bed. Top and tail I guess. I haven't done that since I was like five.

I have no idea where Luca was but he never came back from when Blade told him to give the food to the others.

I sit up straight and try to find my phone under al this junk. My hand was guiding the way so I didn't exactly know where to search.

"Argh!" My guess was I was searching too close to the edge because both of my legs dropped and I fell back onto the carpet.

"Shit, are you okay?!?" Blade jumped out of bed right to my side. How sweet of him, not really because he isn't a morning person.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I lie. I didn't land on my ribs but it was my head that took the biggest shot, I feel like my head is hollow.

He picks me up and puts me back in bed, I can do it myself, I don't need to him treat me differently.

"Have you seen my phone?" I was still searching through all of the wrappers until Blade walks around the bed and takes my phone from the table. Oh...

"Gimme." Blade kept on teasing me with it, he would pretend to give me it then yank it back. He finally gave up and passed me it back, that's what I thought, bitch.

Finally switching it on, the time read

10:41. I overslept, damn it. I was so used to waking up very early in the morning.

Blade left the room after saying he was going to shower, that reminded me,

I needed to shower.

I looked at my body in the mirror, I could still see the indentation of my ribs poking through the skin, this was because I was still very thin. My legs looked weak and boney while my arms looked blue and frail.

My pelvis bone was peaking out greatly, I hated that I looked like this, I want to be healthy again.

After having a shower, I tied my hair up and brushed my teeth before getting changed. I hated wearing jeans straight after the shower, they wouldn't move and they would be all sticky. So instead, I opt for a simpler option, a very, very large jumper and joggers. It's a comfy day so why not dress like it too.

I wanted to know if I was off of bed arrest, I have been stuck in bed for the past few days and I don't think I'm gonna fall again, I hope not.

Screw it, I knock on Elijah's door to ask him, but no reply. I walk in the opposite direction and knock on Axel's door, but yet again no answer, so where was Alessandro's room? Was his room upstairs? I didn't want to find out.

"Who you looking for." The blade comes out of his room in the same stuff I'm wearing he was wearing a jumper, not joggers. Instead, he wore some black jeans, talk about no style. His hair was drenched and he had his phone in hand.

"Axel." I proceed to knock on his door.

"He's not in there clearly, he's downstairs which reminds you're not allowed to." He rubs it in my face. Fuck you, bïtch, I make my own choices.

"Umm, oh well." I shrug and skip down the hall hearing Blade say profanities.

I was still running away from him but he couldn't catch me. I would take a look back but that's how the girl always falls in horror movies when she looks back.

"Bambina, what are you doing down here?" Alessandro asks me. Ugh, it's that word again, do I need to use google translate? Remind me to do that later.

"Blade swore at me yesterday," Luca says sassily. You little snitch. Did no one ever tell you, 'snitches get stitched'?

"Yeah, you also stole Al's Rolex." Blade walks past me glaring a little while reaching up into the cupboard for some cocoa puffs.

"You did what?!?" Luca's eyes go wide and walk fast out of the room. Alessandro follows not shortly after. Oooh, somebody's in trouble.

"Why aren't you in bed?" Elijah asks me to straighten his blazer. Seriously, you wear a blazer for breakfast.

"I was bored, and I'm not sick anymore." I protest. I was also hungry and I wanted some toast with Nutella.

"You are sick." Elijah points out while pulling a chair open for me. Thank you, kind sir.

"But I'm not as sick as I was 4 days ago." I try to reason with him, he huffs and stands up to make me tea. How I do love being British.

"Fine, but you have to promise that you'll be careful, I have work today and I can't afford you getting hurt." I nod showing my understanding. Remember the rule you dipshît. Elijah looks at me as if I am testing him.

"Yes."

"Axel will be off work today anyway, I wouldn't trust the boys to take care of you," Elijah says.

"I can take care of her, I did it last night, I bought her food." Wow, thanks to Blade, you saved my life.

I always wondered, why 'Blade'? Does he belong to the kitchen draw or something? That's very strange.

"Can I ask? Why is your name 'Blade?'" I sure hope I'm not being rude.

"Because it's badass, why is your name 'Emilia?' It's the most basic name that comes from 'Emily'." Geez, dude, I was just asking.

"Shut up," I say while Elijah puts the toast on my plate with the jar of Nutella.

"Make me." He challenges. Don't test me, I have had some practice of throwing glass bottles to defend myself, don't make me use it on you.

"You wouldn't do anything anyway, what would you do, throw a makeup brush at me? Poke me with your nail? Brush my hair too hard?" Blade bends over laughing.

"Fuck you," I mumble in under my breath. I didn't expect anyone to hear that but if course they did.

Diego coughed to cover up his laughter and Axel and Elijah stared at my wide eyes and Blade? He was smirking cause he knew I would get into trouble.

"I thought you knew the rules, Emilia." Blade tuts at me, take this. I throw my chocolaty goodness at him straight in the face and this time Blade Broody the second is now shouting at me.

"Get here you little brat." I jump off of the chair and hide behind Axel knowing he'll help me. And also, Blade was scared of him.

"Axel, pass me her, hand her over." Axel looks behind and into my eyes and I shake my head ferociously.

"Blades always mean to mean." I try to back myself up so that Axel doesn't hand me over.

"She pushed my face in Nutella, pushed Alessandro's face in lasagna, swears at me, calls me dumb and Luca dumb too." You little witch. I'm not gonna win this one.

Axel doesn't say anything, he just walks away leaving me there alone. How could you?

"Thanks, bro," Blade says and pours water at my feet making me have soggy feet.

I glare at him and walk for the door hearing my feet slap against the floor.

God, I hate him so much, does he have to be so awful all of the time? Who likes a person like that. He reminds me of soggy bread, disgusting and useless. I have no idea if that was the right comparison.

Not only did I have to change my socks, but I also had to change my bandage which meant going to Axel because he said he would do it for me. I know how to do it myself, I've had a few months of training.

"Axel," I whined at him. His ears perked up at the sound of his name.

"Yeah." He was reading the newspaper looking at something about football, I never understood what it was about. The only sport I play is called 'walking downstairs to get food then going back to bed'. That's the only exercise I do, other than my pathetic attempt to look strong in front of tall bulldozers known as my brothers.

"Can I have a bandage?" He nods and stands up and reaches into the medical box. Why on Earth was it so high, it wasn't on the bottom shelf, it was on the highest shelf where I couldn't reach it.

"Sit." He pats the island, do you think I'm a dog? I'll bark at him if he wants.

I try to jump up but it too high for me, Axel notices my struggle and helps me off the ground and onto the island. He mutters something about me being 'too short'. I'm not short, you're just too tall.

Elijah stood up and smiled at me before speaking, "please, be good." He asks me before scrunching my hair up and leaving for the door.

"I will!" I shout before he exits the door.

"There you go," Axel says and helps me down. Just shortly after I hear a loud knock making me jump out of my skin.

Unless there is thunder on the second floor I think we're having an earthquake. Diego rushes to the door with Luca and Blade by their side.

Boys. Ugh, what disgusting creatures.

"Hey, Axel!!" A blonde-haired guy shouts through the house. Axel just waves tiredly and rolls his eyes. Ha, he doesn't like them.

When I said 'boys' I meant two boys, one with brown hair and one with blonde, they were too far away to see their eye colour.

They all walk into the kitchen and I immediately stand behind Axel. God, they looked a lot taller up close; they were around Blade's and the twin's height.