𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮?!!!! 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚!!!

Happiness is a butterfly - Lana Del Rey

I privated chapter 54. It's rubbish and boring. Basically, there's a girl called Nummie. That's all.

April

💦on👊🏻with 👩🏼the🩸chapter 👃🏻...

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Emilia POV

"I used to be so nice and sweet,

But now I'm like fûck you, fûck that,

Fûck everyone."

"Look who's the fat one now," Luca laughs evilly at a pregnant Mia who was stroking her tummy as she walked.

I couldn't help but laugh at how ironic it was. Mia was the one who made fun of April for being bigger when in fact Mia is getting bigger by the days. She was around four months away from giving birth.

"Luca you're funny," Mia says dryly as Luca was sat comfortably on Tyrones lap. Tyrone had his arms wrapped around his waist gently with his chin on Luca's shoulder. He kept on kissing his shoulder and it made me realise how single I was.

"Awww thanks bestie!" Luca gives her the middle finger but smiles cheekily at her.

"There's a difference in being pregnant and going to die because you're obese," she looks directly at April but she was too busy sketching something in her notebook to realise.

You wanna fight? I'll fight you bitch! Leave April alone! If she dies, then I'll die with her! Me, Valentina and April should make a girls squad that has no men allowed.

"Oh? Are you talking to me? If I die I'm gonna die with a Chinese buffet in my tummy," she laughs seeming unaffected by Mia's assumptions.

"Not this again, Axel get your h0e under control, she out of her cage again," Blade shakes his head in his hand but a small smirk tugs at the corner of his lips.

"Baby... don't," Axel disapproves.

"Anyways... Axel and I need to think of a name for the baby. It's a boy!!" Mia claps her hands together and everyone joins in but me. But I had to join to the trend so I clapped lazily.

Aren't you supposed to throw a party when you break the news about the gender or did they just not care?

"Call it shit," Diego mumbles to himself forcing me to laugh because I couldn't hold it in.

"Call it bîtch squared," Elijah suggests.

"Call it ballsack!" Blade offers with a half smile to Axel who was trying his best to hide his smirk under his palm. When Mia looks at Axel, he shudders under he gaze.

"I will hit you," Mia threatens Axel but she wasn't being serious because she ended up resting her head against his shoulder getting comfortable.

"Call it hairy cockbush," Alessandro interferes. A hairy WHAT?

"Al-

April couldn't even speak, she was cackling whilst trying to hold her pencil steady in her hands.

"I was thinking Tyler or something. It's simple and cute I guess," Mia looks up at Axel and pecks at his lip. Duck.

"Ew." Blade snickers and pulls the strings to his hoodie to hide his face and muffled chuckles.

"What's wrong?" Mia asks.

"Nothing! It's a pretty name I guess," Alessandro shrugs and wraps a protective arm around April. She smiles in response and leans into his touch.

"I'm curious. Why would you name someone after a season in the year? It's like me naming a kid 'Summer' and it just doesn't sound right," Mia remarks.

Isn't Summer and actual name though? If you ask me, any month or season or number even, fit perfectly for a child.

"What's your issue with me? Genuinely curious," April confronts Mia making her look directly at April.

I've noticed that too. Mia just had some kind of grudge or a large amount of hatred against April for what reason exactly?

"Me? I got no problem, babe."

"Yeah, you do. Do you hate me because I'm pretty? Do you hate me because I'm not rude? Do you dislike me because Alessandro is my boyfriend?" She dropped her sketch book and her pencil on top of the coffee table.

Alessandro's ears perk at the sound of the word 'boyfriend' and in response he smiles. I never knew they were so unofficial. I realistically thought they had already established their feelings for each other but it's apparent they hadn't.

It does make sense. Theoretically April did have more power than Mia and Axel combine together. Alessandro is seen as a mafia ruler and April was kind of like a queen now. Mia could be jealous of April's position in the set hierarchy they have here.

So does this mean that April knows? She do right?

"Well it's been fun talking, but there's someone calling me and I need to go," Blade laughs and runs from his seat. Luca who was sat next to him in Ty's lap, was looking at a smirking Blade who was typing rapidly on his phone.

"He's got a booty call!" Luca screams and claps his hands excitedly.

"Damn right I have, it's Aspen, I'll be back soon or tomorrow," the next thing I bear is the front door slamming shut and a car engine revving outside.

Ugh. Aspen. I didn't forget about the part that she knew about my brothers' work when I was completely oblivious. And she ignored me for weeks and weeks because of a petty argument with my brothers. Cassidy too.

I've never actually spoke to him in a long time. I do miss him and I think I do need to resolve the issues I have with him. He's a good guy and I need to talk to him.

"Am I getting heavy for you?" Luca slides into Blade's old seat. "It must be all of that chocolate I'm eating. I think I'm getting bigger. WHAT HAPPENED TO MY METABOLISM?! I had the best in the house. Look at the bread rolls!" Luca grabs his tummy and slaps it a few times. He used to have faint abs but now it's just flat. No muscles really.

He's still really small so I don't know what he's talking about. But despite him still being tall, he was definitely short amongst my other brothers. Tyrone was one hell of a giant. He was just so tall like Alessandro. Another big guy was Alessandro, he was like a brick wall of muscle and it's definitely frightening to the naked eye.

"Are you going to answer me? Or stay quiet?"

Mia who was planting Axel with kisses, breaks away to glare horribly at April. Axel then begins to rub Mia's tummy and kiss the too if it then presses an ear against it.

I'm concerned for the baby actually. I don't think this is the correct environment for a baby hence why my mum took me away in the first place.

"I don't like you because I don't like you. Is that a problem?"

"Yeah it is a problem because you hate me for no reason? Is it because I'm big?! Is that why?"

No reply.

"Is it?!"

Again, no reply.

"You hate me because I'm big. You know? I'm not even big. I'm not. It's called genetics-

"So why was Cordelia skinny?" She ask being so out of touch in the conversation.

"Both me and Cordelia have been made fun of for our weight. From a young age, Cordelia was always told to 'eat a burger' and I was told to eat a salad. That shit hurts. As much as I loathe my sister, I'll never let someone compare my struggles to her struggles 'cause they aren't the same! We both went through different thing so don't you dare!"

"My problem because...?

"Ooh I swear I'll fvcking kick your pregnant pussy out into space?!" April jumps from her seat but she's pulled back down by Alessandro and she was locked down by both of his arms strapped around her waist.

Mia! Begone!

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"Can I talk to you for a sec?" Elijah waits by my door for me to allow him to enter my bedroom. I was pretty tired at the moment so I was drifting in and out of sleep whilst being smuggled deeply in my mass of blankets.

"Mhm," I nod and try to blink the exhaust away.

He walks away and takes a seat next to me on the me with his back pushed up against the headboard with his shoes kicked off.

I had to completely twist on my side to stare at him whilst he was trying to mutter the words to me. What did he want? Was i in trouble with him?

"So, as you know, Blade, Axel and I went to Brighton a while ago. We never told you why but I think you can guess."

I shake my head for him to continue.

"We tried looking for Shawn to bring him here-

"Why?" Why would they do that? That's crazy! He wants to kill me half of the time and the other half he wants to degrade me. What if he comes to hurt me? He could kill me anytime he wants. They might have just made things even worse for me.

"Well... we did find him." He concludes with a sigh.

"And...?" I urge for him to continue.

"And he was dead. He was completely dead on the sofa in the living room." He struggles to look at me.

He went into my old house. I wonder what it looks like after a year of not being there. I wonder if it looked nicer possibly.

"He had foam in his mouth so I assume he overdosed on ket or something. But I just wanted you to know he's dead. Completely dead and he won't hurt you anymore," he assured me with a strong arm wrapped around my dropped and lazy shoulders.

Suddenly I felt more awake and alive at this moment. HE WAS DEAD! I've never been more ecstatic in my entire life to hear about someone being dead!

"W-what did you do with the... body?"

"I burnt it. To the bone. Melting fat dripping from his body," he gives me a sad smile which contrasted his bitter and sinister foul words.

So why was he here exactly? I could've gone without know my abuse stepdad was dead because he already was to me.

Though it hurt me a little. I wanted him to serve more time for what he's done. I feel cheated almost out of this game.

Kinda like what Jeffrey Epstein did. He kîlled himself and people were angry because they wanted him to serve the time he was given. It's kinda what I was feeling now but it was way more personal.

I wanted to see him suffer. I wanted to hear his scared as he was being taken away to prison and locked in a cell for the rest of his life. I wanted him to feel the pain that I did.

I didn't go through all that trauma just for him to die a year later from an overdose of ket!

Truly, I felt disgusted almost. Is it bad that I want more justice? The burnt body isn't enough.

"I wanted to see if you were okay. I saw your room. The one in your old house I mean," he stumbles quickly over his words.

My breaths sharpen with embarrassment to think he saw what I was living in. Compared to living in this lush and royalty feeling of a lifestyle after coming from a dump like that- I felt shameful almost that he had to see that. But he's family so I'd know he'd never shame me for something I cannot control.

"I'm sorry you lived through that," he gives me a sad smile and pulls me to his chest as I stare at the wall numbly not feeling my body react.

"You saw." I state feeling shocked and overwhelmed. He's so rich and I've come from a completely different background.

Some days there were never food or electric to keep warm and energised. Some days I'd have to go without anything at all. Most days I felt too weak to even stand.

The most I would've been able to eat was an overripe banana and I'd have to pull through the day with just that.

"We did. I'm so sorry you went through that. I'm glad he's dead," he strokes my hair as a mechanism of comfort. It works. It stops me from biting the inside of my cheek and my trembling, shaking chin.

"It's not your fault. Don't apologise." When people apologised to me for what j went through it makes me feel guilty that they feel the urge to apologise for something they had no control over.

"But it is. We've all disregarded your feelings and dismissed them because we truly had no idea what it is you went through. Sorry," he kisses my head and ticks the civets into my shoulder before he stands up and straightens his shirt.

"There was nothing there at all. Nothing to even call it a joke. I hate that you lived in that dump."

The thing is, it wasn't always a dump. It was a beautiful home but it was ruined by Shawn and his drug buddies.

"Get a good night sleep, sorellina," he waved goodbye and leaves the door open because I asked him to.

"Can you leave a light on? It gets scary at night," he stops to smile at me then twists the small knob to lighten the room a little, lot too much.

"G'night."

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In English it was time to read out our essays that we produced over the last few lesson. I was slightly nervous and the nerves were eating me alive.

We were studying poems and Romeo and Juliet at the same time so I'm pretty confused on what to focus on at the moment but Romeo and Juliet is much better than any old poem I've read in class.

We were assigned to explain issues in an Elizabethan society and why so many things were considered taboo. Here goes nothing. My name was next on the list.

The essay wasn't actually about Romeo and Juliet it was about the Elizabethan society and what was right and what was wrong but I was I could do something on Romeo and Juliet.

"Amazing, Karly! Can I suggest that next time you go into greater depth on why this is different from a modern day audience and society next time?" Mr Farnell recommends to the girl that was sat at the front of the class.

I was always sat in the middle next to Cole with Rain sat behind me. Felix was also sat in the middle row but at the opposite end of the classroom.

"Up next, Emilia." The teacher claps his hands together and rubs his palms together. Cute. Felix is cuter though.

"I don't want to-

"Nah ah Miss Russo you can do it. Just shake the nerves off," that's what they always say but it's lot just nerves is it? When will teachers ever understand?!

"Yeah Emilia! Tell us all about your horrible work," Rain's attempt of insulting me really didn't do anything to damage me.

Take a deep breath. You can do this.

"Issues in society during Elizabethan times which can also be seen in today's society involve women being pushed below a patriarchal society and being pushed below men because they were seen as the superior gender. Women had little to no rights-

"AS IT SHOULD BE! Get back in the kitchen, geek," I remember the blonde haired dude called Kain, Kelsey's boyfriend, shouts in the room causing guffaws from his nasty friends.

"Out. Now." The teacher points to the door. He packs his things up and leaves the room winking at me.

"Continue," the teacher bids his head ag me once he finds the courage to slice the class again.

"Woman had little to no rights and were always forced to work at home and take care of the families or serve the men. Another issue in Elizabethan society was that there was a social hierarchy which was ranked by pay and determined your position on the hierarchy. Still, this issue stands: lower class people are at the bottom of the chain and people who have higher pay are placed higher in this chain." I sit back down with my cheeks blushing red feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over me.

No one could muster up any words. Not even a murmur other than Cole telling me 'congratulations' and Felix giving me the thumbs up.

Gosh I love Felix so much.

"Very nice Emilia. I loved the comparison between today and back then. Excellent work. Very eloquently spoken but I recommend making a third point to push you that extra step forward onto a grade eight or nine. Brilliant."

Cole gives me a high five and a small chuckle to show his impressed expression.

"In fact, we can link this to the non existent feminism in contrast to modern day feminism and how we've moved on from the traditional way of living. Before, women must of been... too scared almost, but now because we've all changed through time, we're opening up to the idea of equality from men being the superiority of society to now being equal and as one. Because if we work together, we're more functional and we can begin to appreciate each other much more!"

Sure... let's go with that.

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"Where's your homework?" My science teacher, whom I do not know the name of so I address her by 'Miss', asks me.

My body is wide awake and I search around the desks for nothing of a kind. I didn't do my homework.

I haven't done any.

"Where is it?" She asks impatiently with his wristed watch on her hip.

I've been so bombarded with stress that I hadn't a chance to do anything at all recently.

Sometimes I'm so stressed with school that I get little to no sleep at night because I can't stop thinking.

"Umm..."

"Did you do your homework? Yes or no?" She flattens out her beige pencil skirt that dropped below her knees.

"Well... I hadn't a chance to do it."

"Why's that?" She glances over the boy's homework that was previously handed in just before me.

"I forgot because I had other homework to do-

"This generation... gosh... they can't do anything right," she huffs whilst she interrupts me and moves onto Cole who chose to sit next to me. He didn't do his homework either but the teacher didn't lecture him. She was probably used to him not handing his homework in.

What does she want me to do? Being stressed all the time isn't what I asked for is it? I do my work in school excellently and try my hardest and I don't want to go home to spend hours on figuring out what the fûck homeostasis is.

Oh wait! I pay attention in class to know what it is. I don't need to do the homework when I already know whats going on!

This day and age has me messed up. Teachers say they do things to benefit the he kids at this school but they only do it to get a pay at the end of the month.

I'm stressed out to the max and I can't do anymore of the many homeworks I have left. I'm drained.

My eyes are heavy and they're purple and blue underneath. Sometimes I feel my eyes rolling to the back of my head because I'm that exhausted. I need to sleep and I can't do it!

Slumping down lower in my seat, I feel guilty when I remember all of the other homework I forgot to do.

"Did you sleep last night? You look tired," he comments, packing my pencil case away for me at the end of the lesson.

"If an hour counts then yeah I did." I reply blankly but I was curious as to why he's changed now.

"That's dangerous: you should sleep more," he tells me almost like he was commanding me to do so. What does he care? Didn't he hate me last year?

"I'll sleep when I find time in my schedule," I slam my books on top of each other and smile at Cole weakly before exiting the classroom and heading out to the canteen.

"Em!" Felix shouts me over so I trudge lazily over to the table. I was forced to sit on the opposite side of Rain and Felix. She was sat skin to skin next to Felix whilst eyeing me up.

"Hi, Emmy," rain mutters.

"Emilia," I cough into my fist to correct her mistake. Only close people can call me by any nicknames of a sort.