The last chapter.

Listen, I've had a hard time for the past few weeks. I'm just honestly exhausted and drained. Stop asking me to upload. It takes a long for to write these chapters. They're like 8k words long and it takes hours on end for me to finish them on top of school work. I've got a life outside of Wattpad that I need to worry about. I don't mind you putting a comment asking me to update, just don't take it to my message board and spam me with private messages. You aren't helping me. You're stressing me out even more :( it isn't flattering anymore.

As I'm finishing writing this on 12th, I've had to write 5k words in one sitting. It's not the best. Just stop. If I don't upload them I don't upload and it's for a reason. I'm tired. I've got school. I've got homework. I've got GCSEs on the way. Wattpad is the least of my priorities so don't make it one for me. Wattpad isn't supposed to be a chore. I get little to no time to write anymore since I'm back at school.

But as long as I'm stressed and getting no sleep done so I can upload thats okay right.

I want to cry.

In the end - linkin park

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"I'm a fire,

Don't touch me if you're scared to burn."

Emilia POV.

Lately, everything has just been so chaotic I don't even know what to think or believe anymore. My own dad tried to hurt me because he thought I'd ruin his life.

He did that all on his own when he chose my mum on multiple occasions.

Our house was blown to the dust and everything inside of it. The luxury valuables just turned to ashes and there's just the gram of the house left. The history has gone.

We had plenty of places to stay, it was just a matter of where. Alessandro was stressed about the repairs and how long it would take and how much it would cost. In the six figures he said.

"Mimi you still shot me!"

"It was an accident. I had half a glass wedged in my foot on PURPOSE by Blade that one time and do you see us fighting over it. No offence," I add on delicately at the end and apologise to Blade who mumbles incoherent sorrows.

It was true though, we managed to get over it and now look as us! We're close and we're like best friends! He treats me better because we both love each other.

"I don't care about your foot. I could've lost my life! That was Tyrone's favourite arm too!" Luca takes the cheese from his sandwich and throws it at my face as a call of 'revenge' so I take the cheese slice and slap it on his cheek. The butter worked well as a glue to help it stay. "Fûck you asshole," I push his chest and since he was sat on the arm of the sofa, he falls onto his back.

"Language-

I cut Darci off, "fûck you too. And you. And you and all of you. Assholes. If it wasn't for you guys we wouldn't be in this predicament. Keep your 'men' under control. Bîtchass! I hope you stand on a plug through the night. I hope you stub your toe on the door! I hope both sides of your pillow is warm!"

"So you ruin my sandwich and my dreams? I'm going to tell Tyrone on you! He's going to be a mad dog," Luca folds his arms across his chest as a defence mechanism.

"LUCA WONT YOU SHUT THE FÛCK UP! I don't care what you had for your lunch and I don't care about you being shot! Shut up! Shut up! PISS OFF!" Me and Nummie try to sink as much in the sofas as much as we could to hide away from Alessandro and his anger. Alessandro made us all come to his work so he could keep track of us all.

They've been trying to track Damien down by taking different shifts to go out searching for him. They even went to his house and they were all gone. The house was empty and I don't think he expected me to be alive to tell everyone.

Driving around all night and waiting outside of his house - but he never returned home. He disappeared out of thin air and no matter how hard they tried to find him it seemed impossible.

Though it puts a direct target on my back so I was careful on who I was going out with. I stayed with my brothers all the time so it reduced the risk of someone potentially trying to kill me.

"Sorry, Loopsy Lasandro," Luca shakes his head with a pouting lip quivering. "Sorry, Emilia," he also adds on with a small mumble but I heard his clearly.

"It's okay. I'm sorry too. For shooting you I mean," Luca runs over to me and hugs me deeply and calls me a teddy bear and proceeds to squeeze and wench my organs in his arms until I'm breathless. "I'm sorry. If I were you I'd shoot me too. Just please don't shoot me in the arm next time. That's was Titty's favourite one," he kisses my cheek and pushes himself off of me settling into the tight space between Nummie and I.

Valentina walked through the door with a fresh loaf of bread in an oil stained paper bag with plastic rustles on top of it. She's not been around much lately because she's dating some random guy we met at the park one time. She's always going out to meals with him and to be honest, I missed her. Not seeing her everyday wasn't pleasant but she has her own life now and she's living it.

"Yoohoo, people! Move, you stupid ragazzo. Axel, boy, move your big fatty bum-bum!" She pushed past Axel with her hip moving his out of the way so she could stand in front of me with a hand offering me the loaf of bread. Does she want to go feed the ducks again! We haven't done that in a long time.

It's so serene just sitting back and watching them glide above the water whilst it's raining with the sun setting. There's something so perfect and dreamt about it that just satisfies me.

"Can someone stop that baby from crying? It's drilling my brain out," Elijah growled and huffed in frustration as he looks directly at Mia to do something.

Valentina stared at Elijah with piercing eyes and devil horns, she was also shaking her head in disappointment. "Give me. It takes practice - oh my wow he's heavy isn't he?" Valentina mumbled under her breath and she balanced Tyler on her hip and swayed around slowly muttering a sweet lullaby to him to quiet his screams and thrashes.

Are people really overreacting? Tyler is an adorable baby but I think the chubbier the better on a baby. They're so cute and it give you more to mess with and poke. And when they fall over is the best thing to ever see. Obviously I don't want them to hurt themselves but when it's ok accident and they just randomly trip it makes my day complete.

"The kid just needs to be quiet. It's annoying me," Elijah rolled his eyes and squeezes his now empty bottle of water and throws it in the bin.

The child obviously wants something. There must be a reason as to why he keeps crying. Maybe because of all of the shouting and screaming from my brothers is stressing him out.

"I need some air. You're all stressing me out," Axel with clenched fists, jumps to his feet with a spring to his step and opens the door shutting it quietly.

I pitied him. I really did. Sometimes I feel Mia isn't co-operating with him properly and making things more difficult than what they actually are. She's always ragging him around like a rag doll and draining him of sleep because he's the one that always takes care of Tyler throughout the nights.

Not to mention he works hard all day just for Mia to take his money and dump him with Tyler as she goes out on a shopping spree.

"Asshole he is. He can't do anything right," Mia scoffs with her arms folded over her chest. She was continuously rolling her eyes and throwing her head back in anger and a mixture of frustration.

"If you're so good at parenting then why don't you do it for yourself instead of throwing your child at Axel all the time?" Diego made a sly comment with a disturbed smile that was nasty and evil.

Mia gasps with her mouth wide open enough for a plane to fit through. "Excuse me? I take care of my child all the time! That useless wanker can't even hold his kid without complaining. If anything I'm the one who needs a break. He does nothing for me." She turned he head to face the door to see if he was returning any time soon but he hadn't shown his face again.

"Yeah? Does nothing for you except give you money all day so you don't shout at him. He does nothing but fend for you in everything just so you don't get kicked out of the house. Don't tell me he's done nothing for you when he lost trust from everyone just to stand up for you." With that, Diego was out of the room, Luca following. Mia was silenced but I could see her face and how she was desperate to say something but kept it to herself.

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"Hey Felix are you okay? You look paler than usual. And you're quiet... sup?" I playfully barge my shoulder into his as we walk to our science class slowly. He's been frowning since after our first lesson this morning and he hasn't smiled once.

Poking his cheek, I use my fingers to draw an invisible smile on his face but it drops back to its usual state of sadness.

Sighing lowly, he rotates his body to face me with a sad smile painted on his cheeks without its usual glow. "Rain said she loved me. It's weird. I've never loved her before."

Oh.

THAT OCEAN PISSING RAT!

Did she not learn from her past mistakes?! How hard is it to not ruin everything! Like him all you want, but it's Felix and I who are walking down that isle together.

Trying to keep calm and serene in myself, I urgently ask him what he said: "And what did you say back?"

"I said I don't like you at all. Then she began to insist that she kisses me and it was all disgusting. I've never kissed anyone before," his voice was mellow and soft.

I can change that for you if you like.

"Yes! I mean... that's disappointing for Rain of course," I cough under my breath to cover my laughs.

She tried and she failed. Now never try again. It just baffles me how she thought he'd like her despite him telling her many times to not be mean and a nasty cow but obviously it went through one ear and out of the other one.

"No... it's just... I like someone else and I feel extra guilty because it feels like Im cheating on them."

Is today my lucky day? Is today the day I can finally confess my feelings to him and they be mutual? One can only dream. Whoever he's thinking of must be lucky to kiss his pink, luscious lips.

"It better be me," there was some truth to my foolish words. We both laughed it off but I was extremely hurt he didn't say who it was. Maybe it was me. But he spends so much time with other people in classes too because we've been separated in classes for talking to much.

I can't help that we're interesting.

"Has your brothers found the guy yet who caused the fire? Who was it?" He holds the straps to his bag and we turn another corner getting closer to class. We were undeniably late but we weren't flustered about it.

How do I tell him every single one of my dads wanted me dead. It's the sad truth isn't it? Shawn wanted me dead. Romeo wanted me dead. Damien wanted me dead. Maybe death just follows me.

I'd like to swallow paint and die from the toxic-ness of it, and when my body gets cut open for examining, I want them to see a ray of colours that are mixed together with blue blood. Blood is blue right? Deoxygenated blood I mean? Disagreed are confusing.

Maybe I could die from eating too much grass like a cow.

Maybe I could eat a rock and let it ruin my tummy until I shît out rocks. That would be fun yet excruciatingly painful for me. Imagine just standing over toilet shîtting out rocks. It's something Luca would do.

"Damien. My umm... biological dad."

Felix didn't seem surprised to say the least. He mumbled something about the family being messed up and I couldn't blame him either. My family had a lot of faults.

"Oh so you didn't spawn from the devils spawns spawning balls?" Huh? My mind was fuzzy with his terrible explanation to Romeo not being my dad.

"Nah... I'm still the devil. Just better looking and sexier in every aspect of life. I'm a good person right?" Felix chuckles a nervous laugh that tickled his throat. IM A GOOD PERSON RIGHT?

"Yeah! Right! Totally. No comment! Unless your brothers want to pay for a luxurious funeral for me then I'm okay with- OW!" He rubs his arm that I punched lightly but he was adding to the effect.

"Okay but I'm serious. You're my bestest friend and I'd never leave you," he runs circular motions over my soft cheek.

"FELIX IM SORRY! Please! I can't live without you! Felix just talk to me!"

"Promise me..." He dares with a dark tint or his voice. "You're going to be with me forever."

"FORGET IT! I knew it all along, Mimi. Forget our promise. Clearly it means nothing to you as much and it did to me!" He wiped his tear away and covered his whimpering mouth to contain his wails.

"I promise."

"You promised me, Emilia."

"Pinkie swear?" He moves in an inch closer so our breaths mixed together. I hold my pinkie out for his time connect to mine gently. "Yes."

"Can I call you 'Fifi' or 'lixy?' We're friends right?" I tease him as we walk away from a crowd and decide that class wasn't even worth it anymore because we simply didn't care.

"Call me 'lucky.' My sister always called me it." He smiled in remembrance of his sister but his smile soon turned dark. He misses her so much, I wish I could take his pain away but I'm everyone canvas for healing that I can't take anymore paint.

"Lucky, speak to me. Please. I thought... I didn't think you loved me-

"ALL I EVER DID WAS LOVE YOU! Don't call me that - don't call me at all!" He slammed the door in my face and I drop to my knees crying in my drunken state slurring out pleads for him to come back.

"FELIX! I NEED YOU! P-PLEASE!"

"I love you. You're amazing to me. Gosh why did I never have friends like you before?" He giggles and takes my hand as we run down the halls away from the open view of classes.

"Right... friends yeah," I swallow my heart and screw it up into a ball trying to push away the feeling of rejection despite not even asking him out.

"We should hang out with Cole more often. He can join our friendship group, he's actually a cool person and be bring the best snacks whenever we play fifa. He's offered me some of his dad's weed before but I said no. You can't tell a soul," his cold finger is silenced across my lips so I push my tongue out making Felix squirm.

"Get up. You're better than this."

"I-I can't. He lov- he was my- I can't think any right, my words feel numb." The now blurry figure that was illuminated by the essence of the presence of the neon moon which reflected his silhouette down to me. He was confused by my mumbled slurs of nonsense.

"I said, get up. Now." He rags me to my feet and drags me back but I kept twisting my ankles on the heels that were scraping across the ground. My ankles were grazed and bleeding slightly.

"Cole? Haven't seen him in a while... do you think he's cute? I- I mean do you think he's got a cute personality. I mean do you think he's nice. Yeah... that's what I mean," I wanted to slap myself for being so foolish and splurging out my words like water. That could've been digested in my tummy, it didn't need to be exposed for the world.

"He's nice yeah. We should invite him to lunch with us more often. Kelsey keeps ragging him around like pillow them throws him away the next day. Feel bad for him actually."

"Gosh, Emilia I knew you were pathetic but this pathetic? How many times have I told you to stop crying over boys? Cry over me instead."

"Stop it! Let me go back to lucky!"

He pauses.

He grabs me by the neck and pulls my face to his. "Lucky isn't here anymore. Cry over me instead. I'm the one who doesn't want you. I'm the one who won't fall for you. Stop whining."

"I need him! I- he- I love him too much! He's my best friend!"

"You're drunk. Sleep it off."

"Yeah I'd like that," I walk backwards into the push door to open it for us until we're exposed to the fresh air outside that felt incredible to the lungs.

Sighing beautifully, I take my boxer off and deal it across my legs because we don't want to flash Felix my Hello Kitty to him because then it would really be a Hello Kitty situation wouldn't it? My tights were only sheer and I didn't care that my tights now had running ladders down the thigh from the rough ground.

"It's beautiful isn't it? So fresh and serene; refreshing and quenching to the lungs," I throw my head back to the glistening sun.

"Yeah like me."

"Ugh, AS IF! I'm prettier," I smirk at him through devilish eyes. No one should have this much confidence. Someone gave me too many compliments and now I'm too confident. Confident the better right? No one can stop me. Not even Mia who thinks hot water can stop me.

"Do you think I'm pretty?" I gaze into his evil eyes and pull a finger across his striking cheekbone.

"You wouldn't remember if I told you."

Taking it to offence (jokingly) he kicks his foot to mine and pretends to throw up.

"You know we can fly right? Like honestly just imagine jumping from the top of a building and flying through the city... crazy right?" Excitement shot through me as an eagerness to be happy made me smile.

"Am I good person?"

"Nope! You just loco."

"No, you're just crazy."

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Elijah

"Ally... I think he's here. Look," I nudge my brother who was drooling on his hand because he was so tired and kept falling asleep from the long period of time in the car.

It was late night time and we were taking the night shift outside of Damien's home to see if he was going to return home.

He hurt my baby sister and I won't stop until I see a drop of blood drip from his body.

Did I want to kill him? Maybe. He has a kid and wife that love him so much. No doubt they know nothing about this and are just as confused as I am.

Her dad? It was all baffling to me. I heard Blade mention something to me that day I was with Emilia I'm her room whilst she was resting up and she mentioned something about meeting Damien. It all made sense to me kinda.

Just the part of my mum cheating on Dad seemed such like a lie but it wasn't. She cheated and so did Damien. I was wounded that Emilia wasn't my full sister - more my half sister but that doesn't make her any less of family to me. I have a huge family. Colleagues I even consider family.

"What?"

"He's here- so is his kid and wife. Shït look at them," I get my gun from my pocket and pierce my finger through the trigger hole and press the button to eject my seatbelt.

"Elijah!" He whispers with a low yelling voice calling me back. I pause and wait for him to finish. "His wife and children are there." There was a strong force of empathy raging from his soft words.

He was right.

He's got a family. But then if I don't do anything I'll be a bad brother and be the worst person to exist. "I just want to talk to him." Slowly, taking a deep breath, I leave my hun in my seat and slam the door shut behind me.

Stalking towards the house, I see the wife and son being invested into the boot of the car and pulling out luggage so I snatch this opportunity to lock them outside and have a chat with him.