Tainted hands

Chapter 2

"eww, yuck gimme some bleach because this sure as hell is about to give me nightmares." Diego cried jumping on Johnathon's lap for 'protection'. Juan no longer was giving our parents the disgusted look but now was looking at Diego with utter repulse. I stifled a few giggles as I got myself a pancake and berries.

"Ok kids eat your breakfast," Papa said chuckling to himself as he laughed at all of my brother's expressions.

"How the hell are we supposed to eat when my own parents scarred me for life." Diego cried out clutching his heart. I rolled my eyes and took a bite of my pancakes savouring the delicious sweet taste what melted in my mouth.

"well if you aren't going to eat it... I Will." Juan stole the pancakes off of Diego's plate before he could react.

"Hey! I was going to eat that." By now my parents are scowling and half glaring at Juan for starting a fight so early in the morning. I for one was just eating and watching the chaos unravel. Johnathon being the closest and the peacemaker sibling in the family slapped both of their heads. "stop fighting and get over it! there is still plenty of pancakes left." Diego mumbled words under his breath as he got four more pancakes and made himself a stack.

Brothers... I have no idea why people want them... they stink, there loud, there overprotective and more importantly they eat like actual pigs. Sometimes I think me and mum are the only normal ones in the house. Dad can be just as bad and I and mum can't help but laugh as we see dad stuffing a whole pancake in his mouth.

"Papa!" I exclaimed loudly shaking my head. He looked at me and gave me a dumbfounded look furrowing his eyebrows. "What?"

Every time I was a kid and introduced my friends to my dad and family they all got terrified. Which I don't understand at all because when I look at my dad he just looks like a soft cuddly bunny.

"Have you taken your inhaler yet?" Mamma asked giving me a worried look. I sighed loudly and played around with the berries on my plate. My family is constantly on my back about doctor's appointments and taking my medicine. What they don't realise is that I haven't had any breathing problems since I was like 7. I am more than sure that I have grown out of that but they don't see that.

"I will when I go back to my room."

My favourite head maid Mary walked in and collected everyone's plates. "morning Angelina are you finished?" I wished to say no so I could eat more but I can't so I just gave her my plate and smiled. "thank you, Mary."

Just as I was about to dismiss myself my father stopped me and my brothers so we stayed seated. "Tonight, we are having family dinner at the Moretti's mansion." I wanted to groan and complain because on the inside I was throwing the biggest hissy fit but to stay the little miss perfect 'mafia princess' I simply smiled and nodded.

Juan scoffed and Diego slumped his shoulders in defeat and I could see a slight frown appear on John's face. "mamma why are we meeting them tonight, and not next week like always?" John asked calmly asking the question of what was laced through all of our minds. Every single second bloody week we meet with all of our cousins at the Moretti mansion and sometimes our house.

"Do not question it but we are meeting them because we have some new urgent business we have to discuss." This perked my curiosity and it must have caught my brother's attention as well because they had the same expression I did. "what business?" Juan asked narrowing his eyes.

"we will not discuss this in front of your mother and sister. We will talk about it after in my office." I scoffed loudly and rolled my eyes before standing up not bothering to hide my frown. If my father wants to be a sexist jerk like the rest of them then so be it.