( A/N hey guys🥰 I am feeling better now, thank all of you guys for your sweet comments. They meant alot to me😭 like yall are really sweet. ‼️Also, ⚠️ warning ⚠️ this chapter has mentions of abuse and sexual assault, if you are disturbed by this you may skip this chapter‼️‼️)
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Valentina's POV
"Now Valentina, tell us how you got those bruises"
To play dumb or to not play dumb. That is the question.
Welp, play dumb it is.
"What are you talking about Dad?" I say in the most confused tone I could muster up.
"Knock the act off Valentina and tell the truth" Vincent says in a stern tone.
See I'd keep this act up if my Dad and Vincent weren't so freaking scary.
If I'm being honest, I didn't want to tell them because I was afraid. Afraid that they'd call me weak and disgusting. Afraid that they wouldn't want me anymore. Even though I've only known them a short while, I loved them with all my heart. I haven't gotten any form of affection besides from Tristan In my entire life. I wasn't ready to let them go.
I take a deep breath.
"If I tell you, you have to promise me that you'll tell the others only when we're at home and when I'm not in the room. I don't wanna think about it after I tell you guys" I say trying to keep my voice from cracking.
"Ok" Dad and Vincent say simultaneously.
"Ok so, ever since I could remember Mom would always abuse me. It started off as verbal, but when he appeared, it shifted to physical abuse" I say shivering in disgust.
"Who's 'Him' ?" Vincent questions.
"My stepfather, David Angelo" I explain.
Dad and Vincent nod their heads, indicating for me to continue.
"The first time she hit me I was 13 years old, she slapped me all because I told her that I didn't Like David. David would always sneak into my room while I was sleeping, and he'd just.. just watch me. One time I woke up and saw him. He slapped me and told me not to tell Mom and if I did, something bad would happen. And me being me, I told her. For once I thought she'd be a mother and comfort me, but instead she threw a fu*king pan at me. Thankfully I dodged it, but she grabbed me by my hair and dragged me to my room, calling me a liar" I say starting to get angry at the memory.
"After that David came home and she told him everything that I said. That night, he came into my room..and-and he-" I struggle to get the words out.
"He started t-touching me. A fu*king 13 year. I screamed loud enough for Mom to hear. David started panicking and he grabbed my neck telling me to shut up. My Mom finally came into my room. David stopped choking me and I kept coughing and gasping for air. Mom finally asked me what happened and I told her, while I was still trembling with fear. I will never forget the words she said to me that day. 'Its your fault' she told me. David stood behind her smirking at me. I felt completely crushed that day. But she was right, it was my fault. If I wasn't so weak, I wouldn't still be feeling his hands on my body in my nightmares" I say sobbing into my hands.
"But its ok, because after that day I signed myself up for self defence classes, and every time he tried to do something to me, I'd fight back" I say cracking a smile.
As soon as I was finished talking, Vincent engulfed me in a bone crushing hug.
"You are far from weak, you are the strongest person possible" Vincent says as his voice cracks.
I immediately start crying again. I needed to hear that.
I then hear Dad stand up and hug me as well.
"Im so sorry Bambina" He says chocking on a sob.
"Please don't send me away, I know I'm disgusting now that you know the truth, but please-" I say frantically.
"Hey! Valentina!" Vincent says grabbing the sides of my face, forcing me to look at him in the eye.
"We are never sending you away, nor do we find you disgusting. You are the most beautiful and strongest person I know. You are also my baby sister. I will never send you away. You are not going anywhere" Vincent says wiping my tears with his thumbs.
"Ok" I say nodding my head slowly.
"Valentina, I want you to know that even though I have failed you before, I will not fail to protect you from anything that poses a threat to you now. I swear I will protect you from any and everything" Dad says grabbing my hand.
"Thanks Dad" I say pulling him into a hug.
Me, Vincent and Dad spend a while hugging. They both told me how proud they were of me for being able to tell them.
This felt..nice..it felt like I had a weight lifted off my shoulders. It felt like they cared about me.
"Alright, lets ask the doctor if we could take you home" Dad says releasing me from the hug.
I just nod my head not wanting to speak.
I wonder bow the rest of my brothers will react.
"Wait. Val, you didn't tell us how you got the bruises on you ribs" Vincent says.
"Oh, well the morning they got into the car accident, David kicked me repeatedly in the ribs" I say shrugging my shoulders.
"If they weren't dead I'd kill 'em myself" Vincent says cracking his knuckles.
You and me both buddy.
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