Isabella Agosti [Slow Updates]

T H I R T Y

Er, I slept for the whole day. It's now morning, Wednesday morning to be exact. It was dark in my room, the moody, grey clouds blocked the sun from showing its pretty morning colours.

I had to shake my dog awake since he was laying on my legs and I needed to pee. After I did that, I got dressed and smiled to myself. I was feeling so much better after that long ass sleep. My limbs no longer hurt and I feel great.

Grinning my way down the stairs, I come to the kitchen, ready to gobble down some fruit. I love fruit because it's so healthy and delicious. I grab an apple from the bowl on the counter, banana too and finally some strawberries from the fridge. Then I cut them all up, into bitesized pieces and chuck them in a small bowl with a fork.

"Look at you," Someone awed, making me jump a bit and face the person.

"You scared me," I gasped, placing my hand on my beating heart for empahsis. "And yes, I can cut up fruit." I sassed.

Luca smiled and shook his head, "It's just that the boys never make themselves anything, I always have to do it for them. I'm glad you can make yourself food though, one less job for me." I smilled at that.

"Well then, you're most welcome." I dramatically curtsied and took my bowl with me to the dinning room.

It's peaceful in here, the chandelier twinkling with the help of the electricity and the drapes covering the windows hang like they're proud to be there. They must be old though, looking like they come from the medieval times; the intricate designs of the stitching and the beautiful, rich blood red colour that coats it.

Although they almost make the room look out of place, they stand out with pride and confidence. How much more beautiful could this house get?

I hummed happily as I ate, legs swinging a bit and Bear on the chair next to mine. He's so cute, sitting next to me like a human.

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It's evening now and I've done fuck all today. I'm anxious about when someone comes to tell me about school starting for me again but I really need to know. I want some normality back in my life.

As I turn the fifty-sixth page of another book, the door to my room opens slightly and a head pops through the crack. "Can I come in?" Angelo asks, already stepping into the room. I gesture for him to do so.

"Sorry I haven't come to tell you about this sooner but I've been at work all day," He starts off. I nod in understanding and mark my page, closing the rearranged dictionary.

Sighing with fatigue, he continues, "I think you should start school again, I don't want you missing out on too much learning and you shouldn't really be sitting about doing nothing all day. It's not good for your health." He makes sure I listening as he turns to me.

"The school is a public one so you don't have to wear a uniform but you will go to the same one as Rome. I've already spoken to him about it and he has agreed to help settle you in, and assist you with help you may need." He takes a breath. "Now, about your dog," Angelo looks to him. "The school knows about your situation and are absolutely fine with it, so no need to worry about that. Also, you'll be starting on Monday."

That lifted a lot of stress off of my shoulders, knowing that the teachers will know of my situation and when I'm beginning there. "Okay, thank you," I smile and he smiles back. We sit in silence for a minute.

"Do you have any questions?" He glances at me as he gives Bear a stroke. I shake my head, him already having answered them. But then I think-

"Oh, erm," I cough not knowing how to phrase the question without sounding weird. "I've read online that you can take medication to help with the seizures. Do you think I-"

I'm cut off by the door opening again, Elijah coming in this time. His face resembles someone who has just received a gift.

"Sorry, but I just picked this up and wanted to give it to you straight away." He comes over to me, opening up a prescription bag and taking out a bottle of pills.

Angelo nods in consideration and gives our brother a bit of room to sit on the bed with us.

"So this is some medicine to help reduce the frequency of seizures. It's obviously your first trial run so we don't know if it works or not but here," I still have a glass of water on my bedside table from earlier so when Elijah hold two pills in his hand for me to take, I gulp them down with the liquid.

How the hell can people swallow pills without water? Like what planet are you from? It make me shiver thinking about it.

"I'll just go out these downstairs, okay? You'll need to take two every night, I'll be picking up some day ones soon too." He smiles and heads out again.

I turn to my eldest brother and it seems he has previously been looking at me. He raises and eyebrow, smirking. "Did that answer your question?" I nod meekly, slowly slinking into my quilt. I feel tired, sleepy even. I dare say those pills have kicked in already but that'd be absurd, right?

Drugs do make you sleepy, don't you know? Stupid girl.

I shake my head at myself, wanting to sleep now. Angelo seems to catch on. "Why don't you go brush your teeth while I make your bed warm? Hmm?" Suprised at his offer, I mindlessly do as he says, worried if I deny it, he'd get upset.

My bathroom lights are stupidly bright, like why?

Having a clean, new brisled brush was tragically sad to be happy about but after having the same worn out on for over a year, it felt nice to me. So I brushed to my hearts content, moving the brisles across each tooth and every inch my my gums for a full three minutes.

I decided to piss too.

I walk back out, quickly stepping into the ever so fancy closet to change, then make my way back to my bed where Angelo sat where I was not five minutes ago.

"Ready?" He smile a soft smile, patting the now empty space that looked warm from him sitting on it. I nod once again, blushing and pushing out a 'yeah'.

Snuggling into the heavenly-like comforter, Bear plops beside my head as my brother secures me into bed, tucking my in tight. He almost chuckles as he does so, finding something funny about this.

Almost as if reading my mind, he says, "I missed putting you to bed all these years. It'd mostly be me because mom was snoring off before you were and dad was at work. I didn't mind though, looking after you. You were an angel." His words bring tears to my eyes and I have to blink rapidly to get rid of them.

"I'm sorry," I whisper, not sure why though. He catches it and frowns.

"Why are you sorry ba- sweetheart? You have nothing to appologise for." I ignore his slip up and continue to stare at my dog.

"I don't know..." I still whisper, eyes drooping a bit. Angelo sees this.

"Don't ever appologise for something you didn't do, alright?" When I don't answer he grabs my attention by grasping my shoulder. "Got it, tersora? Ever." Feeling obliged to agree, I do. He nods in aprovement. "Goodnight, sorella." He kisses my forehead briefly and before I could register it, he'd gone.

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