Taken away when she was only 5, Bella Morello grew up away from her father and 6 brothers. Now 15 dealing with her mother and step-father's death, she gets thrown back in with her family she never knew existed 10 years later...
Numb. not able to feel any emotions or to think clearly, because you are so shocked or frightened, etc.
As I walked through the door after going to the store because I had to get groceries to make John's dinner before he arrived home from work, I thought I would be entering an empty house.
The local police department stood in the living room of my home talking to themselves but as they heard me walk in they instantly stopped and they all stared at me looking sorrowful.
"Um, can I help you?" I ask quietly, confused how they got inside my house and wondering what the hell is going on.
"Are you Bella Wilson?" One deputy asked me gently, badge name reading "Vincent"
"Yes I am?" I respond but it sounded more like a question than an answer, I look at the other 2 officers, one woman and another man.
"Please sit on the couch honey" The woman officer told me and she stepped forward to grab my hand, she pulled me to the couch and sat down with me.
"Unfortunately you're step-father John Wilson was in a car accident this afternoon" she looks to the side where her colleagues are standing and Vincent nods his head at her. "He didn't make it"
They waited for my reaction, I don't know if they expected me to cry or scream but I just sat still, showing no emotion on my face as I turn to look out the window.
"So does that mean I'm an orphan now?" No emotion in my voice as I look back at them.
"About that, Rebecca come in" Vincent turns towards the kitchen door as a middle aged woman comes in with a folder in her hands.
"Hello Bella, my name is Rebecca and I'm your social care worker" she speaks gently and sits on the couch opposite me.
"You're not an orphan because you will be living full time with your brothers who-" she starts to explain but I cut her off.
"BROTHERS!? Excuse me Miss but you must be thinking of the wrong person because I am an only child! It was just me and my mom growing up and she married John 6 years ago" I exclaim while standing up.
Rebecca looks at me with pity, "I'm sorry darling but you do indeed have other Family in New York and you're legal guardian is your older brother Massimo Morello."
I sit back down and put my head in my hands, John just died merely hours ago, turns out mom lied to me my whole life and I've got older siblings and I'm moving from Arizona to New York to live with a bunch of strangers.
What. The. Fuck.
"You're flight to New York leaves in an hour so when you've finished packing you're bags a car will collect you and drop you off to the airport" Rebecca informs me.
I lift my head out of my hands and stand up, "Okay" I respond weakly and walk towards the stairs.
I don't have much to take with me as John would never allow me to have many personal items, only packing a couple of hoodies, a pair of ripped jeans, a t-shirt and some underwear. I grab my makeup bag with the concealer I use to cover up the bruises on my face.
I walked to the corner of my room where the air vent is and pry it open, I pulled out a box that has my mother's ring inside. For over 2 years since she died I've had to hide it from John so he wouldn't sell it or take it away from me.
I place the box in my backpack with my clothes and open the door, I look back into my room filled with the bad memories, my mattress on the floor with a few blood stains on the sheets, a couple of holes in the wall from John's anger episodes.
Once I'm downstairs Rebecca tells me the driver is already outside, she walks me to the back seat of the car and wishes me good luck.
Yeah I hope there's some luck moving forward.
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