♥ Chapter 21♥

Enzo D'Angelo.

12:30 '' The Moretti residence. '' Dining room '' Italy.

We were all having lunch, and the twins made me sit in the middle of them.

'' Okay, I've held out for a long time. '' Alex draws everyone's attention.

''What?'' I ask, confused.

''What have you got?'' He asks, looking at me and the twins.

“What do you mean, Alex?” I ask, already getting annoyed. We can't even eat in peace.

'' The twins just pulled you over to sit with them, and you didn't even complain; you just frowned. What's going on between you?'' He asks seriously.

I feel their arms on my shoulders.

''We're trying to win him over. We have a week to make it work.'' They both say it in unison.

My mother chokes on her drink.

'' H-H-How?

I glare at them both, who kiss my cheek.

'' Fuck, stop it. '' I pull their arms away from my shoulders. “They're trying, but nobody knows if it's going to work,” I say dryly.

“It will work, yes.” Luan says, smiling.

I nod.

''Enzo, come with me now.'' My mother orders. I let out a sigh.

I cast an irritated glance at Alex.

''See what your fucking curiosity has done?'' I growl, irritated, and follow my mother out of the dining room.

He doesn't answer, and we go to his room. As soon as we enter, I go to the bed and sit down.

''Is what they said true?'' My mother asks, crossing her arms.

''About them trying to win me over? '' She nods. ''Yes, Mom. They are trying.

She lets out a sigh.

''You've never wanted anyone or let Jessica's twins touch you.

'' Because they're unbearable, Mom.

'' I've never understood why you don't like them. '' I let out a sigh.

''As well as being nosy, they're rude and keep coming into my room without permission.

'' Enzo, I don't know these boys well, but are you sure they really want something serious with you?

That's something I have a lot of doubts about.

I sigh.

''I don't know, Mom. I just know they're trying.


'' I don't want you to do anything you don't want to. I care a lot about you, son. I don't want you to get hurt in the end.

'' I know, Mom, but that's impossible. I only agreed so they'd leave me alone.

'' Klaus told me that you said Luan kissed you. '' I rolled my eyes.

'' Fucking X9. '' I grumble.

'' Watch your mouth. '' She runs a hand through her hair. ''You know your parents prefer not to interfere, but don't do anything bad either.

I look at the floor.

''Why do you judge me so much?'' I decided to ask.

'' What do you mean? '' She asks, confused.

''Everyone only knows how to judge me: ''Enzo, don't do this, and, ''Enzo, don't do that''. I'm tired of it, Mom. Sometimes things happen for a reason. If I've been expelled from school, there are reasons for that, but nobody wants to know why.

'” That's not true, Enzo. We always try to understand what happened to get you expelled, but when they say you were pranked, we ask you, and you just don't answer. What do you want us to do? You never tell us anything.

She approaches me and crouches down in front of me.

''Son, I love you, and that will never change, even if you've been expelled from school. But I want you to talk to me, Enzo. Don't hide anything from me.

She lets out a sigh when I don't say anything.

'' You've changed a lot, Enzo. From a sarcastic boy to someone rude, cold, with no patience, who gets angry easily. What's happened to you?

''What happened to me? Life, Mom, that's what happened. '' I answer and stand up. ''Everyone always spoke badly of you and my parents. They even spoke badly of Klaus. What did you want me to do? Tell my parents so they can kill these people. I can be cold and rude without patience, but I don't want them to die.

''Son, I don't care if they say anything bad about me or your parents,'' says my mother in a calm tone of voice, trying to reassure me. Her eyes reflect a sadness that she tries to hide, but which is evident to me.

''But I care!'' I shout, unable to contain the anger bubbling up inside me. ''I care when they call my mother a whore and a prostitute for being with two men at the same time! I call when they say my mother will burn in hell for being married to two men! I call when they say Klaus looks like a fucking gay! Furthermore, I call when they say my parents are rude and stupid men. '' My breathing is heavy, and I feel my eyes burn as pain mixes with indignation. '' I call... when they say I'm a freak for having two fathers.