2p!Italy x child!reader- Family love(part 6)

"Well if you just wanted a damn dog, you could've just asked for one instead of jumping out of cars in the middle of the city!", your dad argued at you.

You kept your head down. "Sorry..." Your eyes peeked towards him. "That girl..."

"....What about her?"

"...I don't like her. The next time I see her, I plan on killing her", you plainly tell him.

"W-what for?"

You looked up as it sounded like your dad was against you doing it. "Because I don't like her. Reason enough, right? Why?"

"Nothing...I just thought she might've did something to you"

"No. I just don't like her...You like her still, don't you Luciano" You try to have your eyes meet his but he avoids the contact. You lower your eyelids then grab your bear and cuddle it as you look out the window. "I wanna go home now"

"(name)"

"I wish to return home now. I have studies and I'd much rather be doing that then having this conversation. Take me back home please"

"...Alright then"

"Thank you", you mumbled.

Once returning home, you walk directly to your room. "Thank you for taking me out. I'll most likely be in my room for the rest of the day. See you tomorrow then", you end with on your way up the stairs. You close your room's door then hide your bear in the closet. That was where you would keep your bear when you didn't want to talk to your mom. She could still hear you but you couldn't hear her which was all that really mattered.

You huffed then slammed yourself down onto your bed. You crossed your arms and just stare at the blank wall ahead, thinking of that girl. "What does she want from me? She's already taken everything!" She could fight, she listened, and wasn't afraid to kill somebody. No wonder why your dad still loved her. You, on the other hand, knew enough to protect yourself and didn't have the strength to actually take someone's life. You couldn't even stand to watch your dad when he beat the workers. You argued with him often too. Even though you never tried to, it just happened. You couldn't compare to her.

You grab a pillow and throw it at the wall before taking another one and rubbing your face against it and throwing your head back, causing you to lay down. "How could she possibly know me?! No one knows me! I'm practically non-existent!...Al's the only one who knows about me. Did he...talk about me?" You chuckle to yourself a bit. "It's nice to think that someone knows I'm a person. I don't believe he remembers me though. I don't think he cared enough to...I wasn't an-...What was I to him?..." As the thought spun around in your head, you decided to ask your mom. You swung your closet door open. "Ma. Who was Al to me and you?"

She was very quiet, almost as if she wasn't there. "Ma?....Ma?! A-are you still there?!"

"S-sorry. Yes..."

"Why didn't you answer me?..."

"...Because...I don't wanna talk about it"

"Why not?" You sat on the floor and brought the bear closer.

"I just don't, (name). L-lets talk about something else"

"Mama, tell me. Were you and Al dating?"

"Oh god, no! I wouldn't actually date a thug like him!"

"...But you dated a mafia leader like Luciano?"

"...T-that's different!"

"How so?"

"Hey! Lets play a game! It's called, 'lets-not-ask-mom-anymore-questions'! Ready? Go!"

"Mama!!"

"Aww. You used to fall for that one when you were younger"

"Who was he?! Is he related to us?"

"Nu-uh"

"Was he...just a really good friend to you?"

"Uhm...Lets just say...we knew each other"

"How did you meet Al?"

"Wow! All these questions today. Such...deep, personal questions. Lets take a nap together! Come on, cuddle mama"

"Oh! It can be like storytime!"

"I-I didn't me-"

You pick up the bear and race back to your bed. You lay down and get comfortable under the covers and put your arm firmly around the bear. You look in its big, black and plastic eyes with a smile. "Ok ma. Tell me the story"

"...(n-name) I..."

"Mom?...Are you ok? It sounds like you're going to cry" You sit up."Mama. I-if it makes you cry, you don't have to talk about it to me. It's not that important. It's not like I'll ever see Al again or anything"

"You're going to find out eventually"

"Then lets just wait for eventually, ok? I won't push" You pat the bear and give a soft smile. That's when your door was opened. One of the house guards entered your room. "Yes?"

"Boss told us to watch after you for awhile"

"Us? Is there someone outside of my door too?"

"Yep"

"What for?"

"We're not allowed to tell you. He just wants you to stay in your room for awhile"

You huffed, "Is someone here?"

"We're not allowed to tell you"

"How dare he do something like this to me! I'm old enough to know about whoever comes through that door!" You quickly stand to your feet. "Move!"

"What?"

"I said, move! I'm going to go talk to Luciano"

"I told you, you can't leave here"

"And I told you to move! Ugh! Treating me like a baby!" You stormed off to your night stand where you began getting your weapons ready. "Must've got me fucked up. I'm not hiding in this room!"

"(n-name)! Just calm down. Put all that stuff away"

"I am calm!! Don't you hear the calmness in my voice?! Now I am making the damn rational decision to leave this room, go down those steps, and tell Luciano that I will not stand for being locked in my room and looked after like some kind of dog he doesn't want barking at company!!", you ranted as you were putting bullets in your pocket gun. "Now out of my way", were the last words you grumbled to him.

He rolled his eyes. "Damn. Got a temper just like your dad"

"I don't have time for your comparisons!" You push pass him but he grabs both of your arms, having you drop your gun, and position them behind your back. "Let go of me!"

"I'm sorry (name). I can't let you go. I feel really bad for having to do this to you but you know Luciano. If I let you go after he told me to keep you here, he'd kick my ass"

You put your left foot in the air then swing it down roughly and at a fast pace, having gravity do the work of revealing the knife you were able to hide in the sole of your shoe. It kept from slipping out, as the handle was longer than the slit in the sole. The thing was, you could reveal the knife in your shoe if you used enough force to get it out but you couldn't get it back without taking off your shoes and doing it with your hands.

You move your foot back to have the metal rub up against his pants leg. You never thought you'd actually get a chance to try and use the knife you put in your shoe as an experiment. "I feel really bad for having to do this to you too. It's just a little experiment I did with my shoes but it's stable enough to stab you to let me go. Which way do you want to do it?" He was hesitant but soon lets you go. You get your gun back from off the ground then point it at him as you slowly move to the door. "I'm really sorry...", you apologize before kicking your shoes off since they were now uncomfortable to walk in and unsafe as well. Then you left.

After you get out of your room, you point the gun to the one outside your door. "Nothing personal towards you; it's towards Luciano. Where is he?"

"Down stairs, in the living room", he admits to you.

"Tch...Keeping me in my room like I'm four again...I'm sorry you had to be involved in this. I'll try my very best to make sure neither one of you are hurt by him because of this", you promised before hiding the gun behind you, in your pants and running off to the stairs. 

When down, you make the journey to the living room. Before going in though, you just peek. It seems he was talking to two people. One looked a bit like your dad but they had many differences as well. For one, the other man was blonde but he had the same eyes as your dad. His clothes were very flashy though but you kind of liked his style. Sitting next to him was a boy. He looked a bit older than you. He had reddish hair and freckles right under his lime green colored eyes. 

You didn't know why but you felt as if your cheeks got a little warm after seeing him. You suddenly wanted to seem calmer and more relaxed than you really were. You took a few deep breaths then walked calmly into the living room. "Luciano. I don't want to be locked in my room like that again"

"Oh my god, it's a child!!", the blonde exclaimed and kind of made you jump. "Are you kidnapping kids again?!"

"I don't feel safe here!", the ginger raised his hand and made known.

"W-what? I-I don-"

"Damn it, (name)! You said you were staying in your room!"

You felt a little insulted by the tone of voice he used at you. "Well I was until you decided to try and lock me up there and hide me!"

"I was hiding you for a reason!"

You gasp audibly. "Y-you were really trying t-to hide me?!"

"No! (name)! Not like that!"

"Who is she?", the blonde man questioned.

"Lets just pray she's not his girlfriend"

"W-what?! No! I'm his daughter!"

"Daughter?!", the two chorused in a shock.

"Yes! My name is (name)"

"Why! Didn't! You! Tell! Me?!...I have a niece!!"

"A w-what?!" The strange man hugged you tightly. "A-ah!! I-I don't understand!"

He places you down and you noticed he had the widest smile you've seen in a while. "I'm your uncle Flavio!"

"M-my uncle?...D-dad?"

"...He's my older brother"

"How old are you?! When's your birthday?! Omg, you look fabulous in that dress! Yay!! My niece has fashion sense! I'm so proud! Oh gosh!! I can't wait to take you shopping and do your hair and when you get older, I can help you with your makeup!"

"I-I have an uncle?"

Your dad grabbed him by the back of his shirt. "Aaaahhhh!! Y-you're gonna wrinkle my clothes!!!"

"Come here you fucking idiot. I gotta talk to you. (name), stay here"

"B-but d-"

"Please...Just wait alright?"

"...Ok" He left after that with the man whining about his clothes the whole time. You glance over to the boy who was still in the room with you but when he looked over and caught you looking, you quickly looked away and began fiddling with the collar on your dress. "U-uhm...H-hi"

"Hey"

"Uh...W-what's your name? Mine is (name)"

"Call me Peter" You nod to him. "So are you actually Luci's kid?"

"Oh. Yes. I'm his real daughter. I've been living with him since I was four"

"Where's your mom?"

"She's dead. She died when I was four. That's why I came here. She said she had a heart attack"

"...I'm confused. She told you?"

"Huh?....O-oh! I mean Luciano told me!" You actually forgot that you couldn't tell people that you could still talk to your mom through your bear. You realized awhile ago that other people found it creepy after you tried to tell one of the house maids about it. "Are you my uncle's kid?"

"Oh hell no. My parents sent me with him for punishment"

"Why's that?"

"I was fucking up so they sent me to spend the day with him. Luckily, this other chick named Dyah wasn't with him. Thank god she wasn't. That would be just cruel and unusual punishment"

You giggled a little at his statement. "So uhm...Have you ever been here?"

"Nah"

"I-I can show you around...I-if you want"

"Alright" He pats the top of your head. 

Your cheeks tint as you look down then you begin walking off to the dinning room. "This is the dinning room. It's really big. I never felt that it needed to be this big"

"Doesn't everything look too big when you're small? How old are you anyway?"

"I'm nine. How old are you?"

"Fourteen"

"O-oh...Are you hungry? I can get someone to get us something to eat"

"What do you mean?"

"Come with me" You take his hand then go on your way to the kitchen. There, you saw your teacher/chief/caretaker lady. "Good afternoon~!"

"Hello (name). (name's) friend", she bowed her head to you. "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Me and Peter are hungry. Could you make us a small snack?"

"Right away"

"Thanks~! We'll be walking around so just leave it on the table"

"Alright"

"Thanks T.C! Come on Peter. I'll show you my room" As you went towards the stairs, you felt him poke your shoulder.

"Who was that?"

"Oh! That's my teacher/chief/caretaker lady. I just call her T.C. for short. She helps me with everything. Oh and when we get to my room, the men standing in front of my door are the guards. They watch me sometimes but I don't like when Luciano makes them babysit me"

"You have guards?"

"Uh-huh" In front of your door, you pat one of the guards on the arm. "This is one of them. Where'd the other go?"

"Eh. I'm not paid to watch him"

"You didn't even know where I went and you're paid to watch me", you snickered.

"Hey. Hey. I knew you were still in the house, that's all that matters"

"Anyway! This is my new friend Peter! Did you know I had an uncle named Flavio?!"

"Well yeah"

"How come no one wanted to tell me this?!"

He shrugged, "...You never asked"

"Rude!" You grab your door knob.

"Wait. Wait. Where you two going?"

"My room...I'm just showing him around the house while I'm waiting for Luciano! N-nothing more! He's much older than me and I'm nine, thank you!!"

"Yeah, I know (name) but I'll still be right here just encase"

"Do as you please but I'll be fine" You opened the door then realized the mess you left in your room. "D-damn it! I forgot!" Some of your knives were lying around on top of your night stand, others were on the ground. Your mom was just positioned against the wall, on your bed. You had shoes just tossed here and there. You hit your face with your hand. "S-sorry about my mess"

"You sure do...have a lot of knives"

"Yep and guns" You took your pocket gun out from in your pants. You opened your night stand drawer and began putting up your weapons.

"Wow. You remind me of (poppet)"

You stopped at the name and dropped one of the knives, almost cutting your foot. "S-shit"

"But you cuss more than she does"

"S-sorry" You pick it back up and put it with the rest. "Y-you know her?"

"Yeah, You do too?", he answered as he walked over to your bed and picked up your bear. "You sleep with a teddy bear?"

"N-no! I-I don't sleep with it!" You could hear your mom panicking and asking you who this was. You couldn't answer her right now though. "My mom gave me the bear. I just..keep it on my night stand! G-give it!" You take it back and place it nicely on top of the stand. "Anyway"

"Hey...Your name was (name), right?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"...I can't believe I forgot that fast. She just told me about it today"

"What are you talking about?"

"Nothing. Lets go"

"Uh...but"

"Don't worry about it" He takes your hand and you feel your heart skip. "Come on"

"O-ok", you stumbled out and grinned at him as he walked you out of your room. "L-lets go back down stairs. I-I probably wasn't suppose to leave the living room but hopefully Luciano isn't back there yet"

"If he's your dad, why do you keep calling him Luciano?"

"Hm? Oh that? When I was younger and you know, could finally pronounce words correctly, he told me that he wanted me to call him by his name. So that's what I started doing and eventually stopped calling him dad all together, but now he wants me to start calling him dad again. He's very confusing but if that's what he wants..." You make it back to the living room and look all around. He wasn't there yet. You sigh in relief then sit on the couch. "Made it back...but I wonder what he's talking to that other man uhm...Flavio about"

Peter came and sat next to you. "I don't know. He probably won't tell me shit anyway"

"I'll go get our snacks off the table. Be back" You ran off after that. When you got back. You held two plates. "I forgot we had cake in the house! Would you like some?"

"Yeah. Sure" You sat down and both ate together. You liked hanging out and talking to him.

Soon the two of them came back to the room. Your new uncle raced over and sat on the other side of you. "So! Your name's (name), right?"

"Yes"

"And I hear you want to get into the family business like your dad"

"Yes!", you nod enthusiastically. "I'm learning now and plan on being a boss too!"

"Oh! Big dreams for such a cute little girl"

"Uh-huh but I'll make it happen because I'm Luciano's daughter and soon everybody'll know it just by looking at me!"

Your uncle smiled to you. "I can tell you are by your personality but I also see a lot of your mother"

"You knew my mama?"

"I met her here and there and knew a few things about her but I never knew she had a kid and never would've guessed that the kid was my brother's!"

"I never would've guessed that you were my dad's brother"

"And I can not believe that you did not tell me about this amazingly awesome child for five years!! She was here for five years!"

"Well excuse me for not wanting to send you a text about it after you fucking blew my house up!"

"That is the past! Let it go! It was one time!"

"You were there when Luciano's house blew up?!", you exclaimed.

"Long story. No need to tell it now", he waved his hands side to side as if to fan the thought away. "Important thing is that you finally know your family! Well except for Toni"

"Screw that fuck up! I hope he gets shot in the back while sucking dick in a ditch somewhere for money!"

"T-those are really explicit words in front of kids!", Flavio fretted.

You and your dad shrug, "So?"

"But who's Toni?"

"He's your uncle too but he's not as close like me and your dad are!" You looked over to your dad and he lazily flipped your uncle off. "See?! He cares enough to respond to me!"

"I really hate you"

"Cares enough to argue~! Just like brother's do! See, if Toni was here, he wouldn't even be talking"