EroticReverie

Natalia

I hate him. I hate her. I hate everyone. 

I hate my mother and my father, I hate the entire family and the life i've been given. 

I hate that everything has led to this, led to two men being almost killed in my home while trying to protect me, and led to me standing in the shower, crying because the one I liked just screwed some girl instead of me. 

I knew I was being a fool, we'd only been around each other a few days, and I knew it was probably just my need for some kind of positive male attention. I was well aware of the fucking daddy issues I posessed. My father wasnt awful, but he was more a mobster than a father. 

Angrily, I clench my teeth as I stand there, refusing to let myself cry anymore, and I wasn't even sure when I'd started to cry. But I wasn't going to let Luciano Ricci make me fucking cry like a little girl. I'm just emotional from the trauma today I tell myself, thinking about Luca and Leo, and how selfish I was to be in my feelings over their fucking brother when they were laid up in bed. 

I finished my shower and wet to my room. I threw on a pair of pink sweats , a white tank , then a pink hoodie over it that matched my sweats. I slipped on a pair of fuzzy pink slippers and then threw my wet hair up in a ballerina bun and went to check on Leo first. 

He was still asleep, and one of his cuts above his eye must have started bleeding against at some point because he had dried blood around it and down the side of his face a little. 

I walked to the small bathroom in his room and grabbed a fresh wash cloth and ran it under warm water and brought it back to his bed. 

Standing on the side of the bed, I gently pressed the warm cloth to the dried blood, trying my best to be gentle so I didnt hurt him or wake up. His brows moved and he lets out a groggy sound and then his eyes broke open and he looked at me. 

"What are you doing?" he asked angrily. 

I gave a little sigh. 

I wasn't sure why Leo didn't like me. Okay, that was a lie. I knew it was because I was a distraction to his brothers. That he wanted to be here a little as I had wanted them here to begin with. 

"Your cut started to bleed again...I'm cleaning off the dried blood." I say and go to keep dabbing and he rears his had back like a child afraid of being hurt, but I know it's just that he doesn't want my help. 

"Really?" I say looking at him and cock my brow. 

"Grow up" I mutter and reach out and grab the other side of his face gently in an attempt to hold his head still. 

"Just let me clean your face up and I'll leave." I say and he grumbles, his eyes are on me and I ignore him, just studying the cut. 

"So grumpy" I say under my breath but know he hears me and I fight a little smile when he makes a little angry grunt noise in the back of his throat. 

"You try being beating within an inch of your life by angry assholes that think you have shit fuck to do with whatever the hell your dad and mine have been doing" he says and I pause and I look at him now. 

"I'm sorry." I say, ashamed for teasing him now. 

He goes to move and he winces, and I place a gentle hand on his shoulder.  

"Don't move" I say and he looks up at me as his body sinks back into the bed. 

"I need to move. I have to piss." he says angrily. 

I sigh at his cranky demeanor. 

"Let me help you get to the bathroom." I say and then hook an arm around his. 

"I've got it" he snaps and I lose my patience with him. 

"Listen, I know you almost fucking died today alright, but stop being a fucking asshole and quit being stubborn and just let me fucking help you, jesus christ!" I say and his brows lift. 

"the three of you are so fucking irritating" I say angrily and scowl at him. 

For the first time. Leo smiles. It's very slight. But I see it. 

"Fine." he says. 

"You tell anyone you helped me and I'll cut your tongue out." he says. 

I roll my eyes. "Yeah, yeah, got it macho man, now come on." 

It takes a good few minutes before he can even get out of bed, the doctors told them both they were fine to move around but that other than going to the bathroom, they were ordered to bed rest. 

"I got it." he says and goes to close the door. 

"Don't" I say and hold the door open and he looks at me and furrows his brows. 

"Just...don't lock it...incase you fall or something and we need to get in." I say and he nods. 

"fine." he says. 

"Fine." I say and then let go of the door and then walk a few steps away. 

I wait a few minutes , listening to him, and I know he knows im listening because he knows im listening for a fall or for a call of help or something. He pisses for what seems like minutes. I hear the toilet flush and the water run. 

"You good?" I ask knocking on the door when he takes a long time to wash his hands. 

I hear a grunt and roll my eyes and then just wait. 

When he opens the door , I can smell the mint of toothpaste as he hobbles forward, wincing with his steps. 

"here" I say and gently lift his arm over my shoulder. It was silly, he was far heavier than me, but at least I could let him put a little of his weight on me. 

When he's back in the bed  and I've helped him lay back, adjusted the pillows behind him near the headboard so he can sit up for a bit. I sit at the end of the bed past his feet. 

"Are you hungry? I can make you something to eat." I say and he looks at me. 

"Are you going to poison it?" he asks. 

I shrug. "Havent decided yet." 

There it is again, that little smile. 

"Why don't you like me?" I ask. 

He takes a second and just looks at me and I roll my eyes. 

"It's not you. It's the fact I'm babysitting you. It's your father. It's my father. For putting me and my brothers and you in this spot. For putting all of the family in this spot. 

"so...you are like Luciano?" I ask. 

He raises a brow. 

"I mean...you live for this life, and you'd die for it too...even though you don't agree with the things they're doing?" I ask. 

He nods once. 

"Why?" I ask. 

"Loyalty." he says.

"Shouldnt the people you're being loyalty show that same loyalty to those that are doing their work for them? They're half way across the world, and you are all here..." I gesture to him. 

"Paying an ugly price for being loyal to the men who dont deserve it." I say. 

He studies me. 

"It's more complicated than that." he says.

I let out a sigh and roll my eyes. "Of course it is." 

"You know it is." he says. 

I look at him and we just stare at one another in a comofrtable silence. 

"Thank you." I say breaking the silence and look down and pick at a thread on the blanket.

"For?" he asks. 

I lift my eyes. 

"For being here. Even though you got hurt...more than hurt...for not hating me I guess." I say and he gives a little smile again. 

"Do you ever give real smiles?" I ask. 

Smiles makes you weak. 

I roll my eyes. 

"Well that's the biggest load of bullshit, but alright, whatever you say Leonardo." I say and then turn slightly and crawl across the bed and then up along the other side and sit up against the head board. 

"What are you doing?" he asks. 

I shrug and grab the remote. 

"Hanging out." I say and he just stares, but I don't look at him. 

"So were friends now?" he asks. 

I smile to myself. 

"No. Don't worry. I'm not friends with people who don't smile. Plus, I need to check on Luca next, and I'm not ready for him to beg me to give him sexual healing." I say and I feel the slight movement of a laugh and turn my head. 

"there it is" I say with little smile as he laughs, and holds his ribs. I watch to make sure he's alright, and when he stops laughing and lowers his hand, then I look back to the television. 

"What do you want to watch?" I ask. 

"Go to ESPN" he says.

"Ew. No." I say and he looks at me. 

"You just asked." he says.

"Well, you don't want to watch that...have you ever watched Grey's Anatomy?" I ask. 

He rolls his eyes. 

"No, and I'm not about to." he says. 

I give a little laugh. "Funny. Because there's not much you can do about ya gimp." I say and bite my lip, wondering if I shouldnt have teased him.  He turns his head and glares at me playfully. 

"You tell anyone I agreed to this, I'll shave all your hair off." he says and I laugh. 

"Deal."