This day is going absolutely horrible.

Dad, Elonzo, and Marco are out for business. For two trucking days. I think it's urgent, because they looked quite stressed.

Doctor Will got an emergency, so he's gone since morning. Luciano is not home as usual. Leo is at the headquarters, because he's working from there while Dad, Elonzo and Marco are working from I don't know where. The older twins and Nathan are out for games.

And I'm stuck with Oliver and Henry.

I stared at them bored, as the movie played in the background. I lost interest in it some time ago.

No matter how much I try to not be sad about the adoption, I'm still feeling gloomy. I'm forcing myself to be happy that she got a new home, but I'm sad they had to be seperated.

Not to mention the fact that Angel called about ten times today, because Grace's guardian didn't pick up.

"Did you eat today? Boss is asking about it." Oliver said.

I didn't. I didn't feel like eating.

"Yeah. I did." I said, turning my head back to the TV.

They nodded and texted whoever that boss is back.

Minutes later, I was staring at them again.
"Can you dance?" I asked.

Maybe that would be funny and I would laugh. Then this sad feeling will go away.

"No. But we can play chess, if you want to try some other source of entertainment." Henry said, after he was done chuckling with Oliver.

I shook my head.

"I'll be in the Library. You can grab something to eat and chill here." I said, getting up.

"That'll get us in trouble, Miss Romano." Oliver chuckled. "We have to be with you all the times."

"But you'll get bored watching me read." I said, walking upstairs.

"Don't worry. That's our job." Henry said, simply, following me.

"Fine." I said.

I spent all the time in the library. Henry and Oliver left as soon as the older twins and my twin came home, which was late, after dinner time.

"Did you have dinner, girl-dude?" Ryder asked, sitting beside me on the floor of the library.

"Yeah. How was your day?" I asked, smiling and quickly changing the topic. I haven't done in a long time, I doubt they will suspect anything.

I don't know why I'm doing it again, but the urge to not eat is strong.

"Aww. Do you need a hug? You look sad." Tyler said, already moving forward. He engulfed me in a hug and stayed like that for a minute.

"You ruined my hair, monkey." I said, throwing a pillow at him. I had piled pillows and blankets in a corner, for me to sit while reading. "Go shower. You smell."

"Okay, girl-dude. Chill." Ryder said, chuckling while getting up.

Is Grace really okay?

I got up before I started thinking about it again. I've been doing that the whole day, thinking about if she really was okay. I can't go to meet her yet.  Because one, I don't know the address, two my brothers are busy. Marco said, he wants to go with me.

As soon as I was on my feet, I stumbled back. My head started spinning as darkness clouded my vision.

Ugh. Elonzo will kill me if he finds out I skipped five meals in total. But he won't find out, he's not here and by the time he gets home, I'll be over this.

Yes. I just had breakfast before going to the orphanage. Nothing else till now.

I walked to my room and went straight to bed. I don't want to be awake and answer my brothers, only for them to find out something's wrong.

I hugged my plushie close and let sleep overtake me.

I just want Marco to come back quickly, so I can go meet her. Poor baby must be sad.

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"Good morning, baby." Someone sang, shaking me awake.

"Good morning, Will." I said, smiling at him and looking through sleepy eyes.

He kissed my forehead.
"Breakfast is ready." He said, making me want to throw up just at the mention of food.

I don't want to eat.

"Okay." I said.

But I can't say no to breakfast. He'll find out something is wrong. And the last thing I want to do is add onto their stress when they're so busy working. So, I got up and did my morning business as usual.

Maybe I should try to eat, because it feels like I have no energy left. Everything's a struggle.

"Are you okay, Evvie?" Nathan asked, entering my room, with furrowed eyebrows and worried expressions.

"Yeah." I shrugged, putting my hair up in a bun.

"You know you can't hide it from me." He frowned.

I sighed.
"I'm not hiding anything." I said, getting up.

"Is it about Grace?" He asked, before I could answer, he continued. "Stop worrying about it, Evvie. You're clearly not fine. You're just hurting yourself for a minor thing."

This could've been a minor thing but that little incident where my dark past flashed before me has left me to deal with these suddenly hiked up emotions. Like I'm always on alert again and just being sadder about any situation.

I just nodded.
"Let's go get breakfast." I said, grabbing his hand and pulling him with me, to avoid the topic.

I stopped some steps away from the kitchen door.

"What happened?" Nathan asked, looking at me with worry. "Are you okay?"

I nodded, blinking my eyes, to get rid of the darkness and see again. My head was hurting so bad, right now.

Remind me why I didn't eat?
Oh yeah, I was trucking sad.
How could I do that again?

Guess it's too late now.

That was my last thought, as I felt myself fall to the floor with Nathan panicking and calling for Will.

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I groaned when I finally regained consciousness and struggled to open my eyes.

God! I make bad decisions.

I opened my eyes,trying to adjust to the light.

"Are you okay?" I heard someone ask. I nodded and turned my head to look at them.

"Water?" Will asked, picking up the glass and putting it to my mouth. I drank it slowly, trying not to look at the disappointment showing on his face.

Will sat down beside me on the bed.
"Why are you beating yourself over it?" He sighed, looking stressed himself. More stressed even. There's something happening in the business that they're already stressed about.

I fiddled with my fingers, looking down at them.

"You can go meet her soon." Nathan reassured.

"Doesn't change the fact that they're seperated and sad. Those little kids aren't eating properly. They're not playing or laughing. How could I be happy about it then? Yes she got adopted, but she got separated from her blood and flesh again. Losing your parents is enough, now she's away from her siblings too."

"You not eating and being sad, will not bring her back and let her get adopted again with her sisters." Nathan retorted, looking slightly angered by the situation, which he tried to hide.

"Life is not easy for everyone, honey. She got a home, where she will live a life much like yours, as a normal kid. But if she stayed at the orphanage, she'll will have to juggle between studies and work, so she can be independent as an adult, much like Jay and Elijah." Will said, taking my hand in his, and rubbing the back of it with his thumb.

"I don't know." I mumbled. My emotions are all mixed up.

"Okay, now I'm going to get you some food and you're going to finish it. Okay?" Will asked, with a pointed look.

I nodded. Scary Mom.

Will left, leaving me and Nathan alone.

"It's our fault, we weren't there to check if you ate or not." Nathan muttered.

I refrained myself from rolling my eyes. Not this topic again. I don't need them to babysit me all the time.

Nathan probably catched on, because he now had a slight glare on his face. We've had this argument before.
"You clearly need someone to babysit you, judging by your decisions."

I just huffed and slumped down.

His phone rang. Judging by the look on his face, my ear is going to be dead from the scolding I'm going to get.
"Yeah. She's alright now. Will has gone to get some food for her."

He was silent for a while.
"Will was right. Your baby didn't eat because she was sad. That's why she passed out."

He passed the phone to me. I looked at Nathan wide-eyed and shook my head. I pleaded silently, but he put the phone to my ear himself, because I wasn't taking it.

"Are you kidding me? How could you possibly think that was the right thing to do?"

I released a sigh of relief. That wasn't Elonzo.

"Evelina Romano, you answer me right now or so God help me, if I reach there..." Dad said, in that scary tone, his voice raising a little. I jumped when he said my full name.

Okay. Now I regret it. He's scarier than Elonzo, because I almost never get seriously scolded by Dad and I'm kinda used to a scary Elonzo. But Scary Dad is a big no. As I said before, he's scarier than Elonzo.

I cleared my throat and stammered for words.
"I'm sorry?" I said.

"If I find out you were not with one of your brothers for even a second, you're going to regret it." He said, in a threatening tone, that made me regret everything.

Still, I'm going to sue him for teaching Elonzo how to use that tone and how to scare a poor kid.

"Okay, Dad." I muttered, resisting to pout.

This sucks.

I heard him sigh.
"I was so worried when they told me you passed out. Don't do that again, Evvie." He said, in a softer tone, which he probably forced himself to do. I could still hear the anger in his tone.

I nodded. Just then, I heard him say.
"Do you want to talk to your reckless granddaughter?" Dad asked.

"You want me to talk?" Grandpa asked, in the background.

"If you want to." Dad said.

"Of course, I want to but don't complain later. Because I won't be scolding her. You probably scared her too much. Poor baby."

I stifled a laugh.

"Shut up, little girl." Dad snapped. I put my hand on my mouth, to hold back the giggles.

That was funny. How could I possibly get too scared? I'm brave.

"Now that's rude." Grandpa said, sharply.

"Hey, princess." He said, just a millisecond later. Probably snatched the phone from his son.

"Hey, Grandpa." I said, softly. "I'm sorry."

"Yeah. You gave me a heart attack. I don't wanna die so young." He said. "Please don't do something like that again."

"I won't." I said, guiltily.

"Alright. Bye. I love you." He said, softly.

"I love you too." I said, smiling. Instead of hanging up, he passed the phone to my eldest brother.

Truck.

"You and I are going to have a lengthy chat when I get back. You better have a proper explanation as to how your mind works for you to make such stupid decisions." He said, in that scary tone. I gulped.

"Okay, Dad lite."

Truck! Did I really say that? It came out on its own.

"That's no electronics for three weeks instead of two. Great job. Put them in my room, when you're better." He said, making me groan.

"Okay, Elonzo." I said, burying my face in my plushie.

"Not Dad lite?" He mocked. The audacity.

"No. Bye." I said, sharply.

He chuckled.
"Okay. Bye. I love you. Get better quickly, so you can have a chat with the corner already waiting for you." He said.

Ugh.
"Whatever, Oldie. I love you too." I said, before hanging up.

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I don't know how this came to my mind, but should I publish 'wannabe me' on kindle? I don't know if I'm gonna delete it from here. I don't want to delete it from here but I also want to publish it there.
Just a thought. I don't know. I'm confused.
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