My Princessa - Chapter 1: Chapter 1

No one deserves pain but as for me it's all l've ever been given by my family but what did l do that's so bad to the point that all they've ever done is insult and beat me everyday except the fact that l've done everything to try and impress them ,everything to show them that l am enough , everything to get them to like me but the truth is that l will always be a bastard child to them
"Bastard child" now that's their favourite insult in order to show me that they will never love me and l will never be enough
All l've ever wanted is to be acknowledged as my parents daughter but all they see is a disgraceful bastard child who has brought shame to their family but what could l have possibly done to disgrace my family did l ask to be born
I've always been different from my family especially my strikingly blue ocean eyes which are the biggest reason why my father hates me and part of me doesn't blame him because when me and my father are put together no one would ever believe that I am his daughter infact people have always asked my father if l am adopted, because of that he stopped taking me anywhere because l embarrassed him but how is my fault
As for my mother l am nothing like her either and she despices me because apparently l am the reason why her marriage is broken
My sister's well they hate me because people always said that compared to all the Rossi girls the adopted one is the most beautiful one and my spoit sisters couldn't tolerate that
My father calls me a bastard child because according to him my mother cheated on him and l am the result to that
According to my mother l am the reason her marriage broke but she has never agreed to having cheated on my father and of course my father never believed her quite frankly l don't believe her either ,l mean me and my father are to different to be related
To my family am only their personal maid and punching bag and it hates that l will never be enough for them that is why l have decided that if we get to Italy l am going to find my real father nomatter where he is
I wish my mother could be honest and tell us where he is or who she is bibshe won't but luckily since we are moving back to Italy today l am determined to find my biological father
Despite being 13 years old l am pretty smart for someone my age if l say so myself
My family and l are moving back to itaIy where l was born because my father got an amazing job from one of the biggest company in the world called the De Luca Group which has a chain of hotels , restaurants , casinos, clubs etc and before you ask l did alot of research about the company that hired my father and like a said before l am very intelligent
My father is a successful lawyer born in italy in a small town called San Dionisio Milanese just outside Milan where my sisters were born but my mother and him moved to the city of Rome where l was born in a private hospital called Mater Dei
I was brought from my thoughts by the pilot informing us that the plane is about to land and all my sisters were talking about was visiting all the clubs in Rome talk about spoilt and snobbish, my mother on the other hand was reading a fashion magazine because that's all she does along with those snobbish wives who think that they are better than everyone because they married rich husbands and they call themselves the rich society
My father on the other hand was busy on his computer working pro ly working hard to impress his new boss
And then there's me the unloved one staring at the window ready to start a new life in Italy , ready to find my father the one am not sure l'll be able to find but l will try my best but l don't even know where to start it's not like l could go to my mother and asl her who the hell she had an affair with
Time skip
We landed in Italy 3 hours ago and we have been unpacking our stuff into our 3 bedroom a ment and by we l mean me because the rest of my family is sleeping because they are jet lagged and ofcousrofthe servant will have to do the job before we moved here we had maids and we lived in a big house but father gambled and lost our house so here we are
"Get me a cup of coffee just like l like it stupid girl and don't make any mistakes l am already tired l don't have time for your mistakes and your nonsense" my father Ronan Rossi said as he strutted into the kitchen were l was trying to clean
"Yes father"l replied looking down
"I am not your father bastard"he said as he slapped me and left the kitchen holding my hurt cheak
I closed my eyes and let the tears flow down my cheeks as l slid down and cried , l wasn't crying because of the pain in my cheak but because of the way my father looked at me the way he looked disgusted when l called him father
"my my ain't you supposed to be making dad his coffee "my eldest sister who is 18 Valerie taunted as she and my second oldest sister Valencia stood on the kitchen door smilling
"Tsk tsk tsk l wonder what dad will do if we tell him that you are still sitting here all relaxed " Valencia said as the burst out laughing
Yes my sister's get to call him dad because they are his daughters even the resemblance is clear
"Can l get you guys anything" l said as l stood up dryed my tears and started working on father's coffee
"Yeah l want my clothes washed and ironed today"Valencia said
"Mine too all of them because it was a long journey we wouldn't want them to have caught some dust" of course Valerie had to agree with her sometimes they act like twins except Valencia is 2 years younger than Valerie which makes her 16 year's old
"Can l do them tomorrow , l still have to clean the kitchen and the main bedroom also cook dinner"there's only so much a 13 year old can do but in this house they hardly care that l am still a child too
"I said today sorrellina didn't l" Valerie glared at me menacingly while coming near me slowly and l took a few steps backward
My sister's call me sorrellina in order to taunt me most of the time because they will never consider me their sister
"I am sorry l'll do it " l said as a few tears slid down my cheak
"Urg stop crying it just makes you more uglier than you alredy are"she said wearing a satisfied grin on her face
I dried my tears as soon as they left finished making tea, then went to give father his tea in the study
I cleaned the house ,cooked dinner and while they ate l washed my sister's clothes until it was almost midnight and after that l went back to clean the dishes while l ate some of the left overs because l am not supposed to eat anything without permission and cleaned the living room
It was about 2 in the morning when l finished my work and took my small blanket and found a small corner to sleep in the kitchen
I woke up with someone kicking me repeatedly and somehow I just knew it was my father because he woke up before me
"Where is my morning coffee ragazza " he shouted as he continued kicking me and it hurt so much but that is the reason he did it anyway so that l get hury, so that l regret being born
"I am sorry l'll make it right away"l said as a cried repeatedly asking him to stop hurting me
"You are lucky that l don't want to have any blood on me on my first day or l would have made you pay now go make me that coffee quickly
If being in a family means this much pain then why didn't you make me a orphan God ,why am l the one destined for so much pain ,why can't you just kill me than make me go through this pain everyday of my life, why why why
After a little while l collected my self through all that pain and made my way to the kitchen and quickly made father's coffee and breakfast then he left soon after that l woke my sister's up for school, l never attended school because according to father it was a waste of time and money but the maid back in California were we lived used to teach me that's why l can read and write it's all thanks to them
My mother left a while ago to meet some old friends while l was determined to find my father so l went to the main bedroom to find my bith certificate and voila l found it but they wasn't much on it except the hospital l was born in and that wouldn't exactly help me find my father ,so once again l reached a dead end
After a while l decided to go for some sightseeing seeing that no one was at home
I walked around Rome for a while until it was almost dark and quite frankly l didn't remember my way back home until l bumped into a group of girls who looked my age but of course they were much bigger because l hardly look 13 ,l am shorter and skinner or should l say l am malnourished
The one who fell down when she bumped into me looked furious as she stood up
"Watch where you are going " the one l bumped to said sassily and she glared at me
"You should also watch where you are going though" l told her
"And who do you think you are to talk back to me huh ,do you even know who you are talking to" she said angrily
"Listen l am sorry but l have to go" l told her sincerely because if l didn't get home soon my father is going to kill me and
"No you wait for my brothers to get here l am going to ruin you" she said as she signalled her friends to stand on my way so l wouldn't pass l mean talk about dramatic because all l did was bump into her which is also her fault
"Please l just want to go home l said sorry didn't l "
"Sorry isn't enough puttana" one of her friends said and the one l bumped into started dragging me to the cross the street and even though l was struggling she was obviously stronger than me
Her friends stayed behind as she dragged me with her and as we were crossing we heard people yelling and when l looked forward a car was driving directly towards us