Chapter Eleven

We were back home now and I was in my room watching Lucifer with Luca and Nico, and Giovanni. They were on my bed while I was checking out the guns.

I never thought in a million years I would be holding a gun again because the last one I had Jake took it and that's when all the beating and torture actually started happening.

I smirked at the guns before laying the guns and knives on the couch. I decided to keep the purple gun in my car and keep the black one on me.

"You okay, Sorella? You're staring at those guns pretty scarily." Giovanni's voice rang through my ears bringing me out of my trance.

I nodded and looked toward the three of them. "It's been three years since I last held a gun." I spoke as I picked up the black gun.

"We have a shooting range if you want us to take you to it." Domenico said.

"I still need a tour of the house anyways so, let's do it." I said making the three of them stand up from my bed.

I grabbed the two guns and we walked out of my room and then down th