I headed back down the stairs and to my surprise everyone was gone. Only Armani sat  at the table with his head in his hands.

"Where did everyone go?" I asked.

"They left." He said.

"Yeah but why?" I asked.

"Because they were tired of my sister's pity party Amalia." He looked up at me with slight anger and I took one step back.

"Pity party? Is that what you're calling it? She's pregnant and she's in a abusive relationship and you're saying it's a pity party?"

" She did it to herself." He said as he got up and headed for the stairs.

"You know what Armani. I would suspect you to be more caring and concerned considering that it's your sister."

He turned to me and walked so quickly to me pushing me up against the wall and grabbing my hands roughly.

"Watch what you say to me." He said through clenched teeth.

"Get off me!" I tried to push him off but his grip only became tighter.

Tears formed in my eyes. "Stop Armani that hurts."

Next thing I knew he raised his fist and started punching the wall repeatedly beside my head.

I screamed in terror. I've never seen him like this and it scared me to my core.

Elena came running down the stairs.

"Armani stop it!" She yelled.

He ignored her and continued to punch the wall and held me tightly.

"Armani stop it! You're going to hurt her!" Elena ran up to him and shoved him which he shoved her back and she fell to the ground.

"Hey!" I yelled before pushing him off of me and helping Elena up.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!?" I yelled.

He seemed to calm down and then he looked at me.

He tried reaching for my hand but I slapped it away.

"Don't fucking touch me!" I spat at him.

He pulled at his hair before turning and going upstairs.

I looked at Elena and she shook her head,

"Father must have gotten in his head."

A/N
Yes I'm aware that this chapter is short but you got two uploads back to back and I'm exhausted. Anyways the next chapter will be Amalia's and Armani's pov. Until then my lovelies❤️