The Broken Angel & Her Overprotective Brothers

"I'm seriously amazed after seeing your talent in self-harm. You ended up reopening most of the cuts. Do you have any idea that this is the second time I have to hurry over here in the middle of the night to tend to your wounds? At this rate young lady, I'll end up with huge dark circles under my eyes and you will be responsible for ruining my handsome face."

I could not help the slightest twitch that appeared on my lips even though my mood was so down that it was impossible for me to even smile.

The young doctor who was treating my wounds had been complaining from the very moment he entered the room.

Looked like he was really worried about getting dark circles.

After looking at his handsome face which was accompanied by dark black hair and deep brown eyes, I could tell why he was worried.

He had a face that was perfect for magazine covers. Rather, here he was, wasting his precious sleeping time in taking care of a useless person like me.

"Sorry."

I mumbled in a barely audible voice as I felt a little guilty for making him work at 1:45 a.m.

At the same time, I was feeling relaxed because Domenic decided to call his doctor friend home rather than taking me to the hospital.

I hated hospitals and doctors. Because whenever I needed to visit a doctor or was admitted to a hospital, it was because I was suffering.

The hospital and doctors reminded me of the pain that I had experienced in the past. It made me felt sick.

It was a good thing that Doctor Sam was not wearing those white coats. Rather he was in his pajamas which made my mind relax a little.

There was something about him that was soothing. That made my brain to calm down.

"Fine! Since this is your first time giving me sleepless nights, I will not hold you accountable for it. After all, you were not aware of my beauty and the requirement of sleep that I needed to maintain this otherworldly handsome face. But make sure you get injured during the day next time, so that it won't impact my sleeping hours. Got that sweety?" Sam said as he patted my head lightly.

I was about to nod when a huge slap landed on the young doctor's head almost giving him a concussion.

"What the hell!" Sam cried out as he rubbed his head and glared at Mark, the culprit behind that hit.

Yep! What the hell was wrong with this rude guy? Could not he stand someone making me feel happy? We all knew that Doctor Sam was just joking.

"Stop uttering nonsense! She won't be getting hurt next time and even if she ended up being injured, you will be immediately called whether it will be in the middle of the day or night. Got that sweety?" Mark smirked at the doctor who just decided to pretend like he didn't hear anything.

I wanted to puke at the fake show of worry that Mark was putting on. He was the last person in the entire Alessandro family who would ever be worried about me.

But looking at the fact that we were in the company of a person who was probably a family friend of theirs, I understood the need for the drama that the Alessandro brothers were putting on.

"Don't mind him, sweety. He just can't stand the reality that there is someone more handsome than him. Do you know why he colored his hair black?" Sam asked me.

I had no idea so I ended up shaking my head in negative.

"Can't you see whose hair color matches with him in this room?" Sam asked again.

I looked at everyone in the room and then replied, "You."

"Exactly! He thought that if he colored his hair black like me then he would become just as handsome as me. Poor guy did not know that his fake beauty won't be able to surpass my natural beauty...OUCH!" 

The slap that landed on his head this time was three times more powerful than the last one and it almost made me gasp.

"Mark, enough! Just go and get a light breakfast for Emily. She needs to take her medicine." Domenic ordered.

I was expecting Mark to at least glare at Domenic for making him work as a maid for me, however, he just silently left the room.

I wanted to tell them that I was not feeling hungry but at the same time, I did not want to speak to them at all. Therefore, I decided to stay silent.

My eyes landed on the doctor who was now trying to fix his hair which had suffered under those two blows.

"See that? He is so jealous of me. Huh!" Sam said with a scoff as he adjusted in his seat and then looked at me with serious eyes.

"Now listen very carefully, sweety. You need to eat a healthy diet so that your body could gain energy for healing. Don't skip either of your meals or medicines. And most importantly, no one will force you to eat more than what you can consume safely. So don't worry about that. You can do that, right, ?" 

I stayed silent, not knowing what to say even though he was not asking too much from me. My appetite was not really something that was under my control.

"Hey! We need our birthday girl to be fit and healthy before her birthday. Or are you planning to celebrate your birthday in a hospital?" Sa joked with a smiling face.

"How do you know?" I asked in surprise.

"Well sweety, as you know the Orphanage provided a file with all your information in it. I took a look at it yesterday and that's how I found out that you will be turning seventeen next month." Sam replied with a soft tone as he rubbed my head.

I wanted to tell him that I did not like celebrating my birthday because, to be honest, there was nothing for me to celebrate.

However, I was not in the mood of answering any questions. Therefore, I did not say anything.

"So? You are going to eat your meals and take your medicines timely, right?" Sam asked me as he waited for my reply.

A sigh left my lips and I slowly nodded my head. At that exact moment, the door of the room opened and Mark entered with a tray in his hand.