Italic = Flashback, Memory, etc.
Voices
Chapter 1: Start
'Arg! Stop breaking so damn hard, stupid bastard!' I cursed, jerking forward in my seatbelt, causing the coffee in the cup I was about to sip from to escape its container.
…and right onto my face and shirt
Ow ow ow FUCKING HOT.
I quickly set the cup down in a cup holder and wiped the searing liquid off my chin and patted my shirt. Antonio sighed in the driver's seat next to me.
'Sorry Lovi, this storm is causing traffic.' He motioned with his hand to the seven cars in front of us, honking their horns, like that would suddenly clear the sky and the roads. Idiots. So maybe I could forgive his clumsy driving. Toni never really was good.
'Still don't have to break so hard, if you keep that up I'll bust a fucking rib!' I made myself comfortable again in my seat. Well, I tried, but my shirt was still warm and wet. Taking advantage of the stillness, I picked up my coffee mug and took a sip, and returned it to its resting place in the holder.
Antonio apologized, 'I'm sorry.', and he didn't try to hide the irritation in his tone. I looked at him from a side-glance (still mad at his horrible breaking) and noticed that he was indeed irritated. We were stuck in the middle of traffic with all these cars honking their horns like it'll actually help.
Why must people be so stupid?
…
Why are we here? Toni and I were at a conference earlier. Before it started the sky was clear and blue and gave no signs of storming, even rain. Afterwards though, heavy clouds formed and the cold temperature caused the rain that poured to feel like freshly melted ice when it hit you. When we started to leave the rain was light. Now, an hour from then, the rain is pouring like people are in the clouds shooting water bullets at the ground. If water could cut skin, then everyone here would have been killed. But now we're stuck in this unbelievably long line of traffic, and the stoplight gave no signs of letting it move soon.
I tilted my head to the side to look out the window at the review mirror attached to my door. Even with the large blobs of rainwater on it, it was easy to see that there were many cars behind us, fifteen at the least. We got lucky being eighth car in line.
'I bet if Feliciano would've left us alone while we were trying to leave, we wouldn't be in this situation!'
'Don't blame Little-Feli.' Going against his harsh tone, Antonio turned to flash me his cheek-to-cheek grins. How could he always be so damned happy? I wanted to pull his lips right off his face. 'I'm actually a little happy that we're stuck here~'
'How the fuck can you be happy?' I asked.
'Cus' I get to spend some alone time with you~' He almost sang.
…
O-oh it's so… s-stupid how he finds the best in even the w-worst moments…
Feeling my cheeks heat up fast, I quickly turned away, pretending that the rain was interesting. 'P-pat attention to the road… f-fucker.'
I honestly think rain is so boring, but wherever Feliciano is, probably in traffic like us, I bet he's watching it like it's doing acrobats while it falls.
I could practically hear Antonio's happiness squeal with how happy it is, and it made my eyebrow twitch. 'Don't worry mi amor, I bet we'll be home soo-'
Kluck
…
Um, what the actual fuck?
'What on Earth?' Toni and I said in sync, as we both stared at the source of sound.
Which was a crack in the car's glass. A crack in my car's glass.
The crack was new, duh, I would've known if I had a crack in the window-shield before and would've had it repaired. The lines of the crack were collected more in the center (where the object hit, most likely) and spread out around it. What could've hit the car? I was only joking about the whole 'water bullets' thin-
Bang!
There it was again, but this time the sound came from the cover above us. There is a small dent in the metal. What the fuck was going on?
In my confusion, I looked to Antonio for hel- advice. Advice. Sadly, he seemed to be distracted with something on the car's hood, he didn't even notice me look at him. My eyes joined in his stare, and that's when I noticed it.
On the hood of ou- my car, a inch or so away from the crack, was a peanut sized piece of hail, a perfect sphere.
…
NOT IN FUCKING HELL IS IT ACTUALLY HAILING
'Fuck!' I cursed. Hail is bad. Bad bad motherfucking awful. The crack was one thing, the dent another, but if this hail kept falling my car would have more to repair.
Toni seemed to sense my concern, and patted my back. 'It'll be okay Lovi, I'm sure this traffic will move soon.'. His reinsurance doesn't work…
… n-not like it usually does…
The appearance of hail made the drivers honk their car's horns even more now, and the constant 'Klunk' of hail hitting ou- my car didn't help my growing frustration. If the drivers around were honking to express and relive their frustration too, I understand. I almost want to unbuckle myself and reach other to beat the shit out this car's horn too.
But that would cost to repair, and I already know that the hail made more dents in my car already. So in the end I grunted and folded my arms. I looked out my window at the scattered hail on the road, now varying between peanut and golfball sizes. Great, bigger hail, I needed just that!
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Sarcasm, if you couldn't tell.
Here's even more, I just LOVE sitting in the car for twenty full minutes, not moving, and the only sounds are the horns and the hail.
Who wouldn't love this? I could spend all day here!
…
I might as well just open my door and walk home, but then again, it is hailing like nature doesn't give a shit about what we plan to do with the rest of our lives.
L-like how I was looking forward to arriving home after a s-stressful meeting, light a fire in the fireplace, a-and cud-dle with Toni on the couch…
B-but that's ruined now, I'm too tired to 'cuddle', when I get home I'm going straight to sleep. I don't give a fuck if I'm on the floor or couch or bed, I'm just tired!
…
Speaking of Toni… he's been quite these fast few minutes.
I turn my head ever so slightly, so that he won't notice. Just as I assumed, he's calm, not worried or anxious like I am, just…calm. And I've never understood how he stays so calm under situations where others would be mad or nervous.
In a closer inspection, his jade eyes seem so gentle, and the corners of his lips are turned upwards slightly, making a very small smile but it doesn't seem forced at all. Like his lips just rest like that, always in a smile. I feel warm looking at his calmness, and I feel my joints relax.
This is why I love him…
…
OH SHIT.
…
Actually fuck it, I sai-…thought it, so you know now. And he knows too! So don't think I'm being secretive about my feelings.
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Once I'm back in reality, Antonio's green eyes are the first thing I see, because they're looking right at me.
He's been looking at me while my heads were 'In the clouds', and I feel my face go red when I realize. 'Is something bothering you, amor?'
Amor, the word makes my head jump, but I break our eye contact to stare at my feet, hoping my face isn't red. 'N-nothing.'
'You look like un poco tomate~'
Well never mind not having a blush. I hate myself for always blushing easily.
'Bastard! I do not!' I snapped, doing everything to keep myself from looking at him and to tone down my blush. I eventually find myself staring at the stop-light again.
Turn green turn green turn green-
As if it read my thoughts, the red light disappeared, and the light below it flashed green.
'There we go~' Antonio chimed, and followed the other drivers and hit the gas. The engine made noises that make it sound thousands of years old.
The sway of the car makes me realize just how tired I have become waiting in the traffic, and I find it hard to keep my eyelids up.
Antonio notices and smiled, 'Tired, Lovi?'
I nod, too exhausted to do anything else. My eyelids stop fluttering and finally rest. When I feel something soft over my head, they shoot open. But it's only Toni's fingers tangling in my hair, and at my realizing that it was just him, I relax into his touch and slowly drift into sleep again.
The ride was peaceful. Toni occasionally made a sharp turn or braked sharply and I would be disturbed from my sleep to be thrown foreword, but stopped by my seatbelt. I tried many times to fall back asleep, but whenever I did, he made another turn to avoid the sharp hail on the road. Finally, I gave up and just decided to stay awake.
'Sorry Lovi, I didn't mean to wake you up, but I don't want to pop our tires too.'. Toni said as he braked (softly, I feel the need to add) at another stoplight, which just turned red when we reached it, like 'Merry Christmas~ Now have a red light!'
I return your absurdly idiotic gift, dumb light.
The hail, which I seemed to forget with my short sleeps and Toni's bad (but careful, he claims) driving, it became around the size of my fist.
Still too tired to yell or express my anger in some physical way, I leaned back into the leather seat, trying to get warmer. The temperatures are colder than they've been in Italy for years, even if it is winter its probably the coldest winter we've had in years. I just want to be home, under some blankets, or even Toni's arms, and I'm too tired to care about what I'm thinking… Thankfully, the light turns green after a minute.
'We'll be home very soon, we're in the town. Hang in there, will you?'
I nod and close my eyes. Not to sleep, but to just rest them.
…
'OH SHIT!'
I jump in surprise and moved to see Antonio, who had made the sudden outburst.
Someone ran a red light, and would eventually hit us if we kept going at this speed. Still, the situation was an easy fix, all he needed to do was speed up and avoid the car or even slow down and the red-runner would drive right past us.
The the world outside my window did a spin…
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O-oh…
Antonio hit a piece of hail… a-and one of our back tires must of p-popped.
The car was out of our control, we couldn't move forward, slow down, speed up, get anywhere else but where we are, spinning in circles.
We also couldn't get escape the car who had ran the red light, heading straight for us. There w-was n-nothing we could d-d-do.
I didn't even have time to scream before I felt the force of something stronger hit me.
And the world went black.