Crystal: This came to me at 2am for some odd reason and I needed to get this plot down
Story name: Lonely Dancer
Rated: M for violence, cursing, rape, later lemons and romance. One character death many of you will dislike, but i'll make up for it
Pairings: Spainxfem!Romano, USfem!UK, Germanyxfem!Italy, Prussiaxfem!Canada
Summary: Her sister desired to dance. She did not. Her sister loved being kind. She did not. Her sister died. She did not. Now Lovina dances to forget the horrendous events of that night. For she was left with more than just one scar to lament. Her heart is close. Stone. Can she ever love a boy who desires to bring her joy when she believes that she doesn't deserve love. "Solitude is the forever heavy chains I deserve".
A tragic night
It was a special night for the Vargas twins Feliciana and Lovina. Today both of them would turn 17. They had both lost their parents at 6 and their grandfather who had been caring for them disappeared when they were 10. And ever since, Lovina, being more mature, worked off her childhood to make that Feliciana was fed and had a home. Lovina recieved out of compassion a job at a bakery where the kind Mrs. Turner and her husband taught her everything and paid her more than was necessary. Lovina was grateful to them and tried to waste the least amount possible to make sure to get enough money to rent an apartment.
At 13 she managed to get a 1 room apartment she and her sister have been sharing up to this day. The Turners had taken them as daughters, and even paid for them to attend school. They were just a year from graduating. Lovina had even been gifted by Mr. Turner a small car. So back to the present. Lovina passed a hand through her brunette locks sighing as her twin jumped around excitedly. Her messy auburn hair in a pony tail bouncing along like there was no tomorrow.
"Damn it, Feli, your bouncing around is getting me dizzy", Lovina groaned. Feliciana jumped onto a seat across the table from Lovina. "Aw I'm sorry, sorella, I got carried away with our little party thing we're going to have", Feliciana rambled. Lovina couldn't help, but smile at her excitement. Lovina went with a pair of jeans and a pink long sleeve shirt, but her sister wore her long sleeve green shirt with her best skirt. She looked cute. "So you still want to be a cook as your career in college?" Feliciana suddenly asked. "Oh, absolutely, but I think you should give up with the dancing", Lovina inquired
"Oh, I could never do that, Lovi. When I dance I feel like I forget about everything because I'm focused on making my moves swift and graceful. I've always dreamed of dancing balket", Feliciana sighed passionately. Lovina grinned. She would surely love her present of a pair of ballet shoes and dress she got her. "Feli, i'm going to go pick up the cake with Mrs. Turner", Lovina said standing up to get the car keys. "Lovi, I know we usually celebrate the two of us, but I invited my boyfriend Ludwig over and Gilbert too", Feliciana muttered.
Lovina hated the potato bastard her sister, but for this occasion she would give in to her sister. "Okay, but only a while", Lovina warned half heartedly. Feliciana beamed if more was possible. "Oh thank you Lovi. I love you".
~~xXXx~~
"Oh dear, has it really been 7 years?"
"Yes it has, Mrs. Turner", Lovina smiled as she was handed a box. "Lovi, what did I tell you about calling me that. Just call me Annie", Annie smiled. "How about, mom?" lovina smiled. Annie was taken aback and teared up. "Mom? You would really call me...mom?" She asked. "You have been a mother to me since I first walked into your shop and so has...father", Lovina grinned. Annie hugged her tightly handing her a white ballet dress and shoes. "Hug Feli for me child", Annie grinned.
Lovina nodded heading out towards her apartment. She took the elevator and admired the dress in her hand. 'She'll love it', Lovina thought to herself. Reaching her door she saw it was slightly open, but the lights were out. Lovina entered and touched the wall for the switch and upon feeling it switched in on. What she saw caused her to drop everything in her hands as it fell with a thud on the carpet. Lovina couldn't formulate words as she saw her sister a few feet away in a puddle of blood her lifeless eyes staring right at her.
Lovina let the tears flow, and just as she was about to run to her sister a hand clamped around her mouth and she felt a gun pointed at her head. She felt her captor close the door and lock it. "Get down", he ordered strictly as she dropped to her knees. The man got in front of her, but she couldn't see his face behind the mask only his eyes and mouth. "Damn, you're sexier than your sister", he chuckled placing his lips at her cheek and kissing down to her neck. Lovina whimpered. "Please, don't do this. I'm 17 you could get in big trouble for this", she muttered.
"You don't tell me what to do", he said angry and threw the gun to the side forcing Lovina on the floor. Lovina thrashed trying to pry off the man that was forcefully kissing and groping her breast and thighs. He slapped her harshly causing her to cry out. He took a knife from his pocket and used it to rip off her clothing. "Stop! Someone help!" she yelled. Her captor knew from that moment he had limited time and he inserted himself quickly. Lovina yelled in pain and cried loudly. He had gotten his way with her. He even threw the table cloth on her as she stayed limp on the floor crying waiting for him to leave. He heard him zip up his pants and lean down to kiss her cheek before leaving. "This is a lesson for your family to have never messed with the Italian Mafia", she had heard him say.
Lovina was horrified. Why on this day did her whole world just shatter. Her reason for her to continue living was gone. She let heavy tears fall as she sobbed. "Feliciana! FELICIANA! FELICIANA!" Lovina yelled looking at her sister as even a box lied right next to her wrapped with a bow. She painfully pulled herself up from the floor and she heard the door open. In fear, she went into a trance chanting crazily, "Please don't hurt me anymore! Don't hurt me!" She felt arms surround her. Looking up she saw it was Gilbert. His silver hair and ruby eyes were easily recognizable. She cared not as she hugged him back as if her life depended in him.
He carried her without hesitation bridal style. "HE KILLED HER! HE KILLED FELI!" Lovina sobbed. Lovina could feel as Gilbert's tears fall on her face. He was surely struggling to be bold. He carried Lovina out as Ludwig got to them. "What's going on?" Ludwig asked his blue eyes filled with concern. "Bruder... You have to be strong once you go in there for yourself", Gilbert explained sadly. Lovina had fainted from shock as Ludwig entered. "No...No...NOOO! FELICIANA!" He yelled as Gilbert expected.
Ludwig picked up Feliciana's body and clutched it against him as he too sobbed broken. "My angel...please wake up", Ludwig muttered
~~xXXx~~
Lovina woke up later to find herself in a hospital bed. "She's mostly fine just minor injuries and bruises, but unfortunately upon further examination I'm sorry to inform you that she was indeed raped", she heard a man say as she heard gasps of sadness coming from her 'adoptive parents'. "Mom? Dad?" Lovina muttered weakly. Annie ran to her side immediately while Jared, her adoptive dad was on the other side. "Oh, sweetheart how do you feel?" Annie asked hesitantly knowing full well she was not. "Feliciana...where is she?" She asked forgetting for that instant.
Annie diverted her eyes beginning to cry. "Honey, your sister unfortunately is passed away", Jared tried to trigger her memory in a gentle way. Lovina suddenly remembered, and began to cry again as she trashed causing the machine she was connected to to beat wildly. The doctor went into action injecting a sedative to calm her down. She began to lose her conscience and all she could think of was how miserable her life would be when she opened her eyes again
Lovina exited the hospital in the next two days as well as the Turners received Feliciana's body for her funeral. She looked so beautiful in her green dress almost as if she were just taking a quick nap. On the other hand she knew she looked miserable in her own black dress. Only friends and the Turners were present since they hadn't any other family. She felt a tap at her arm to find Ludwig looking down just as miserable as her. He hugged her and for once she hugged back knowing full well her sister would have wanted them to be friendly to each other in her funeral.
Madeline Williams, one of Lovina's best friends ran to Lovina hugging her tightly as she tried holding herself from breaking down. "I'm so sorry, Lovi", she whispered. Alfred, Madeline's twin, also hugged her. Alice Kirkland, her only other best friend came up to her as well as the father called their attention to the front. The casket was placed right before the dugged hole where it would be placed. Lovina just zoned out as if reality had just floated away. It wasn't until the casket had begun to descend into the ground that she tried throwing herself, but Alfred caught her.
"No! Please don't leave me, Feli! Feliciana!" Lovina cried. Right after the funeral two agents investigating her case came up. "We found this at the scene and maybe you'd like to have them", one of the said handing her Feliciana's ballet dress and shoes. He also handed her the box she remembered Feliciana had next to her. She thanked them kindly as she got onto her car. She opened the box quietly and she almost cried again. It was a chef hat and shirt. There was even a letter that said the following:
Dear Lovi,
Ve~? Are we really 17? It seems just like yesterday that you got this great apartment. Lovi I love you with all my heart. And I know how much you always said you wanted to be a cook so I got you a shirt and hat. I just wanted to let you know that even when the Turners have been like our parents, I always looked at you like a mother. It's a silly idea, ve~? Well anyways I can't wait until we turn 18 and graduate then you can become a cook and I can become a ballet dancer like I've always wanted to. Ti amo, sorella y buono cumpleano
Sincerely, Feli 3
P.S. I want lots of pasta :D
Lovina trembled as she finished the letter and spilled more tears. Her sister had lost her dream just when she was so close to making it cone true. It was unfair that she still had the chance. "But don't you worry, Feli, I'll make your dream come true", Lovina sniffed turning on her car. Lovina felt she didn't deserve anything. She didn't deserve to fufill her dream. She shouldn't have left her sister to die alone. She wasn't pure anymore. She didn't deserve live. She felt empty and she decided she would keep it that way.
Crystal: don't kill me. I know everyone loves Italy, but just be patient it's not the end if the story I bet you'll love and thank me later. I promise.
