Rain.
Drop.
Tick.
Tock.
[Luigi's POV]
Those are the only sounds I hear. The only sounds my mind can process. Something about human voices just don't grab onto me. I really don't care what anyone has to say. My mind goes blank. Except for one person, my brother. I would always listen to my bro. Boy, I would do anything for him. I'd jump Infront of a train for him if I had to.
It was Friday. Of course, it's still raining. Isn't that the joy of autumn? Anyway… A week today is Mario's wedding. I don't know whether to be happy or sad. Of course, I've got to be happy for him. He's my brother. The last thing I would want to do is upset him. Today, Yoshi, Waluigi, Wario and I are going to get wedding gifts. I don't see why Wario and Waluigi are coming. They couldn't give half a sheep's ass.
[The mall.]
Luigi: *looks at the jewelry department* [I should get Peach a necklace…]
Wario: *starts laughing at Luigi* You're getting her jewelry? What is your brother going to think?
Waluigi: Yeah. He already proposed with a tiara... You still like her. Don't cha'?
Luigi: No.
Wario: *rolls his eyes* Don't lie, passiano.
Waluigi: We all know you tried to get with her in 9th grade.
Luigi: *puts down the jewelry* …So?
Waluigi: Well, that's one of the reasons Mario doesn't love y-
Luigi: *grabs him by the collar* MARIO DOES LOVE ME.
Waluigi: *looks into his eyes* Really? He does love you... Hmm. It seems to me you had your heart set on Peach and he took it away. Right?
Luigi: *tears start to well up in his eyes* Yes. But that doesn't matter. She went for the better option. R-right? She's happy… [Of course I still love her.]
Waluigi: Whatever, dude. *Pulls himself away* Ooh! Nachos! *Him and Wario leaves*
Yoshi: Don't listen to them. Wario is only attending the wedding for the cake. Waluigi is just following along his footsteps.
Luigi: *blinks* *nods*
[Luigi's POV]
Of course I still love her. She's such a caring, sweet, loving girl. Why wouldn't I love her? She's never liked me. Though, she hasn't said it to my face. If Mario found out about me, he wouldn't want to talk for a long time... Let's just get his wedding over with.
One week has passed. Tomorrow is his wedding, he's hardly spoke to me all week, is he mad at me? Or maybe he's just stressed.
…Purrrrrr.
Purrrrrr. *Lick*
Luigi: Hu… *yawns* AHHH! CAT! CAT! *Picks the cat up and walks to the staircase* Wait a minute… Lucifer? *Looks at the cat*
Meow.
Oh my god! What are you doing little kitty cat? *Starts stroking him and smiles* [That must mean mom and dad are here…]
Mom: *comes out the bathroom* Hey sweetheart! *Claps her hands and hugs him*
Luigi: Mom… What a suprise.
Mom: *laughs* You're funny, you still haven't changed, eh?
Luigi: _Sadly, no…_
Mom: *looks at his arm* What's that? *Points to the cuts on his arm.
Luigi: Hmm? *Looks at his arm and gasps under his breath* Oh, Lucifer did that. *Pulls his sleeve down immediately* I-I'm fine.
Mom: Well, alright Weeg. *Ruffles his hair*
Luigi: *looks at her and slams the door*
I love my mom. I don't love her more than Mario, but I love her. She's always been there for me. Despite the arguments we've had and the not-so-nice things I've said to her, I care about her too. But, I feel bad. I'm not grateful for what she does for me. Why is this? I never express my true emotions around people, life is a game. I have to stay positive or I'll be known for being the depressed one. The sad one. The one who sometimes doesn't want to live. Well, what I'm trying to say is that my mom doesn't know much about me. If anything, she thinks I'm a clone of Mario. She thinks I'm a hero, that I get to save princesses, that I have lots of friends. But what she doesn't know is I'm depressed. I feel like I'm drowning and not a single soul is willing to pull me back up from this deep ocean I've sunk into.