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The cross felt cold on his chest as he stared at the graves. At one point he remembered holding flowers, he didn't feel any in his hands at the moment. The rain poured down onto the earth, but he could have cared less. It was so cliche, but it fit the mood so nicely.

He thought for a second that he should be happy for them. The Father and the Daughter were going to be reunited once more, after years and years of seperation. 'It would be a tearful reunion,' Lovino though, 'The damn fucktards, leaving me alone like this!'.

Tears flooded his eyes. They couldn't both be gone, they couldn't. First 'Lena who had been like a sister to him, and now Antonio, who was the one he loved so much that it hurt sometimes. They just up and left him all by himself, with no else to love him, no else that would care.

When Helena died all those years ago, his heart had broken in half. She was just a little girl and those that she thought she could trust ended up, literally, stabbing her in the back. And chest, and throat, and torso, and so many more places that he would rather not mention. He remember that Antonio came to him, his face manical almost and told him that they had hurt his baby. He held him and told him that he would hurt them and that he would make them pay. When he finally got to ask him what happened, Antonio's face fell and he cried. He cried and then Lovino cried because he was scared. He was a little boy too at the time and he didn't understand that their kind were mortal too, to a point. He didn't understand why he had to go burry his sister, why everyone was so sad. He didn't understand until he realized that humans did the same thing to other humans that wouldn't wake up.

It he stayed at the cemetary until his brother forced him into the car. He could have sworn that when that damn kraut saw the graves his pale as fuck face paled even more. That didn't matter, though, he didn't care about anyone else's pain. He just wanted to hear both of them laughing, he wanted to see them smiling. He wanted to kiss Antonio, he want to feel his arms around him, he wanted the chance to make love to him.

"Perché lo avete lasciato?" His eyes were dull as he layed in his bed wondering when everything went wrong with the world.


Perché lo avete lasciato=Why did you have to leave?-Italian