Lovino looked around the hallway and sighed. He recess, he'd much rather have stayed in class or at the library, in fact, he should've stayed away from the kids, like he normally does. But the teachers had some meeting and everyone was down at recess for one class. He walked and looked nervously at everyone he passed by, he always had this feeling that everyone was staring at him, judging him. So whenever he passed anyone, he immediately checked his shirt and hair. As if there's something wrong about him. He went to the upper floor-which was virtually deserted because the older kids finished their exams-to try and get some peace, until..
"So Lovino, can you talk or are you still deaf?" Alfred said. Lovino clenched his fists. It was them. He tried to ignore them, and just kept walking, but they just persisted..
"Go away" Lovino said quietly. Alfred and Gilbert always showed up to make his life miserable, that's why he preferred staying in class, or at the library, two places where Alfred and Gilbert would never go to willingly.
"You can talk?! That's a surprise! So you're not deaf" Gilbert said. Which earned him quite a scowl from the Italian. Lovino had had it, he'd been having a rough day as it is, the last thing he needs is those two picking on him, why can't they just leave him alone?
"I said go away!" Lovino re-iterated, this time much louder, pushing them violently. Gilbert and Alfred looked at each other seriously, and moved closer to the Italian. Lovino stood there, paralysed, he wanted to move, hell, he wanted to run, he mentally yelled at himself to. Damn it! Not again..
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Antonio was trying to finish the chicken for the pizza he was making. If there was one thing Lovi and Feli loved almost as much as they loved Pasta, it was his chicken pizza. Now all that's left is the tomato sauce and what else..
Antonio then heard his cell-phone ring. He was surprised to hear Feliciano and Lovino's principle on the other end.
"Hello? Mr. Carriedo?"
"Yes?" Antonio asked, whatever one of them did must've been bad, the principle sounded rather odd, almost as if he's trying to avoid talking to him.
"Can you please come to school? It's about Lovino, I'm afraid this isn't the sort of thing that can be explained over-phone" Antonio instinctively grabbed clothes and jumped in the car. Antonio sometimes-well, most of the times-cooked or cleaned or worked completely naked when no one was around.
Antonio gasped. What the hell happened to his face? He saw him sitting there with a couple bruises, tons of plasters and dried blood on his lip. Lovino seemed so pathetic, he refused to look at Antonio.
"Cristo..What happened?" Antonio glumly asked as he inspected Lovino's injuries. He turned Lovi's head and checked for bumps. God..
"He won't tell us. He came to class like this" The principle answered. "We'll look into this further tomorrow, but until then, I think it'd be a good idea to take him home." He continued. Antonio nodded, he'd get every bit of information when he gets him home.
"Yeah, I think you're right" Antonio said, he grabbed Lovino and said goodbye to the principle, who told him that Feliciano will bring Lovino's backpack with him.
"Lovi, what happened?" Antonio asked as he drove-carefully this time-Lovino crossed his arms and looked away.
Antonio remained quiet for the rest of the ride back. When they arrived Antonio quickly rushed with the alcohol rub and the plasters. He knew that Lovino would fuss eternally like every time he would try and do this when he got hurt during soccer practice.
"Ouch! W-Watch it!" Lovino exclaimed angrily, he was quite feisty when someone was trying to take care of his injuries, or at least, that's how he was when Antonio tried to help..
"Lovi, please, tell me who did this." Antonio pleaded. He was trying to act calm, he really was, but inside he was burning up. Who the hell would do something like this?! He just had to find out.
Lovino looked away, and scowled. Antonio sighed when he saw this.
"You know, there's no honour in defending bullies" Antonio said, trying to place the plaster over his cheek. "Lovi, Tell me" Antonio used his most serious tone, he never sounded like that before, so it freaked Lovino out a bit.
"Just some kids from class.." Lovino finally said. He felt as if he's surrendering his dignity. Usually when he gets beat up he just hides his face, so the hits would mostly go towards his chest and legs which he would cover up. When Antonio and Feliciano weren't looking he'd sneak some rubbing alcohol from the medicine cabinet and try and take care of his injuries. Antonio taught him how to. So he'd never really complained about any bullying problems, in fact, he tried to prevent anyone from finding out. He was afraid he'd get picked on even more. Plus, he had trouble talking to people, and didn't exactly know how to approach the subject.
"Lovino, please. I need to know" This was the first time Antonio used Lovino's full name. Lovino immediately felt a wave of shame overcome him. He didn't want to talk about it anymore, hell, he didn't want to talk about it in the first place. Why can't everyone just leave him alone?
"Why don't you go to your room? I'll finish dinner" Antonio sighed. Lovino complied with his suggestion and left immediately. Antonio angrily went over to the kitchen and began cutting the cucumber. He eventually decided to just stir the sauce after he almost sliced his finger for the fifth time. Damn, just. Damn. Lovino may not be easy to befriend but still..Just how the hell could this happen? Why would anyone do such a thing? Is it possible that he's getting picked on at school? Antonio asked him everyday about school, he never once gave him the impression that someone was picking on him, Antonio only picked up on the feign sense of boredom.
"Papa! I'm home! Where's Lovi?" Feliciano said, waltzing happily, he had two backpacks with him. How could Antonio have not heard him enter? Oh right, he should tell Feliciano shouldn't he?
"Listen Feli, can I talk to you a bit?" Antonio said, sounding slightly less happy than usual. He tried as hard as he could to feign the feeling of stability, but he did a less than excellent job. Feliciano picked up on it.
"Yes?" He said in his don't-punish-me-I-surrender voice. Antonio understood that he thought he was getting in trouble.
"It's about Lovi, does he seem to have any problems at school? Like are the kids in class giving him a hard time?" Antonio asked putting his arms on the counter. He didn't plan for it to sound that way, but that last sentence came out a bit too innocent.
"I guess everything's fine" Feliciano quickly said and ran up to his room. Antonio stopped him with the same speed.
"You sure?" He asked, giving Feliciano that little 'I know what you did' glare. He knew that Lovino was too stubborn to give into him, Feliciano however..
"Yeah! Pretty sure!" Feliciano exclaimed, trying to sound confident. Unfortunately, he's as transparent as water.
Antonio opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by Lovino.
"Feli, come on, let's play" He quickly said, relieving his brother of the interrogation. Felicano seemed to flinch at the sight of Lovino's face, but nervously nodded and ran with him.
Perfect, just perfect. He'd have to catch Feliciano alone next time. No, better yet, he knew the perfect solution. Or at least, the one that involved the least amount of ER trips.
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Ok! So first off, I'd like to apologise for my lack of vocabulary, I'm working on that problem. English isn't my first language. Second, I'd like to apologise for the short chapters, I have exams coming up and have been taking quite a lot of study breaks lately,I sort of lose my ideas when I don't write continuously. Last, but not least, I'd like to apologise for the lack of plot, yes I know. This is just an introduction, in retrospect, I should've wrote this with the first chapter shouldn't I? Either way, I'll try to make it possible to read without having to claw your eyes out.
One thing I'd like to ask, is the way I cut from one scene to another obnoxious? I don't know, I just feel as if I need to work on it more, or at the very least stick to one scene for more than just a couple of freaking lines. I'll on these problems, or at least, I'll try.
Also, another thing that bothers me is the lack of character. I'll work on that as well. Boy, I have QUITE a lot of things to work on. Either way, tell me what you think and what you suggest, I'm sort of a first-time writer, so don't get your hopes up lol.
So anyways, thanks for reading! I'd appreciate any advice you may have.