Things are slightly more normal now. The "any second Lovino could die or hurt himself so we should keep an eye on him" feeling has almost completely faded away. I managed to clean and hide the scratches from tripping on the tree root from Feliciano. Him worrying over me is worse than physical torture, because he CLINGS to me. ALL DAY. And he tries to make it better, and despite the fact that he had completely good intentions everything fails. It's much easier for me to deal with my problems on my own.
Antonio still gives me that look, almost like he's really sorry for something, but I don't really know what. But nonetheless, he has to talk to me day in and day out. I've actually taken up listening to music (but I'm not gonna tell Feliciano. He still wants me to help with his dumbass dance) to distract myself. I picked a random genre to listen to on Pandora on my smartphone. The genre selected was "Alternative Rock" and I have to say, I really enjoy it. I listen to that station, along with stations for the bands I like most so far. It helps for ignoring Antonio.
Attempting to conceal earbuds is an interesting task. I try to wear my jacket over the wires, but it gets uncomfortable. I can't exactly cover them with my arms either. Fortunately, Feliciano doesn't notice little changes all too much, and he's so distracted by his social life he hasn't even noticed I purchased and am now using earbuds.
Since the game of badminton, Feliciano doesn't invite me to play sports with him anymore. It's great! However, when he got home that day, he gave me his "pity" look again, and I could definitely feel it. Lucky for him he didn't question me about my leaving. Otherwise, he might've accidentally gotten a mouthful of anger and crude language. Things have been kind of weird since then. At least, for me it feels like it. Feliciano doesn't act any different, but I feel even more that weird, slightly lonely feeling from the game. I just keep reminding myself I don't really enjoy their company anyway, so longing for it is pointless.
I'll just have to keep turning to my music. I swear, sometimes I feel like I can relate to the bands I listen to.
