Author's Notes: To make things clear, I will let you know everyone's ages. OTL. Gillian, Antonio, Francis, Matthew, Ivan, and Arthur (they get their big debut next chapter! :D) are 23. Everyone else is 19. 'Cause i'm cool like that and mess with ages like a boss.
I also realize that I don't give them the best cars (I do think that Gil would own a pedo van though). Let's just hope that no one dies soon and the cops decide to check my history of looking at pictures of such vans. :'D
Again, thank you for all the reviews, faves, alerts, and everything! You're all the best~!
BlondeGunnerWithATrenchCoat: Thank you for the criticism, I will do my best to take in to mind as I write! And as for Applebees, yes, it's pretty much a casual restaraunt chain that people go to that has tvs up all over the walls. :)
(I'm always looking for ways to write better, so all criticism is appreciated! :D)
Her hands trembled badly as she strangled the steering wheel and sped down the road, her chocolate eyes clouded by the tears that wanted to fall and caused her car to occassionally swerve in to the next lane over. Lovina hadn't even bothered to buckle in when she got in the car and Felicia only frowned at her while watching the road for any oncoming cars since she was used to her twin's blind rage. To be honest, Lovina didn't believe Felicia when she came running home with news that Antonio was cheating on her with Gillian earlier that night, and just as of ten minutes ago, she discovered it was absolutely true and was now single.
Pulling in to the driveway of their home behind an oceanic blue Subaru that was their dad's, Feliciano, the car was quickly put in to park and Lovina was stomping in to the house, flicking the lights on, shedding light on the dark halls, and tossing the keys on to a table nearby. She then headed in to the kitchen to fetch some gelato to make her feel better by drowning herself in carbs, but paused when she saw her grandpa raiding the fridge, causing her eyes to narrow at him. When Felicia came in and squealed at Rome (they'd called him that since they were toddlers and it just grew on them), he turned around with food stuffed in his mouth before he made a muffled cheer about seeing his beloved gradnchildren and Felicia ran in to his open arms, leaving Lovina to turn and get ready to just go to her room and sulk due to the lack of love for her.
In the hall, she was getting ready to head up the stairs to enjoy the pleasure of slamming her door (obnoxiously), Lovina stopped when the sight of a beautiful, disheveled man stood in her ajar doorway (Felicia must've forgotten to close the door on her way in, again). She pursed her lips then and got ready to bark at the man with her sharp tongue, but was taken aback when he moved closer.
"Before you say anything, let me explain," He demanded, causing the girl to inch away at the serious tone he was using (anyone would know that he was anything but serious).
"Bastard, you-" Lovina tried to talk and ease her nerves, but was soon silenced by the other's overpowering voice.
"I love you, Lovina, and I'd never cheat on you," Antonio announced and ignored the girl's protest for him to get away and cornered her, "I only went because Gil needed a date to stop her friend from dating Katyusha."
Lovina averted her gaze to the window then in time to see the headlights of the van in the Beilschmidt's driveway go off and she faintly wondered if that meant Gillian was home (and if she should go show her who Antonio belongs with). She then glanced up at the Spaniard who remained serious and she only felt like screaming at the man for not even telling her about this "date" as he so called it before going on it - it was that bit of information she chose to chew him out on.
"I didn't have time to call you between work and changing my clothe and picking Gil up," He admitted. "I do love you," He added in a vain attempt to get her to understand and forgive him.
Her face heating up, Lovina tugged at her skirt and pressing her rosy lips in to a thin line before mumbling in her native tongue, "Ti amo, bastardo."
A warm smile spreading on Antonio's lips, he pressed a quick, affectionate kiss to the girl's forehead before taking a step back and radiating sunshine in his toothy smile. "I knew you loved me~!" He said, all seriousness aside and returning to his state of oblivion.
"Idiot," Lovina mumbled with a hint of a smile ghosting her own lips.
"Wait, Gil likes Matt?" Felicia called obnoxiously from the kitchen and soon appeared after dashing in to the hall with Rome at her heel, food still falling out of his mouth.
"She does?" Antonio asked excitedly, even though it sounded more like a statement than a question.
"We should help them get together!" Felicia decided then with a finalized nod before darting out the door that no one still bothered to close.
Despite thinking it was a dumb idea, Lovina just shook her head and still laced her fingers with Antonio's as he led them across the street.
Climbing out of the van, Gillian dragged herself up to the front door with her arms limp at her side and waiting impatiently for Ludwig to hurry up and unlock the door. All she wanted was to climb in to her bed and sleep for the rest of her life, because she'd just made a fool of herself in front of the guy she might've, quite possibly been head over heels for. This is exactly why she didn't want to get caught up in things like love, it makes her act even more irrationally than she usually does by actually being civil. All in all, love is just one big gooey mess that took people victim.
Ludwig ascended the steps to the porch and fumbled with the keys shortly before unlocking the door and they then went in together and were immediately in the living room, flopping on to the couch and having it squeak beneath the new weight. When things got quiet between the siblings, Gillian mumbled something about wanting a beer and Ludwig headed out of the room obediantly, leaving the girl to curl up in to a pathetic ball and pull a blanket from the chair nearby over her hunched shoulders.
When Gillian finally settled in to the silence and blanked out her mind, the door swung open and Gillian glanced up to be welcomed to the sight of the Italian twins and Antonio. They all then shared what seemed like telepathic thoughts and knowing frowns before Gillian opened her mouth to apologize, scream, something, but stopped when Felicia spoke up in that sqeauky voice of hers.
"We're going to get you two together!" She cried excitedly and her eyes flew to Antonio, to which Gillian's eyebrows furrowed in. "You know! You and Mattie! Don't worry, we'll plan it and you just do it!" She declared and nodded profoundly, her balled up fists resting on her thin hips in what Alfred would deem a 'super hero' pose.
Gillian started to protest about how she didn't like Matthew that way but stopped when she caught Lovina's gaze and frowned at the level of intensity it emitted. She had expected the girl to be at her throat, but apparently things had been explained and resolved with the way Antonio held Lovina close to her body and Lovina looked apathetic while trying to appear like she wasn't enjoying the affection.
The blond German then returned to the living room with two beer mugs filled to the brim in hand and appeared ready to question what the sudden mass of visitors were doing, but dropped it when Felicia was at his side all smiles and words. Gillian sighed then, figuring she might as well admit that she was indeed in love with Matthew Williams. Besides, a little help couldn't be that bad.