~I'm really sorry that it has been so long and that this story is short. I've been very busy the last couple of months so please forgive me. I'm not sure if this would help but I normally write faster and upload more if I have a motivation, like comments or reviews. Sorry if the characters seem a bit out of character and enjoy!~
The Tomate that Stole my heart-Ch. 2
I searched all over Rome, but my search turned up empty handed. I then decided to return home as the sun started to rise. I walked up to my apartment, my arm still covered in blood from me hitting the pavement. Yet for some reason the pain stopped. I opened my messy apartment and headed straight for the shower. As I was just about to get out there was a knock at the door.
"Coming!" I yelled as I turned off the shower.
I wrapped a towel around my waist and somehow managed to get to the door without tripping. The knocking continued and until I pulled it open to reveal my friend Waffles's brother.
"Hola!" I laugh nervously.
"I told you to stay away from her," he growls angrily in return.
"She came to m-"I started but was interrupted.
"I don't care if she came to you. Last time she saw you, you made her cry. So stay the fuck away you horny Spanish playboy," he shoots back.
"Calm down dude. The only reason she was crying wa-"I started again.
"Like I said I don't care you hear me? Next time I'll neuter you, you son of a bitch," he angrily says back stepping closer, making me back away.
"Loud and clear," I laugh off nervously.
"Glad we understand each other pretty boy," Waffles's brother laughs happily while slapping me on the shoulder, making me lose me balance and fall over.
"Ok then, could you please leave my house now?" I say angrily.
"Yeah sure whatever bro, just stay away from Waffles," he replies, helping me up.
"Bro?" I ask, surprised he even replied.
"Sure, I don't care if we're friends but I can't let you near Be-, I mean Waffles any longer, so back off," he threatens.
"Yeah, I'll try but it's not my fault the ladies love me. Also if I didn't know any better I'd think you're in love with her," I say jokingly, leaning against the wall smirking at him.
"Stay away from her," he growls in warning and slowly walks away.
I wait till he's gone before I make a move. After I'm sure he's gone I walk towards the door, shut it, and lock it in place with the dead bolt. I release a breath of relief and walk to my bedroom, ready to go to bed. As I'm walking to my room I can hear thunder rumbling in the distance, soon afterwards rain beats down hard against the roof. I smile softly to myself, think of how Romano would be reacting right now, being as he is afraid of thunder. I lie down in my bed and get under the covers and stare at the ceiling, drifting slowly into sleep when I hear glass crashing and a curse. I immediately jump up from my bed and walk cautiously out into the living room, where I had heard the crash come from.
"Fuck, ouch my leg," the voice harshly whispers.
That's when I realize that the person who broke in, was my one and only Lovi!
"Lovi?" I ask cautiously stepping out from the shadows.
After I ask the question, the room goes silent.
"A…Antonio?" Romano stutters back nervously.
"Si, Roma…what are you doing here?" I ask walking closer.
"I-I don't know…,"Romano says.
From the little bit of moonlight still visible from the storm, I can see he's starting to cry a bit.
"Did you come to hurt me?" I ask as sincerely as I can.
At that point my Lovi broke down in tears. Seeing him cry was like a stab to the stomach. I ran as quickly to him as I could towards him, not caring whether or not I got cut with glass.
"Roma, I'm sorry, so so sorry," I sobbed out to him, gathering him in my arms.
"How could you, you bastard," Lovi replied in sobs.
"I was under orders. I never meant to hurt you," I sniffle out.
"I don't believe you anymore. I came by to say that I'm over you, and that I have a girlfriend. Hopefully she won't lie," Romano says without any trace or his tears in his voice.
I stared at him with wide eyes.
"I'm moving on. I just came to say good bye." Romano says starting to get up from my hug.
"I understand," I say quietly not looking him in the face.
"Goodbye, forever," Romano half smiles as he gives me a sad smile.
"One thing though mi tomate," I ask standing up.
"What is it now?" Romano scowls.
"Could I have a kiss to remember you by?" I ask hopefully.
Romano gulps and nods yes. I lean in close and capture his beautiful lips. His lips are tainted with wine, making me go wild. After a minute Romano pulled away.
"Good luck Antonio," Romano mumbles as he gets ready to climb the tree down that is by the window.
"Bye." I call after as he descends.
When I know that he is gone, I break down in tears. Normally I'm not that big of a baby, but the tears would not stop as I cried myself to sleep on the cold, hard wood floor. The dreams that entered my being were mixed and confusing. Flashes of my time with Romano were tainted to make me look bad. I knew I deserved to be alone. Romano was the epitome of perfection and I was just a peasant. In his mind I probably was a playboy, a jerk. Right then and there in my heart I knew I had to change. I needed to be a man worthy of Romano, mi tomate. If not for Roma, I needed to change for me. I was tired of being a playboy. I need to be worthy, worthy of the tomate that stole not only my heart, but a piece of my soul.