Sunday:
I woke up early, probably because I was upset about last night. But I mean no big deal really... I didn't care...
I decided to waste time instead of dwelling on what happened the night before by reading and writing. Not that I was able to focus on what I was doing particularly well, I was a bit preoccupied. I was hoping that Rome would show up so that I didn't have to spend time with my parents, plus we had that assignment to write.
Eventually I needed to eat so I snuck downstairs, toasted three waffles, and went outside. It was fairly cold outside but I didn't really care, it was better than sharing the house with them.
After I had devoured my waffles I wandered around the yard. I stopped near the propane tank in the side yard. Our propane tank was surrounded with huge bushes that had grown way larger than expected making it nearly impossible to see. I walked up behind the bushes and climbed up on top of the tank, enjoying the weird echoing sound it made.
I stayed up there for a while, watching the bugs crawl by, listening to the birds sing. I sighed, being alone like this was making me slightly depressed and I mean it wasn't anything important either. Before I would have detested any type of company. In the future I would probably look back and be disgusted by how sensitive I was being. This idea only made me feel worse. I would probably have larger more important problems in the future and hopefully I wouldn't be so weak then.
After some long amount of time (probably hours) later I saw Rome's car pull into the driveway. I leaped down from my perch and started toward him. When he saw me coming toward him he gave me a strange look, probably wondering why I came out of a bush. I ignored this look and stopped in front of him.
He blinked at me, "Ready to go?"
I gave a quick nod and we both climbed into the car.
It was an awkward ride, well for me at least. I tried to maintain normal functions but it was proving difficult and Rome could probably see through it anyway. It seemed that was developing a skill for that.
When we finally reached his house he stopped the car but didn't get out.
He sighed, "Okay, what's wrong?"
And there it was, the question I had been waiting for. Funny, at that moment I felt like I was a part of one of those drama filled TV shows. You know, the ones that really suck. If my life were one of those shows it wasn't very well written. Anyway, I glared out the window, not bothering to even lie by saying that I didn't know what he was talking about. What was the point?
"Don't concern yourself." you know I knew he wouldn't give up at that so I don't know why I bothered.
Rome gave me a look, "That's not going to work."
"What's not?" I asked, playing innocent. I mean um... I didn't know what he was talking about.
"You know what I mean!" he threw up his hands in frustration.
"I assure you that I don't."
He sighed, gathered his resolve and looked back at me with an intense gaze, "Tell me!"
"There's nothing to tell," I looked away uncomfortably.
Rome glared at me for a while then got out of the car. I watched him angrily walk around to my side and yank the door open with probably a bit more force than nessicary. He then grabbed me, pulled me out of the car (I had unbuckled automatically when we pulled in) and threw me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. I decided not to fight because I knew he would just have his way and huffed in irritation.
I was taken inside and into Rome's room (Thank goodness his parents weren't home), there I was dumped onto the bed and Rome sat down beside me.
"Why won't you tell me what's wrong?" he asked in a slightly sulky voice.
"Well, you didn't tell me what was wrong the other day." I stated referring to the day that Rome had been all out of sorts. It shut him up and we just glared at each other for a while. Then the doorbell rang.
Reluctantly, Rome stood up and went to answer it, I followed not far behind. Upon opening the door he was tackled by a hyper Italian, in other words his cousin Feliciano.
"Ve~ hey, Rome!" the Italian exclaimed, "Lovi kicked us out of the house so we came here!" by 'we' he meant himself and Ludwig, not at all surprising.
"Why didn't you go to his house?" Rome pointed up at Ludwig from his place on the floor.
"Ludy said Gil was on a rampage,"
"Ah,"
Feliciano gave Rome an odd look, "Rome, are you feeling alright?"
Rome smiled back at the concerned gaze, though it was slightly forced "Of course I am~"
I narrowed my eyes but didn't say anything. Instead I turned my gaze to my cousin who was still watching Rome and Feliciano chat. He looked tired, worn out and the day had just begun. This probably had something to do with Gilbert's 'rampage'.
Just then Rome clapped his hands and brought me out of my musing. He was back on his feet and was looking determined. I had a feeling this was going to turn out badly.
"We are going to play Sorry!" he announced. I think I probably missed some major point in the conversation because neither ludwig nor Feliciano seemed surprised.
I should probably explain the rules of Sorry in case you have never played. Each player has five pawns that look like colorful Hershey kisses. Each player takes turns drawing cards that are numbered from one to eleven. To get out of the start box you must get a one or a two. If you draw a Sorry card you can remove a pawn from start and replace it with someone else's piece which you bump back to start. Some of the cards have things like trade places with an opponent or move backward. The objective is to get all your pawns around the board into the 'home' area.
We got out the board and laid it out on the table. Rome got red, Ludwig got blue, Feliciano got green, and I got yellow. One of my pawns was deformed and it looked like a tank.
The game seemed to go on and on but in the end Rome won. Feliciano did not get any pieces in, Ludwig got three in, and I almost won but was bumped back to start at the last moment.
After that we watched movies on Netflix. None were very good but it was fun to make comments about what was going on. I had a good enough time but in the back of my mind I was worried and I think Rome felt the same way as he wasn't as energetic as usual. Not to say he wasn't energetic, just more subdued.
Eventually we all had to head home. Ludwig said he could drive Feliciano and myself home, avoiding a probably awkward ride home with Rome. Before we left Rome had given me a look that clearly read 'we will talk about it' and I wasn't exactly looking forward to that.
One car ride later and I was slowly making my way into my house. Surprisingly my parents were home, my dad cooking dinner and my mom on the computer. I tried to sneak by but it was in vain.
My mother turned, "Where have you been all day?" she demanded, nearly glaring at me.
"Working on my English project." this was a lie because while we had planned to get it done that hadn't happened. But we did have until Wednesday.
"You should have left a note so we would have known. You ruined the days plans."
"I apologize." I didn't mean it but tried my best to be convincing. I also didn't want to know what she had planned.
She rolled her eyes, "Well don't make the same mistake twice."
"I won't."
"Dinner's done." my dad stated bringing a pan of something to the table.
"Good." mom said stiffly as she drew her glare away from me.
We ate dinner together and it was one of the most uncomfortable times of my young life. I nearly ran back to my room afterward.
I decided to work on writing out my essay until I got tired.
A/N- Hey guys, how's it going?
I've been watching too much star trek and this is probably reflected in my writing if you look close enough -_-
I really hope I said the project was due Wednesday and not Monday.
I love reaction 'Mania's mom got! She may be horrible but she had her reasons.
I realized something. If 'Mania's parents want to be normal so badly why did they name their son Germania?
Sorry I took so long, I'm lazy.
Thanks for the reviews and alerts and favorites~ they make me feel like I don't suck the fun out of everything : )
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Live long and prosper,
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