Chapter 7
"Ve~ Lovi are you okay?" Feliciano asks me.
"Y-Yeah, sorry for worrying you."
"You never worry me! It's fine really."
You're just saying that.
"H-How is Antonio?" I ask Feli. Oh shit, I hope he isn't blaming himself over this.
"Ve~ I don't really know. He just said sorry multiple times and left."
"Dammit" I slap my forehead, "Is school over yet?"
"The bell is going to ring..", the bell rings and Feliciano smiles. "Ve~ now!"
I run out of the nurse's office and up to the roof. I need to explain to Antonio that its not his fault. When I get up there, I am shocked to see him standing on the ledge.
"What are you doing?" I shout frantically, "Don't jump off, you idiot!"
Antonio looks over at me with red-stained eyes and gets off the ledge.
"What the fuck were you doing?"
"Nothing." he states flatly.
"Were you going to jump?" I ask, and fear the answer.
Antonio doesn't reply. Does that mean.. If I didn't get up here in time... he would jump?
"Please don't ..." I trail off.
"Okay." Antonio says, "How are you? I'm really sorry about.. um what I said.."
"No. Its okay. I just.. Fucking hell, look, just a warning, I am really fucked up", I point to my head, "And I think it would be best if you don't get attached to me. I don't want you to keep thinking that my attacks are your fault because they really aren't."
"Lovino, I already became so attached to you. If you don't mind that. You just.. have something about you that makes me happy, that makes me feel like life is worth living. You outshine my other two friends. You understand things that they don't. For example, If I tell them I'm feeling down they'd just say, 'its not the end of the world, others have it worse', or, 'stop being a pussy.' So seriously, please keep being my friend. And it might not seem like it, but I am real fucked up as well."
Hearing all that, somewhat put me in a good mood because.. Antonio finally put his guard down a bit, and showed me the real him.
"Please don't be afraid to share your problems with me. I mean, I might not be a great help but I'll try. And I'll also share my problems with you, but it will be hard because I don't talk to m-many people." I say sheepishly.
The next thing I know, I am being pulled into a hug. Everyone knows I am not that much of a hugger, but I couldn't find the strength to pull myself away from him. He smells so enchanting, like tomatoes, like cigarettes, and the faint smell of cologne. He just smells so... Antonio.
"Thank you" he whispers in my ear.
"Err okay." Dammit. Why am I so bad at these moments.
Suddenly, Antonio's phone beeps and we pull away from each other abruptly.
Antonio blushes a bit and scratches the back of his neck, "My friends are waiting."
"Okay."
"To be continued?" he asks as he walks away.
"See you soon, bastard."