A/NI apologize to Musicisforeverinmysoul, if i seemed angry or piturbbed at the message, I did not mean to. I was merely having a fun joke with myself. Odd, I know. I also want to apologize to you the readers, for it's been a VERY long time since i updated anything, and I'm sorry. You will have to bear with me for This is a very weak moment in my life where the slightest thing can set me off, break me, or make me go an a murderous rampage(Hopefully not that i'm too young and beautiful for jail ). I hope this chapter and story is to everyone's liking.
A few days had passed, and Lovino was getting used to the antics in the house. Today, his hand was hovering over the house phones numbers. He wanted to call Antonio, he did but he knew he shouldn't. Quickly, he dialed the number, let it ring a few times and the ringing stopped, a male voice on the other end, "Hola?" Lovino parted his lips, wanting to say hello, but once again, he kept silent. He slammed the phone back down on the receiver, eyes closed. Tears of frustration began to fall down. He opened his eyes, and picked the phone back up, dialing the same number again.
Ring.
Ring.
"Hola?" slams the receiver down.
"He'll ne'er T'lk if yo' h'ng up on hi'." Jumping, Lovino turned to come face to face with Berwald.
"Oh, Well... umm..."
"wh't y' w'nt fr'm 'im" The swede asked.
"What do you mean?" He had learned to understand the swede, though it took him a moment.
"Y' w'r' c'llin the sp'''rd ja?" Lovino looked away, not sure what to say at being caught calling Antonio. "Y' w'nt 'im go'e y't y' w'nt ter c'll 'im."
Lovino turned away, his back facing the swede, not noticing when Lucas had stood in the doorway. "I don't expect you to understand... I don't expect anyone too really. Antonio was my first love, my first true love... Yea, he cheated on me before, but everyone cheats right?" he gave a nervous chuckle that was very weak. "I love Antonio, no one else. I couldn't possibly love another man, or woman the way I love Toni... He gave me life, and he sure as hell is taking it away from me now." Berwald, having noticed Lucas, nodded at him, Lucas not saying a word, a moment of hurt flashing across his features.
"An' Wha' bou' Lucas?"
"What about him?"
"H' c're fer y'."
"He cares for me... Doesn't matter, I can't love him the way I do Antonio."
"Is that so? I see how it is, Berwald I must thank you. You saved me weeks of pain." Lovino had spun at the sound of Lucas' voice, eyes wide, and it pained him to hear those words from those plump lips, and after seeing Lucas walk fast away from the room, Lovino just stood there dumbfounded. Berwald stood, not saying another word to the italian, leaving the man to wallow in his guilt.
After a moment, Lovino called the spaniards number again, guilt driving him. When the spaniard answered cheerfully once again, Lovino froze, but the guilt over rode him again. "I have to see you."
"Lovi? I'm so happy you called!"
"There's no time, I have to see you now. Where can I meet you?"
"How about the usual bar?"
"Sounds good, we can have some drinks too."
"Si! Right now right?"
"Si, now." He hung up, his face pale, more guilt over riding him. He couldn't understand why he felt more guilty now than he did before, but he tried to ignore it, choosing instead to get ready.
An hour later Lovino was walking down the stairs, when Lucas was walking beside the staircase, stopping when he saw the Italian walking down. He watched as the brunette walked towards the door. He knew what Lovino was walking back to, knew it because he did it so many times with Ivan, Ivan Braginski, his last boyfriend. Just as Lovino's hand was on the doorknob, the Norwegian ran and grabbed his hand, showing panic in his face. "Lovi please... Don't do it, I know you want to now But you are making a mistake!" He got louder, as the rest of his family appeared behind him, watching to see what happens.
"Lucas, I appreciate your hospitality, but do not tell me how to live my life!"
"Lovino please!" You could hear the desperation in his voice, in his face. In that moment, Lovino wanted nothing more than to wrap the man in a hug, and comfort him, assure him that he wasn't leaving him, but he only tugged his hand out of the blond's hand. "You're making a mistake!" a tear began to fall, as he knew he was loosing the Italian. Lovino walked out the door, as Lucas fell to his knees, more tears falling.
Abel came forward, wrapping an arm around the Norwegian as he bawled his eyes out. No one really knew what to do, as they had never seen Lucas so upset. Emil came forward, also wrapping his brother in a hug.
I AM SO CRUEL! It gets worse. It definitely gets worse, i am sorry. I been gone for how long? and then I end it like this!? well, not really end but ya get what I mean si? lol anyways, I will try to update the next chapter as soon as possible!