Chapter 5
"HOLY SHIT! RED LIGHT! RED LIGHT! STOP DRIVING!"
"We're in the parking lot, you bastard."
Daan hugged tightly the front passenger's seat for his dear life ever since he found out what a reckless driver Lovino was. He finally let go of the seat with a sigh looking at Lovino as if he was crazy.
"Are you trying to kill me?"
"Are you trying to fucken explode my ear drum? Damnit."
Lovino got off the car after Daan practically fell off. He couldn't feel his legs once he realized how long he was crouching behind the seat. He seemed surprised that they parked in a school rather than his house or something. The parking lot was empty except for a modern red car in the distance.
"First I thought you were driving home, then I thought you were driving to hell, now I realize you drove to school."
"My brother's still here."
Lovino walked towards the entrance to the school; from the distance he could see his twin brother crying in the steps with some blond German (he forgot his name) awkwardly trying to comfort him. He still didn't have any excuses for where he could have been. He was sure his brother his brother had already tried the principal's and nurse's office, so he didn't have much of an option but to not say anything at all. Something told him it wasn't a very good idea to tell him where he really was, he would panic too much. How did he know this? It was because he was practically panicking for Antonio. Something in him was eating him about leaving him behind with those people. He knew what they would do with him; his grandfather was an ex-member of the mafia and he was more than a little aware of what would happen.
"Lovino!"
Shit. Feliciano saw his almost identical figure in the distance. He ran towards his brother while he walked hoping some idea would hit him; it did. It was stupid, but he knew it was better than nothing. Feliciano hugged him while the German looked at him with suspect. Lovino gave him a stare with cold hatred back.
"Where were you? I looked everywhere until I tripped into Ludwig and he asked me why I was crying so I told him that I couldn't find you and he helped me to look for you until we still couldn't find you, we looked in the nurse's office and you weren't there- Lovino! You're bleeding! Did you fall? Are you-?"
"I'm fine, idiota."
"Where were you then?"
The German looked at him with the same stare waiting for a response. Feli looked at him with a questioning and worried look. For some reason Lovino found himself sickened how this German who Feli just met was so close to his brother. He felt like punching him in the throat, but the idiot was almost five inches taller than him. He just returned the stare and responded with a voice as sharp as daggers.
"I got pushed into the basement and got locked inside."
"I don't believe you."
"Well that's your problem, you bastard. Now stay the fuck away from my business."
Feliciano noticed something very weird in Lovino; he was more cold and short-tempered than normal. It kind of scared him. Lovino shook his head and turned around. Before he left Feli caught his wrist. A pain shot up Lovino's arm making his knees buckle to the floor. His eyes fill with tears. His wrists were sensible, he noticed as he swore under his breath. Feli fell next to him asking him many frantic questions. Lovino ignored him and ran away.
He didn't know how much he ran, but apparently he ran all the way home. He took the emergency key from one the top of the door, opened it and ignored the fact that his grandfather screamed for him as he ran to his room. He locked the door and went to his bathroom to run away from the screams. He looked at himself in the mirror. How long could he stand this? He just realized what might have happened to Antonio right this moment. He couldn't stand the thought of him probably laying dead now. He felt tears run across his cheek. He needed someone, but he refused to go with someone. No one would understand what he was feeling. He finally understood why he was so worried, why he always avoided Antonio's eyes, why he couldn't get his eyes off his mind; he was in love. He was in love with his Spanish teacher…
A/N
Heeeyyy!
Wassup, yeah, I mean I know that whoever is reading this is too cool and awesome to be pissed off at me for my very late update. Pfffhhh, you have al right to get really mad at me. I just have been really busy lately. Okay, that's a lie, I have been really lazy, actually. And I had no freaken idea what Lovino was going to do, so. Anyway, no one reviewed last chapter so no one asked any questions to Spain…
Spain: *happy dances*
Me: *cries silently*
But, since I did update late I decided to find songs that ach attitudes to this fanfiction about some of the characters…
Daan/Netherlands: Hero- Skillet
Lovino/Romano: Pain- Three Days Grace
Antonio/Spain: Monster- Skillet
Emma/Belgium: Awake and Alive-Skillet
I skillet OwO
Well, love ya all. Adios!
Idiota: idiot
Feliciano: Italy
Reviews: r/welcome
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