Chapter 11
A/N
I just realized something. I am an idiot. I am a stupid idiot who thinks she can write but keeps on changing her ideas.
Spain: Are you okay?
Lovino: S-She confessed to herself. WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?!
Netherlands: I think she hit her head…
America: IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD
America, what are you doing here?
America: I don't really know…
Whatever, it's because I just realized how much I changed the story from the beginning… Here, I had the time to make up the excuses… (I spent all night thinking about them)
1-. When Antonio told his story he found both his parents were killed by Jackson's dad, but then I realized that he died fighting another man for the freedom of his mom. Okay, he did fight when Jackson was in his room, but the guy pulled out a gun and killed him where he stood. His mom was there, got depressed and got his gun and killed herself because she was in such shock.
2-. I told you that Antonio's sister kept on nagging him to stop acting as if he were eighteen, but I also said that she was let go and she escaped when Antonio fought for her freedom. I, unwillingly corrected that, when Antonio lastly fought he left at the last minute so he also had his freedom.
Yeah, I also put the rating to M just in case, so I find myself with no limit
Yeah, I'm an idiot and these were lame make-ups… Okay, my darling reviewers of last chapter ad my responses.
TarrelYoukai:
Protective! Spain: *hugs Romano protectively*
Romano: *struggles away from grip*
Protective Spain is protective :D. Well, anyway, she has a question:
LOVINO?! WHY WOULD YOU GO TO A STRANGE ADDRESS GAVE TO YOU BY SOMEONE THAT IS PERFECTLY WILLING TO KILL YOU!?
Lovino: Because the crazy bitch writing this fucken fan fiction made me…
I am not a bitch. I'm just crazy and slightly perverted. Anyway, he went there because he held a grudge against his brother and, in all fairness, what Jackson said was true, you know about some people having too much happiness, not the way he was handling it though, he handled it in the worst way. Plus, Lovino just wanted something to make him happy, and something in him told him that Jackson could make him happy. Okay, that came out the wrong way, but I meant it in the right way.
America96:
Thanks, but I'm a sis, not a bro, a sis.
To the story!
Weeks passed and Lovino went every time more often. Jackson kept on asking him to join his gang, but Lovino kept on saying he was going to think about it. He kept on going farther and farther apart from his brother until his utter voice soon got the worst of him only pissing him of more than usual. Rumors were spread around the school about him being in some sort of drug abuse, but there was never some solid proof of it. Lovino soon learned that the drink he first drunk did have something in it. It was some sort of drug that he never remembered the name. He didn't really care either, he just took the white dust and poured in his drink and that was it. The effects were surprisingly good, but the side effects, not so much. He wasn't sure what they were, but he just went with it. He was very good with hiding them, but his grandfather and brother suspected so many things.
The whole school was in the auditorium because of some sort of big announcement the principal had. Lovino found it a complete waste of time to find out it was just a couple of days was canceled from class. From his seat he could see his brother hugging the German. He didn't care anymore. His brother could go die in a hole and he wouldn't care. He headed towards Spanish class for the first time in about a week. He kept on ditching that class just to avoid his brother. And Antonio. He found out his brother switched to some other empty seat next to some Hungarian. One problem down, one to go. Class went on, and he couldn't help to just be bored. He also felt dizzy, a bit nauseas too. He ignored it.
Antonio found himself happy to find Lovino in his class, but something was different. He seemed ill and had grown into some sort of attitude. He waited to the end of class as Lovino slowly passed through him.
"Lovino, can I talk to you?"
He stopped as the last student walked through the door. His voice didn't seem as cute as before, it seemed more icy and sharp. His eyes seemed so much darker and colder and heartless. He could feel what was going on. He feared of what happened to him. Could Jackson have…?
"What?"
"Lovino, are you okay, you seem different."
"I'm fine, is that it?"
"…Lovino, have you been with…Have you been with Jackson?"
"Why do you ask?"
"It's just, you don't, you're not the same."
"Okay then."
He couldn't take it anymore and jerked his chin so that their eyes met. They both kept their eyes narrowing at each other. Antonio couldn't believe he could hate Lovino this much.
"Lovino, this is serious, have you been with him?"
Lovino slapped the hand away confused on why he was so concerned about it.
"Why do you fucken care all of the sudden?"
"All of the sudden-"
He groaned in frustration. It seemed as if he was forcing him into saying something he was desperately trying to avoid.
"Por el amor de dios, Lovino! This person is only going to bring you trouble. You can't see it now, but you will soon enough."
They both finally realized how much there voice rose. Antonio watched himself and lowered his voice once more. So did Lovino.
"You didn't answer my question. Why do you fucken care so much about what happens to me?"
"You know what, just forget this crap."
Antonio headed for the door, but Lovino caught his elbow and pushed him against the door. It seemed as if only Antonio noticed the small distance between them.
"Why do you care so much, bastardo?"
"Lovino…"
Lovino put himself closer only for there to be no space in between there bodies only making the Spaniard blush.
"Why?"
The Spaniard laid his hand on the Italian's cheek.
"B-Because-"
Lovino got closer until there foreheads touched.
"I love you…"
They both leaned in as the world soon faded in. They closed there eyes until a sudden knock on the door startled them both. Lovino swore under his breathe. Antonio opened the door to find Daan there staring after the angry Italian as he left back home.
A/N
*giggles darkly*
You all are angry now, aren't you? You all hate Daan, don't you? I love cockblocking people so much.
Daan: Netherlands
Emma: Belgium
Lovino: Romano
Feliciano: Italy
And I forgot who else I used :P Well, good day to you all.
May you all have a good time under a world of rainbows and loving yaoi
~o~
One day later…
I-I…M-me…re-re…
Lovino: What the hell is wrong with her?
T-ten….t-t-u
Spain: *pokes author*
Belgium: Are you okay?
Me: *stammers*
Lovino: *bitch slaps*
Me: OW! What the hell was that for, you son of a bitch!?
Spain: You were having some sort of seizure, I think…
I just realized something. I opened my account and, and I HAD TEN FUCKEN REVIEWS!
*happy dances*
All from the same person
Lovino: O-e
Spain: O.O
Netherlands: -.-
Belgium: …
Trappedinmyself1
I dedicate you this happy dance. Now Spain, give her a freaken hug, NOW
Spain: *hugs*
I'm so happy, she is the only one who noticed when I screwed everything up because she read it all together. I am sorry you had to read my screw ups OwO''
Anyway, she has question
Lovino: Mierda…
Me: Lovino, vete al infierno, go to hell, you are going to answer the necessary.
Anyhow on to my question. Lovi, (I call you whatever I want, don't like it? Suck it.) What makes you think Toni is thinking of someone else when kissing you? Would you kiss Luddy (potato bastard) or Feli and think of someone else? No? I didn't think so. If he was into chicks, he wouldn't be kissing you, a guy. Just sayin'. Well that wasn't really a question... more like a rant... *shrugs* Still give me your comments on this Lovi, I want to know this
Lovino: Dammit, why do you all call me Lovi! It's nothing but a stupid nickname created by the bastard of my brother.
Me: Answer the question
Lovino: You answer it, you were the one who made me do all that stuff.
Me: Vete a la chingada, idiota. If anyone understood that, I apologize for my street language :D Okay, um, Lovino is in one of his stupid bad moods, but the thing is that Lovi-
Lovino: *glares*
Me: …-no, constantly puts himself down because of his low-self esteem making him hard to believe that someone loves him. He also thinks that the only reason why he kissed him was so he wouldn't hurt his feelings.
Second question…
Oh and Toni, will you please tell this idiota that you're not into girls (preferably while wearing a Hawaiian grass skirt and no shirt. Oh and you have to be carrying a basket full of tomatoes that dance and sing on Italian. Oh and after you tell him you have to change really fast and start break dancing. (With the tomatoes too.) Okey super aerie request... hahaha love the story.
Spain: uhh…
Me: Do it.
Spain: Where am I suppose to get the grass skirt and tomatoes?
Me: *Hands grass skirt* Use the basket of tomatoes TarrelYouKai gave you. Shirt off pretty boy.
Spain: *Does as he is told by reviewer, changes rapidly and start breakdancing*
Me: I love torturing things that don't belong to me… *nosebleed*
Thank you soo much for reading this stupid pile of crap I wrote, I know it must not be so good, but I will be forever thank ful.
Adios!
P.S. What the heck is a beta?