JSYK I wrote chapters 2-4 (maybe more by now) in one day...

I'm on a roll~~~~~

Chapter 4: Three parts of a whole

"M-married?" I asked and sighed in a hint of relief. There was no way in hell my little brother or that Potato Bastard was ready for a child, much less a baby.

"Si!" He chirped and smiled brightly, holding out his hand. I looked at it. I had to give the Potato some credit. It was a nice ring. "He proposed in November, so we went ahead and did it because I thought you wouldn't approve. I was going to tell you sooner, but I was busy doing other things, and then out boss called and I thought I could tell you both at once! I'm so sorry I didn't tell you sooner!"

"When was it?"

"Uh... Last day of November..."

I couldn't help but smile at him as I sat next to him. It was about time someone didn't just leave him. Even if I hated that Bastard, he makes my brother happy. I would never tell either one of them this, but I'm thankful that Feliciano has him.

"What about you?" He asked and grabbed my hands. "Nothing?!" He asked in a very surprised tone. I shook my head and shrugged a little bit.

"Nothing."

"But you were... several times... a-and I thought you had also eloped without telling anyone." Feliciano muttered, shaking his head a little.

"Antonio doesn't even know about the miscarriages." I mumbled and pulled my hands back, crossing my arms.

"How many?"

"Five..."

"Fratello... You should-"

"I'm beginning to give up, Feliciano." I said and cut him off. I bit my lip and sighed. "A-and Antonio wants to have a family, but I can't give it to him. He doesn't even know it's possible because if I tell him, then he'll get sad. O-or what if he gets mad at me for never saying anything? And how can we have a family if he's not even committed enough to propose, and me too scared to say anything."

Feliciano grabbed my hand and looked at me. "Calm down, it will be okay. It always is, remember? Remember when we were little and you were in trouble, Big Brother Spain came to your rescue, when you thought it was over. And that night when you were sick, didn't he care for you? You'll be okay, and I'm sure he'll understand."

"Well, this is different. What if he hates me when I tell him? I hid this from him for two years. he practically tells me everything." I looked at my brother and sighed. He was right. I hate it when he's right, because it's so uncommon and when he is right it's very serious.

"You shouldn't give up so easily. This isn't war you know. It's us just acting human for once." He said and let me go only to hug me.

It didn't last long, only until the door opened.

"Aww hug fest! I wanna join!" Marcello's voice sounded as he ran to the couch and wrapped his arms around both of us at once.

"Let... Go..." I choked out before they both let go of me in a fit of laughter. "You two are insane!" I yelled.

Marcello laughed some more before calming down. "Sorry, sorry. You two have been gone so long. I might as welll run the whole place on my own."

"In your dreams, fratellINO." Feliciano said while laughing a little himself. He loved being able to be an older brother. Even if they acted exactly the same.

I shook my head as the both sat down next to each other. I wanted so badly to return to Spain. They didn't even seem to notice when I went into the kitchen. Thankfully we had some tomatoes, so i grabbed one and began to eat it while listening to them babble on about whatever.

I checked my phone, which had been off since I got here. It was a bad idea because it was going off constantly when I did.

From: Antonio

Lovi I miss you!

Text me when you get there so i know you're safe!

Love you!

Are you okay? I haven't heard from you yet...

I found that shirt I was looking for on Thursday! You know the one you bought me for my birthday that you said I looked sexy in? Tell me when you're coming home so I can wear it for you ;)

Looooviiii!

Are you ignoring me?

I just realized your phone might be off... So I'll stop texting you.

After this... Te amo~ Enjoy your trip and I'll see you when you come home!

I chuckled a little. Of course he could blow up my phone when I left. 'I made it here safe, I'll know tomorrow when I can come home. Yes, wear the shirt... I just turned my phone on... Love you too, Bastard'

Feliciano and Marcello made their happy way into the kitchen. "Do you want to help make dinner, Fratello?" Feliciano asked me. "Marcello is making his sauce and I'm making pasta, but you could do something if you wanted to."

I shook my head. "I'm going to go lay down, you two have fun."

"What do you mean you have to stay there for two weeks?!" Antonio said when I called him the second night I was in Italy.

"My boss wants us all here until the January reports come in for us to finish. Then I can be free until after your birthday. Which means I can spend it with you." I replied, holding the phone to my ear and writing with the other hand. It was the last week of January anyway, so once we had that done ,we could then return to our normal lives. "The only one who gets to leave is Marcello, because he has to be back in his own territory, and Feliciano is going up to Venice."

I heard him whine on the other end. "I wish I could come see you, but I still have to do mine... for December... January."

"Your laziness never fails to amaze me, amore." I mumbled and turned over a paper to read it.

"Well, I have been a little distracted." He fucking purred into the phone. "Are you busy right now?"

"I'm going to be busy for weeks, but I'm just doing some forms that need my signature."

"What are you wearing?" He asked in that tone he uses when he wants something.

"Antonio... I'm not doing this right now." I muttered, trying to relax and calm the blush that most likely had appeared on my face.

"Later? Maybe when your brothers leave?" He asked hopefully.

"Maybe, but don't get your hopes up." I replied, glancing at the clock. 11:35 p.m. "It's late anyway..."

"So I'll just call you tomorrow, because I know how tired you get after a meeting. That and you're brothers must have you exhausted." Antonio mumbled, yawning into the phone. I hate it when he does that. I could tell he had probalby worn himself out today.

I yawned a little to myself, and nodded before muttering a small. "Si..."

"Buenas noches, mi amor" He said softly.

"Buona notte, amore." I replied before hanging up and staring at my bed. Which I was going to sleep in alone, without anyone to keep me warm. Or help me when I had nightmares. Or when I just couldn't sleep...

It was going to be a long two weeks.

Boom! 4 chapters in one day but by time this is posted I might have had more done. So by now you're probably like "What is she doing?"

I'm not explaining!

So deal with it!

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