Lovino's eyes widened as Antonio's heart monitor speed up. What was going on? He began to panic. 'What if Antonio gave up?' he thought. "A-Antonio?" He asked, squeezing his hand tighter. "Stop it" he pleaded "You're scaring me, bastard!"

"Move" A doctor demanded, suddenly appearing beside Lovino. The Italian's eyes widened but he did as he was told, moving out of the way as doctors crowded around Antonio. A nurse saw Lovino's panic "I think you should leave" she said as politely as possible. Lovino nodded slowly, not really processing what she said until she walked him out of the room and tried to make him call his brother to come pick him up.

"I don't want to go" He argued "I-I have to see if he's okay"

"Sir, I really think it'd be better if you go home for a while, you've been by his side every minute" She reasoned with him.

After a while, she finally got him to call Feliciano, who came to pick his brother up as soon as possible

~~About Ten minutes later~~

Feliciano drove up and immediately realized, his brother looked like a mess. "…Lovi?" He asked. In the time it took Feliciano to arrive, he had convinced himself Antonio was dead and never coming back. Why else would he be asked to leave the room? Why else would his heart monitor have sped up? "H-he's gone…" Lovino mumbled, trying not to look like his heart had just been crushed into a million pieces. Feliciano frowned, knowing what his brother meant "It'll be okay, Lovi" He said, placing a comforting hand on his older brother's shoulder. It tore the younger Italian apart to know Antonio was gone, but he wouldn't show it. He had to be the strong one this time.

He knew what Antonio mean to his brother, he could tell that the two loved each other, even though they never actually got together. "No!" Lovino yelled, "It won't be okay! H-he's gone Feliciano! He'll never come back!" He quickly hid his face as tears began to fall.

Feliciano sighed and decided it would be best if he just took Lovino home. He could hear quiet sobs come from his brother, but he knew better than to say anything about it. Lovino was hurting, anyone with eyes could see that.

As soon as they arrived at the house, Lovino got out, slamming the door and going up to his room immediately. The same thought as earlier came through his head but with more force. 'All your fault. Antonio's dead. And it's your fault. He'll never come back, because of you. You'll never be able to see those beautiful emerald green eyes, or see those beautiful, bright smiles. And it's your fault' a voice said over and over in his head, taunting him. "I-I know" He sobbed into his pillow. When Feliciano came up and told him dinner was done, he simply refused to get out and eat. He told his brother he wasn't hungry.

Antonio squeezed his eyes shut, fear gripping his heart. He wasn't ready to die… he couldn't die yet. The pressure that was around his hand had left him, which worried him greatly. "Sir" A male's voice said. "Open your eyes please," the voice instructed but the Spaniard refused. He didn't care who the voice belonged to, he didn't care if it was God's voice, and he wasn't going to open his eyes. If he opened his eyes there'd be no more turning back, he'd lose everything.

"Turn down the lights" the male voice instructed. "Yes, sir" a female voice replied. Suddenly, the bright light that he could see from behind his eyelids dimmed and he was tricked into slowly opening his eyes.

He looked around for a moment, the loud almost unbearable shrill beeping he had heard earlier was slowing to a steadier beeping. He saw people in white around him and he slowly realized he was in a hospital. At first he was confused, before the images came back to him all at once

~~Flash back! ~~

Antonio drove down the winding black road. He had decided Lovino needed to be cheered up, and a picnic would be just perfect for this! He glanced over at Lovino, who was still scowling angrily at the window. Antonio grinned at him, "Cheer up Lovi~!" He said, Lovino looked over unamused. "Fuck off ba-"He didn't finish his sentence as his eyes went wide. Antonio looked over and saw a car coming straight towards them. After that, almost everything else was a blur.

The car hit, someone screamed, and without thinking, Antonio tried to cover Lovino, taking the damage that was meant for the Italian.

~~Back to reality! ~~

As this all came back to Antonio he asked, panicked "Where's Lovino? Is he okay? I need to see him" He said urgently

"Sir, visiting hours are over." A nurse informed him "I'm sure he'll come by and visit you tomorrow though" She assured him. Antonio frowned at this, but nodded "si…"

A doctor checked a few things before smiling at him and telling him to get some rest before the room cleared out.

Antonio tried his hardest to sleep, he really did. But he just couldn't sleep without knowing if Lovino was okay.

Gah… I really hope this wasn't confusing… Since Antonio woke up in this chapter I didn't see it fitting to use the Italics again… I typed this at about one in the morning, so I'm exhausted, sorry for any grammatical errors! And thank you guys so much for the Follows and favorites and comments! You honestly made my day! Again, hope you liked it and it wasn't too confusing! And as always, tips are always welcome!