p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"Yes! So, I apologize for the big absence. Finals are-sadly-a thing, and that means a bunch of studying to remember shit you learned at the beginning of the year and taking a bunch of huge fucking tests over things you will never need or use or think about ever again as an adult./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"Feliciano cried softly as he rode next to his brother inside of the cop car as two guards drove them in complete silence along a dirt rode. Lovino was crying, too, the boy knew. However, the oldest brother was facing his window, watching the scenery flash past./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"How did it come to this? He wondered sadly. Not even a week ago everything was perfect. Antonio was even planning on proposing to Lovino soon, but now we're here. It's all so unfair! The more he thought, the more Feliciano felt himself cry. He dreaded the car's stop once they reached their destination. Twenty years. For a man not yet that old, and another just that, twenty years was at least twenty too many, especially due to the fact that they had done nothing wrong./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"They had been bakers, for crying out loud! Ever since their grandfather had died seven years earlier, the two of them had rented out space under Antonio's parents and opened a small bakery. Antonio's parents had been fishermen though, and were lost in a violent storm three years prior. Since then, Antonio was forced from his rather easy and laid back like to take long boating trips himself to catch fish and make his own money./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"That was all gone, though. Nights sitting around a table eating and laughing, the excitement when Antonio came back from a fishing trip, and baking bread with Lovino, all gone./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"Oh, why couldn't it all just be one big nightmare?/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"Feliciano was tired. Ever since they'd been arrested, both boys had received very little sleep. As soon as the brunet realized that, he felt his eyelids grow heavy. He yawned. Thinking about how tired he actually was made him even more tired. Slowly, the boy felt himself drift to sleep./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;""Oi." A voice said quietly, nudging Feliciano's left shoulder. "Get up." If Feliciano had previously thought that he was back at home, the cold metal handcuffs he felt on his wrists shattered that image. It didn't take long to remember everything. His heart dropped like a pound of bricks to as low as it could figuratively fall. No! He realized something else as well. The car had stopped. His butt hurt from sitting on the hard seats for...he wasn't sure how long. It was dark on the other side of his eyelids, but Feliciano wasn't sure if that meant it was dark, or if the car had just stopped somewhere in the shade./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;""Oi!" Lovino's voice loudly whispered. "Wake the hell up!" He pushed his younger brother harder./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;""'M up." The auburn haired male mumbled with a yawn. Why couldn't it all just be fake? Why couldn't he be back when everything was okay?/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;""The sit up and look awake." The brunette said quietly. Feliciano nodded idly, letting out a yawn and removing his head from where it had been against the back of one of the police's seats. The boy yawned once more, and blinked tired tears out of the corners of his eyes. It was dark outside, and meh were no longer inside the car? But where had they- before Feliciano could finish the thought, he saw the two of them in front of a rather large metal building, illuminated by light seeping through an open doorway, with a stranger sanding in between the two. The three seemed to be talking. His stomach clenched, despair wiggled it's way into his chest, and he could barely breathe./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"That building was the Farm!/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"So yeah, favorite and follow and review and shit if you liked the story, because everybody likes positive feedback! Also, if you find any typos or anything really that bothers you or something, let me know because constructive criticism is also appreciated! Last thing: Wine my computer is still being a massive asshole, I am doing everything on a different device that for some reason doesn't let me use italics, so I am working on that, but until I sort it out, thoughts will be scattered into ghe story and looks hella out of place. Sorry!/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"Feliciano cried softly as he rode next to his brother inside of the cop car as two guards drove them in complete silence along a dirt rode. Lovino was crying, too, the boy knew. However, the oldest brother was facing his window, watching the scenery flash past./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"How did it come to this? He wondered sadly. Not even a week ago everything was perfect. Antonio was even planning on proposing to Lovino soon, but now we're here. It's all so unfair! The more he thought, the more Feliciano felt himself cry. He dreaded the car's stop once they reached their destination. Twenty years. For a man not yet that old, and another just that, twenty years was at least twenty too many, especially due to the fact that they had done nothing wrong./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"They had been bakers, for crying out loud! Ever since their grandfather had died seven years earlier, the two of them had rented out space under Antonio's parents and opened a small bakery. Antonio's parents had been fishermen though, and were lost in a violent storm three years prior. Since then, Antonio was forced from his rather easy and laid back like to take long boating trips himself to catch fish and make his own money./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"That was all gone, though. Nights sitting around a table eating and laughing, the excitement when Antonio came back from a fishing trip, and baking bread with Lovino, all gone./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"Oh, why couldn't it all just be one big nightmare?/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"Feliciano was tired. Ever since they'd been arrested, both boys had received very little sleep. As soon as the brunet realized that, he felt his eyelids grow heavy. He yawned. Thinking about how tired he actually was made him even more tired. Slowly, the boy felt himself drift to sleep./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;""Oi." A voice said quietly, nudging Feliciano's left shoulder. "Get up." If Feliciano had previously thought that he was back at home, the cold metal handcuffs he felt on his wrists shattered that image. It didn't take long to remember everything. His heart dropped like a pound of bricks to as low as it could figuratively fall. No! He realized something else as well. The car had stopped. His butt hurt from sitting on the hard seats for...he wasn't sure how long. It was dark on the other side of his eyelids, but Feliciano wasn't sure if that meant it was dark, or if the car had just stopped somewhere in the shade./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;""Oi!" Lovino's voice loudly whispered. "Wake the hell up!" He pushed his younger brother harder./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;""'M up." The auburn haired male mumbled with a yawn. Why couldn't it all just be fake? Why couldn't he be back when everything was okay?/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;""The sit up and look awake." The brunette said quietly. Feliciano nodded idly, letting out a yawn and removing his head from where it had been against the back of one of the police's seats. The boy yawned once more, and blinked tired tears out of the corners of his eyes. It was dark outside, and meh were no longer inside the car? But where had they- before Feliciano could finish the thought, he saw the two of them in front of a rather large metal building, illuminated by light seeping through an open doorway, with a stranger sanding in between the two. The three seemed to be talking. His stomach clenched, despair wiggled it's way into his chest, and he could barely breathe./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"That building was the Farm!/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"So yeah, favorite and follow and review and shit if you liked the story, because everybody likes positive feedback! Also, if you find any typos or anything really that bothers you or something, let me know because constructive criticism is also appreciated! Last thing: Wine my computer is still being a massive asshole, I am doing everything on a different device that for some reason doesn't let me use italics, so I am working on that, but until I sort it out, thoughts will be scattered into ghe story and looks hella out of place. Sorry!/p