AN: Guys, I think I'm going to be sick...I just spent the last few hours doing research on the 2p characters... I'm never going to be able to look at pasta and cupcakes the same way again! Gods, the pasta thing...gross...even if it does sound interesting...yeah, I suppose I'd try it. Never hurt anything, right?
Oh, what am I saying...
To those who reviewed:
Spamano4ever: *slowly comes out of hiding, hands over fresh pasta and tomatos* Indeed...
ThatRandomReview: Very true. The Freedom Festival...it's an early Fourth of July celebration where I'm at.
Enjoy.
When the group got back to Antonio's, Lovino hid himself away from the others. It was weird, hanging out without Lovino around too. But nobody said what was on everyone's mind.
Feliciano was the one who got up and went to check on Lovino, since everyone else was too afraid of having the tempermental Italian going off on them.
When he found Lovino, he sat down in front of him. "Fratello, what's wrong? Why are you hiding?"
Lovino shrugged. "It's nothing Feli."he mumbled.
Feliciano gave him a look. "You can tell me."he prompted. "Please?"
Lovino shook his head. "...you hate me...?"he asked.
Feliciano's eyes widened. "No, of course not!"he said. "I could never."
"At lunch, you said..."
"I know what I said,"Feliciano commented. "But I never said I hated you. Fratello, I love you. You've done so much for me, and I just don't like that you won't let someone help you. You won't even let me help you."
Lovino allowed his brother to pull him into a hug.
As soon as he was released, he joined Feliciano and the others in the living room.
Antonio kissed his cheek lightly and gave him a soft, understanding smile, and things carried on as they normally did.
That night was the worst yet. Even with Feliciano reassuring him earlier that he didn't hate him, the dreams that plagued Lovino's mind after he fell asleep said otherwise. It was terrible and Lovino woke the others up sometime around two in the morning crying.
Feliciano reacted first of everyone and set about calming Lovino down. He hated seeing his brother like this. It wasn't right.
I need some rest. And I know I'm not getting any. Fucking 2ps causing nightmares...gah...
*shivers*
I'm not used to being scared of things like this anymore...
