( Arsenio's pov will come soon again but atm there is more happening for Alessya.)
Its been two days, today is his funeral. I haven't stopped crying these days, it hurts a lot more now that i also don't see Arsenio anymore. But it was the right decision to make. "We're going." My mom says. We walk outside together and sit in the car.
We arrive and its basically only my family here, i feel like my heart is breaking in peaces very slowly which makes it so much more painful. Everyone said what they wanted to say, i just said nothing. And everyone left. I stayed, i just wanted to be alone.
I sigh and walk towards the coffin. They already closed it but i open it again. "Your hair is again not how i like it." I say as i smile tears rolling down my eyes. I go trough his hair like i always did and then he would slap my hand away and still he wouldn't change his hair back. "What do i do without you. How do i calm myself down, who's gonna cheer me up when i don't feel good. Who's gonna stop me when i go to far." I look at his wrist and smile. Its the bracelets we made as kids and we never took them off. I take mine off and put it around his writs. I put his around mine. "I just want you to know that im so sorry and i love you."
I look in the bag i took with me and get his cap out. "There was never a winner because one of us could easily just grab the cap again and run as hard as we could." I lay it down in his coffin. "Well i think you win because i won't be able to get it anymore now, will i?" Tears are still rolling down my cheeks. I stand up and slowly close the coffin again. "Goodbye buddy." I whisper and walk off.
I run deep into the woods and cry, cry louder than ever. I start vomiting. I just said goodbye to my best friend. I walk to my apartment not wanting to wait for my family. I cry all the way there. I walk in and see Arsenio. "Im sorry i was just getting my stuff." He says. "Oh, yh thats fine." I say. "Do you know where-." He cuts hisself off when he look at me. "Was the funeral today?" He says softly. I just nod wiping my tears away but new tears are already rolling down my cheeks again. "What were you looking for." I ask.
Its been two days, and these two days has been really shit. I started realizing that i care more about Alessya, more than i want to admit. I start to realize that i want her by my side every minute of every day. I miss her smile, her eyes. I miss her jokes and her care, maybe even her love. I even miss the bratty comments and her attitude. But its too late to realize that, my brother made sure of that. At least, i thought that it was but im right now standing infront of her again.
"Well? What were you looking for?" She says. I can't see her like this, shes broken. More than broken. Do i hug her? Maybe she refuses. "Whatever." She says and turns around. I grab her wrist turning her around again. "Please Arsenio this is already hard enough." She says. "Then just don't do this." I say.
"What else am I supposed to do!" She yells. "Just pick for yourself once!" I say raising my voice. Is it selfish to say that because i know she'll come back to me if she picks for herself. "I did! I did, and look where it got me! My brother, my best friend is dead!" There is a moment of silent before she realizes "he's really gone.. im never gonna see him again." Her breaths get heavy and she starts shaking. "Im never gonna see him again." She says again. She panics. "Arsenio, i can't." She starts crying. "I can't, i can't do it."
I cup her head in my hands. "Hey, hey. Look at me. Its gonna be okay, it'll be hard but you'll survive." She wraps her arms around my waist and hugs me, i hug her back stroking her hair. We really can't stay away from each other.
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Sorry this chapter is rlly short!
Sixteenth chapterrr! I hope you liked it🦋
I translated all the Spanish and Italian sentences so sorry if i say something wrong or say something weird/stupid.😊
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