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All the magazines and things I threw on the ground yesterday night, I'm laying all those things back on the table. Meanwhile, I'm wondering why Thomas has car magazines, since he doesn't even like cars. The front door flies open, and Thomas comes in with two hot coffees he got for me, before he will go to the studio. "Hey baby, did you know that we are getting new neighbors today?", looking at the newspaper, he asks, and I take one of the coffees out of his hand, kissing his cheek. "No, that women was so nice", I whined, sitting down on a chair. "She is leaving today, and she said a boy our age is coming to live there", Thomas mutters, eating a sandwich, which laid there for a day already.

"No baby, that's so gross", gagging, I take the sandwich away from him. "Fuck you I'm hungry", he snapped, slapping my ass. "Do that tonight, and go to the studio now", I felt like his mother now, but I loved taking care of him. "Bye bye, love you", he said, placing three small kisses on both my cheeks and my lips, before he left.

The fridge was almost empty, and the kitchen cabinets as well, so I decided to go to the stores to buy new food. When I got out of the door, I saw in the house next to ours all kind of moving boxes. "Camilla?!", a voice I never wanted to hear again ran into my ear, and my heart stopped. My eyes turned towards the front door of that house, and I wide-eyed. Trying to sound enthusiastic, I said "Alessandro". I smiled at the guy in front of me, who is my brother. With my whole heart I hoped he wasn't the one who came to live here. "Haven't seen you in a while, I thought you lived out of town", he said, hugging me. Awkwardly I hugged him back.

"Some tiny things happened the last month, but now I live here", I said, still fake smiling. The reason while I moved from Palermo all the way back to Rome, is because I hate my brothers. He is an ass and he ruined my whole time when I lived in Palermo. When we moved to Palermo after high school, my parents told me that I could stay here since my boyfriend lived here, but I decided to move with them to Palermo. Alessandro had more trouble moving away from here, so he started acting like a real jerk. All the friends I made, he stole them, and even my job. He told my boss he was better than me, so I got fired and he took my job.

"Are you coming to live here?", I asked, earning a painful pad on my shoulder. "Yes sis, I'm your neighbor now", annoyingly enthusiastic he laughs. I knew I have to be nice to him, but it was just really hard. "W-why don't you come over tonight, for diner", I said, padding him on his shoulder just like he did on mine. "That would be nice sister", he smiled. "I'll just go do the groceries right now", smiling, I said, trying not to cry. Why does all this happens to me? 

My brother sits on the chair at the table, while I lay on my bed. I just told him my whole story about what happened the last months. He seems kind of shocked, and looks at the wooden ground, drinking his water. "Wow, that is heavy sis", he mumbles, and I not. "Duh", rolling with my eyes, I wonder why I hate him. Right now he is actually being nice, but it won't make alright what he did.

Finally, after hearing my brother his boring life stories for two hours, Thomas came home. "Hello baby", his voice made me smile. My boyfriend froze for a second when he saw my brother. "Oh hello, you are?", he asked, and I got up, kissing Thomas his cheeks. "Amore, this is my brother", I said, and my brother grinned. "Ow, hi Alessandro right?", he took four steps towards him, shaking his hand. "Yes, man, nice house", Alessandro said, looking around Thomas his house again. "So you are our new neighbor?", my boyfriend asked, while I gave him a glass of wine, and he lights himself a cigarette. "Yep that's me".

Right after my brother left our apartment, and went back to packing out boxes in his new place, I started to panic. "Oh my gosh, my brother he he", my breath went load and Thomas grabbed my arms. "Calm down, it's your brother", he said, but I pushed his hand off of me. "He is the reason I came back here, he is the reason I came back to Giovanni", I snapped, not noticing the tears on my cheeks. "Baby baby girl please calm down, it's all fine", the power in my arms disappeared and I fell into his chest, wishing this was just all a big nightmare.

"No no no you don't understand, he is annoying, and for once my life is perfect, perfect with all the people I love, but now he is here and everything is ruined", I kept talking, and Thomas stopped me. Desperate he took my hands, and he had no idea what to do.

T H O M A S

I was powerless. She was panicking, and I couldn't help her. Nothing could help her. "Baby I need you to calm down please", I snapped, trying to get myself from crying. Camilla her breath was high, and she took some grip on a chair. "I can't live with him in the house next door", she snapped, before she fell forwards. Luckily, I caught her in my arms. Only two times before she had these kind of panic attacks, and both times, it scared the hell out of me. Her panicking stopped, and replaced with heavy sobs inside my chest. "It's going to be fine", I comforted her, kissing her sweaty forehead. If there was only one thing I was able to do to help her. 

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I hate it, but I love it.

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