Luberto Episodes ~

2nd Episode: Slip and Fall

(For Alberto's POV, my hc is that Guido and Cicco introduced him to cussing and now he's addicted. Cussing will be featured whenever I write in Alberto's POV.)

Ah, this old place again. I remembered I still had some things here, so I needed to get them so I can put them in my room at Massimo's. It still smells like shit, but fortunately today the salt in the air was enough to drown it out. Sometimes, I feel like I still live here in this ol' tower. Just...living in an actual house seems unreal. The feeling of living by yourself still lingers, y' know? I sigh, and got back to packing and organizing things.

I'm taking a small break on top of the tower. Man, the view up here is priceless! Then I noticed the sun starting to set. I looked back at my old room to see the progress. Eh...I just need a few more things and then I'll be set to go home. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw something in the sky that got my attention. All I remember is getting up to get a closer look before someone familiar screaming my name.

Then everything went black.

I squinted my eyes before waking up. Man it's fucking bright out. Wait, what just happened? How long was I out for? I was still on the grass so it couldn't have been long. I looked at my stomach to find blood everywhere. And holy shit was it bad. My yellow tank and brown shorts got stained! Now I'll have to wash them. I loved getting dirty, but I hate washing things.

"Alberto!" I heard after a gasp. I looked up to find Luca in front of me, hands slapped over his mouth. "Ayo..Luca!" A sharp pain went through my head and I put my hand on my forehead. I must have hit it pretty damn hard for it to hurt this bad. "Oh Alberto..." Luca muttered in such a way fish appeared in my stomach. This isn't the first time this has happened, but still unfamiliar to me. What could it be? I'll ask Massimo or Giulia about it later.

"We have to get you to Massimo, quick!" Oh shit. Not Massimo! Don't tell anyone, but I don't tell Massimo things like this because I don't want him to worry. I don't like people worrying about me, okay? Not even Luca. Especially not Luca. "Why? I'm perfectly fi-" "No you're not, you're bleeding like crazy!" Luca cried. I couldn't say anything after that. Was he being serious?

"A-Alberto I-" he stuttered. Now I can tell he was really worried, he started to flick his fingers. "I thought I lost you." Something turned on inside me, because I knew exactly what he was feeling. I grabbed his shoulders and said, "Luca," I paused, then continued. "I'm standing perfectly fine, see? I'm a hard nut to crack." I pulled him in, which made my heart beat really fast for some reason. "I'll be okay."

I heard soft sobbing from Luca. I feel like a little piece of my heart dies with every cry. I just want him to be happy, goddamnit! I never fucking wanted him to see me like this. I'm not the best at comforting people, so I just kept hugging him until he stopped.

We both decided we should come home together, and that he'll help with my stuff tomorrow. it was a long day and I've been starving. Luca tapped my shoulder to get my attention. "Um..Alberto..could you uh..possibly, h-hold my hand..." Those damn fish came back, what the fuck is this shit? I couldn't help but smile like that. It made me feel like Luca was asking me to protect him.

"If that's what'll make you feel better, of course you can."