rabbia, confusione e adolescenza.

stupid feelings.

Livia's P.O.V.

Right now, I'm on a date with Pietro. And I swear I'm going crazy. What happened the last time I was with Bianca... It really hit me up. Completely. I don't know what's happening. But maybe, just maybe I am into it. A lot.

I almost kissed her there. I always do those stupid things. I almost made another bad choice. I have everything I need, why does my head still play those tricks?!

— Well, then, I was partially humiliated by everyone. So, yeah, I didn't get to be on the team. — He said while I wasn't really paying attention, but I understood.

— What are you gonna do, then? — I asked while looking away to the ocean. The ocean suddenly didn't remind of Pietro's eyes like before. Now, the sky was orange and the trees were making the whole atmosphere look beautiful. Like her eyes.

Ugh.

— Um... I don't know. I'll just train more, I guess. Livia- Livia, are you with me? — He asked with a little tone of annoyance as he turned his head to me and I did the same as I widened my eyes.

— Huh? Yeah. Yeah, sorry. Uh, I was just... Thinking about something else. But yeah, train and you'll surely get into the team. Like last year. — I said as I leaned against the table, holding my arms as if I needed protection. This was boring. I didn't wanna be here.

— Well, last year I just got to the team because of Is-... Um. Never mind. — He stopped talking, but I knew what he was gonna say. I mean, Isa was an angel to him while I was ignoring and making him feel bad. I had my reasons but... Maybe I did some bad things. It still pissed me off, though. Why'd he be talking about her now?

— No, I do mind. — I said with a smile with no humor in my face. — Isa helped you. That's what you were gonna say.

He frowned and sighed. Then, he nodded.

— Why'd you stop talking, though? Do you still think about her, Pietro? — Suddenly, I felt like... I needed a fight with him. Maybe I'm just too troubled but... I felt the urge to make it seem more... Exciting. That little something me, and Pietro always had.

Chaos.

He looked confused but then he approached and looked at me with that familiar rage. — What the hell are you talking about, Livia?

— What do you think I'm talking about?! I'm saying what... I'm saying the truth. I get it, Pietro. — We were on a kiosk, but I didn't care about sounding louder. — Isabel Diop, she's... Kind, she's thoughtful. She's pretty. I would still think about her if I was you. It's just, we always have to have an issue, right?

He got up and scoffed, as if he couldn't believe my words. I couldn't believe in it either... What am I doing?

— You're creating the issue right now. We we're just fine by like two minutes ago. What are you trying to do?! — He said as his voice came to my tone and I got up too as I faced him.

— ...I don't know! Look... That's just what I think. Alright?

— We've been through a lot, Livia. Don't force your problems into us. — He said as his voice calmed down but he still carried the same anger.

I looked up at him and laughed disgusted. — You're one to talk.

— You- Hell... Look, Liv, I gotta go. We're fine. Okay? We're fine. — He says and suddenly walked away. I knew he wanted to say some shit at my face but he couldn't. Because we both want our relationship to be just fine. At least, that's what it's supposed to happen?