trespasser of personal boundaries

part five

My hands dig into Niccolo's soft hair, stroking it slowly. For the first time in a long time, my brother gave up and showed his real emotions and feelings. I knew the reason perfectly well. Why can't they just talk like adults? It hurts me to look at Nikko, realizing that he is really falling in love with Chiara every day.

—Why did she choose that bastard Damiano over me? Why am I worse, Kimi?

I fell silent, searching for the right words in my head.

— Niccolo, things don't always happen the way we want in our lives. It is not always certain people whom we love or at least like who experience the same thing. This is absolutely normal. It's a shame, it hurts, yes. But there's nothing we can do about it, just accept it.

The brown-haired man stopped abruptly, apparently he was impressed by my speech. He rolled over onto his side, looking at me. After a little thought, Niccolo decided to answer anyway.

—Maybe you're right, Kimi. I just need to let Chiara go. But I can't! All my fucking thoughts are about her!

Abruptly shaking his head, the brother got up and began to walk around the room. Camilla fell asleep a long time ago and asked to keep an eye on Niccolo so that he would not do anything in a fit of aggression or sadness. Who would have thought that on the same day the guy would not be able to sleep because of insomnia.

— Kimi, promise me. Promise me you'll never start dating Brando again. Again. I don't want him to hurt you like last time, and I had to force-feed you for days and stand by your bed. I remember what the consequences were after your breakup.

I turned away from him, closing my eyes tightly. I was still uncomfortable with such memories. The breakup really didn't affect me in the best way.

— I talked about it with Brando himself. I do not forbid you to communicate and be friends with him. But never a relationship. Don't even think about it.

I nodded, smiling broadly. Niccolo can never be disappointed in me. At least I hope so.

—I promise, Nikko. You don't have to worry.

— Okay, Kimi. I believe you.

                                 ***
—Chiara, I'm not sure Niccolo believed me.

I took a sip from the bottle. I grimaced. I hate dark beer.

—Why? He didn't tell you anything. I didn't do anything or looked at it strangely. You shouldn't be worried. Niccolo loves you, yes, sometimes he goes overboard with his control, but I'm sure it's not out of spite. For your own good.

— I don't even know what to think. He knows that I'm in a relationship with Fabio and still makes me promise.

— Unfortunately, we can't get into his head and read his mind. No matter how much you and I would like to.

I laughed, simultaneously drinking alcohol from a glass container with the blonde. I miss such moments, just sitting down and chatting with my best friend while looking at Rome. It's amazing here.

— Damn, Chiara, I'm sorry! But I think it's time, Niccolo and Cami probably started to worry about where I am now.

— I understand, run home soon. Text me when you get there!

                                  ***
— Where have you been?

As soon as I entered the house, my brother attacked me with questions. I rolled my eyes in displeasure.

— Nikko, I appreciate your concern, really, but stop fucking reacting so aggressively! Can't I just spend my free time with a friend?

— Were you with Chiara?

I grinned, seeing his joyful eyes filled with ghostly hope, even though he tried to hide it.

— Yes, it is with her.

I put the bottle of wine on the table.

— Stop staring like that, her mom shared it with me.

— Of course I believe you.

The smile disappeared immediately, I wanted to scream, but remembering in time that my family also lives here, I covered my mouth with my palm.

—What the hell are you doing here?

A brunette lay on the bed with an impudent smile, watching something on his phone with interest.

— Oh, hi Kimi! I am very glad to see you.

— It's a pity that I'm not.

—Have you always been this nervous? Or did she become like this after our breakup?

After getting out of my bed, Brando began to approach me. I began to look around the interior of the room, I did not want to communicate with this stubborn jerk again.

— Don't worry. I'm going to sleep with your brother.

— I never would have thought that my own brother would turn out to be gay. Aren't you afraid to sleep with him?

— Very original, Kimi.

After saying good night, Brando went to Niccolo's room.Sometimes I feel like he's following me. Maybe I'm just being paranoid.Perhaps you should make an appointment with a doctor.