Si prega di non lasciare

~Sweet Dreams~

     Another day, which was another hell for Feliciano. Feli had to deal with literal hell all day; Whether it was from his brother, grandfather, teachers, and Ludwig. 

"Dio...Ludwig," 

Feliciano muttered tearfully. 

"H-He didn't mean those meanie things he said to me, Right?" 

Feliciano's mother and father always told him to look at the bright side of things; Feliciano was having a hard time understanding those words. 

"Wow, I thought you were such a goodie, goodie, Feliciano to miss a class~" 

Feliciano flinched at hearing Richard. Richard was one of the few that made his life a living hell but did a great job at it. 

"V-Ve!? Richard-!'' 

Feliciano's sentence was caught off from a slap to the face. 

"Don't speak to me, you bitch!" 

Feliciano whimpered and spit some blood to the ground, from the hard slap. Feliciano was pushed to the ground with extreme force. Feli now regretted not going to his Algebra class. This was a perfect time to get beat up. '

Dio..Please let it end!' 

Feliciano thought pitifully. 

"So you finally learnt your place, huh? Good! Now I can get to work~" 

Richard pulled him up by his hair and gave him a hard punch to the face. Feliciano said nothing; only grunts of pain escaping his lips. Richard then gave him a kick to the stomach. 

"Ha! I wonder how Ludwig can even love you.. All you do is whimper, cry, scream, and most of all, you can't even defend yourself." 

Feli was given another hard kick to the stomach from Richard; right before he went back to class. Feliciano laid there for a couple of minutes and had his own thoughts to listen to.. None of them giving him reassurance.. Just adding more water to the bucket, soon to tip.. 

Feliciano stared at the ceiling, deciding to rest his eyes. It was tough to try and ignore something that was a recurrent thing. What could he do? All that he ever did was cry and ask for help. He never could actually protect himself.

Feliciano was soon picked up, by none other, Ludwig. A stoic, strong German male. Feliciano's boyfriend/best friend.

"F-Feli!?" 

Ludwig quickly picked up the tiny Italian and brushed his bloodied bangs out of his face and frowned. 

"Richard did this I suppose..?"

Feliciano nodded muttering a small 'Si.' Ludwig frowned deeply, before walking down the hallway. 

"I'm going to take you to the office. You can't stay here in this condition, but you should be well enough for training tonight."

Feliciano winced from the thought of training but didn't want to disappoint his love.

After Feliciano's grandfather picked Feli up, he went straight to his room and did his everyday process, but didn't see his knife under his bed. 

"Hey, dumbo? Looking for this?" 

Feliciano gasped seeing Lovino at the door with his pocket knife. 

"F-Fratello!? What are you doing? Ve~!" 

Lovino glared and kept his deep frown. "

Why, fratellino..? Why would you do this to yourself?! And don't you pull the 'Oh, whatever do you mean, fratellone~?' me!"