Spamano one shots!

Too late ( sad)

After all of the years and the fights Romano had always thought that he could trust Toni, sadly though he found out he was wrong. He found his boyfriend of seven years in bed with a random whore! He grabbed everything he needed and told him that someone would pick up his stuff in a week, Romano wouldn't make it that long. Two days into the break up he found out that the whore and Toni were in a relationship and " happy" together. Of course he took it hard and sat on his couch all day ignoring the texts from his brother and his stupid fiancé.

Toni felt broken in two. He had lost the love if his life and then he had tried to fix himself with the same person who helped him break himself. He loved his little Lovi, and he wished he could tell him so now.
On day four of the break up Romano was trying to keep himself from falling to little Italian peices. It was being said that the whore was to have Toni's child, this wasn't something easy to handle. Finding a rope wasn't hard in his crappy apartment, but finding something to hang it from the ceiling with was, eventually he found a random hook on the ceiling in a closet. He tied a noose around his neck and jumped off the stool he had placed on the floor. He was dead minutes after.

Three years later
Toni was a wreck. After finding out about Lovinos death three years ago he couldn't find anything to grasp on to. He had a two year old boy to take care of now and his mother was out probably having sex with some random man. He didn't care, the love of his life was gone, and the only thing that kept him going was little Lovino, that's right he named his son after the man he had loved so dearly. He had tried to kill himself shortly after his ex's death but he stopped and told himself that he didn't deserve the easy way out for breaking Roma's heart. So he stayed and raised his son to now. He prays every night for forgiveness. And every night no one responds. He had lost his only love, and the only thing left was the creation of the woman who had robbed him of his love. He packed a bag that night and left with the two year old boy, he never looked back, there was nothing left to look back to.