Torture (2p! Italy X Reader) (DISCONTINUED!!!)

XVIII - Memories of a Broken Man

Luciano locked himself in his bathroom, shivering in fear.

"Fratello, please! You've got to believe me!!"
"It was someone else! It wasn't me, Ludwig! Kiku, help me!"
"Someone has to believe me...someone has got to know the truth."

He shook his head and sobbed in his hands. "I've been-a toying with-a him so-a much...was-a I killing-a for fun-a...or just-a to make-a him cry-a?"

Flavio tries to pull out the knife, and groaned. "Ay...its too-a hard to-a pull out-a...its stuck-a in too-a deep..."

He gripped onto the knife stuck in the cupboard and groaned in pain. "Ay, Dio..."

"Feliciano, stop cutting your arms! Stop it!!"
"You have too much scars and wounds, stop it, you bastard!"
"You're hurting yourself! Stop it!!"

Flavio shook his head and cleared his throat. "Okay...stop-a it."

He went to the bathroom to wash his face, hoping it could help him.

He looked at the mirror and sighed. "I'm-a gonna disappear-a..."

He stared at his reflection, which slowly began to change in his eyes.

His hair was no longer blonde, but brown, and his eye color changed into amber. His reflection frowned and rose a brow. "Bastardo...what-a are you-a looking at-a, ah?"

Flavio blinked and tilted his head, while his reflection did the same. "Ah..."

Luciano went out the bathroom and smiled. "She's-a still asleep-a...good."

He sat next to (y/n) and kissed her softly on her lips.

She flinched and her eyes slowly fluttered. "Luci?"

"Ah," He cleared his throat. "Scusa...I didn't-a mean to-a wake you-a up."

"Its okay..." (y/n) smiled weakly. "I'm just tired...I'll sleep sooner or later..."

Luciano chuckled and kissed her again. "Get-a some rest-a...I'll be-a downstairs if you-a need anything-a."

(y/n) smiled and nodded, turning around and fell asleep.

Luciano smiled and caressed her cheek. "Sleep-a well..."

He went outside and closed the door quietly.

Flavio went out and continued to pull the knife out. "Ah, Dio!! Good-a God!"

Luciano saw this and rose a brow. "What-a are you-a doing?"

Flavio jumped in surprise, yelping as well. "Ay, Luci! Uhm, this is-a nothing at-a all! I-a just accidentally-a threw the-a knife here-a..."

"Why?" Luciano asked, approaching his brother. "Why the-a fuck could-a you throw-a it here-a?"

Flavio gulped. "I heard-a another one-a of those-a voices!"

Luciano's eyes widened. "You-a to?"

"Uhm, what-a do you mean-a?" Flavio asked. "You hear-a them to-a?!"

Luciano nodded. "Si!"

Flavio nodded also. "Okay...mine are-a usually screams-a of fear-a and worry-a...I also-a hear the-a name Feliciano..."

"I-a heard Ludwig, Kiku and Lovino..." Luciano said, crossing his arms. "Who are-a they?"

"Possibly some-a friends?" Flavio shrugged.

Luciano nodded in agreement. "Maybe..."

"My friends left me behind...even Kiku...also Ludwig..."
"My own brother as well...why can't I leave someone alive?"
"It can be anyone...a stranger, a friend, or even a lover..."
"I'm broken...alone...and left behind..."

Luciano frowned.

"Luciano?" Flavio asked, tilting his head as he waved a hand around Luciano's face.

"Hey, stop-a it!" Luciano growled, grabbing Flavio's hand and squeezed it.

"A-Ah...ow..." Flavio whimpered. "Ah...it....hurts, Luciano..."

Luciano let go and scoffed. "It-a has to-a hurt!'

Flavio rubbed his wrist and whimpered.

"Usually..." Luciano said, leaning on the counter. "It-a sounds like-a sad and-a worried person-a...he sounds-a...afraid...its-a like...I'm remembering-a memories of-a a broken man-a..."

Flavio glanced at his brother and nodded. "Mine too-a...but, mine-a sounds like-a he's trying-a to protect-a someone..."

Luciano hugged Flavio tightly, which was unusual of him.

"I-a don't want-a to go-a..." He sobbed on Flavio's shoulder.

Flavio frowned and hugged back. "Me-a too..."

"I'm not-a ready..." Luciano cried. "What-a about (y/n)?"

"She-a has to-a understand." Flavio said, caressing Luciano's back. "She- has to-a understand that-a we will-a no longer-a be the-a ones she-a knew..."