(yes I am very sorry for making Italy depressed and I just love writing these. K bye)
Your POV
Going to my favourite pasta store, I had accidentally ran into someone. "S-sorry for that!! I wasn't paying attention!" I rushed to apologize, only then realising that the person was crying. As I looked at what seemed to be a man, I recognised him. "Feli? Feli, what's wrong?" I helped him up and pulled his hands from his face. "Nothing, bella. Leave me here." Feliciano looked at me with a small smile, instead of his cheerful "Ciao bella! Going to get pasta?" "Feliciano Vargas! I WILL NOT leave you here! You have broken my poor little heart!" I playfully put my hands to my chest, pretending to be sad. "O-oh, sorry ___! I didn't mean too! Hmm, Feli never calls me __.((that would be weird if he called you underscores)) He looks so depressed... "Did something happen with you and Ludwig((AS FRIENDS))?" "N-no, just going to get some pasta when I fell and hurt myself, ve" I looked at where he supposedly "Hurt himself." Feliciano had no mark and the bones weren't messed up in any way.
Feli~ (I am so sorry don't kill me)
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I went out into the street near my house and laid down. __ wouldn't be able to see me here, would she? As I saw a car coming, the car stopped. To my surprise, it was __. "F-feli? What are y-you doing here? Laying in the road?" She started crying softly before picking me up and putting me in her car. Before I laid in the road, I had cut myself and was bleeding profusely. "Come on, we're going home." Still crying softly, she started the car. "I-I am sorry, bella. T-ti amo __." And with that sentence, Feliciano Vargas fainted.
~Reader!~
"On (day/month/year), Feliciano Vargas had been pronounced dead by officials. His death was presumed as bleeding to death, but infection had a big role in it. His funeral will be held at (place) at (time) for family and friends who want to attend. Flowers can be sent at (address)." Reading this short obituary, I started sobbing as softly as I could. "Feli, why?" I asked myself softly.
*Time skip to funeral*
Now it was my time to walk up to the coffin. I took this opportunity to say one more sentence to Feli. "T-ti a-a-amo Fel-l-li" I cried that day. I went to his grave site everyday, thinking everything was a dream. Everytime, I realised that he was really gone. Feliciano, who used to be my sunshine. Feliciano, who was a precious, cheerful, angel that was too good for this world ((too cliché?)). "I will miss you, Feliciano." And with that sentence, I slowly went to sleep, feeling the most comforted that I had been since his death.
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