Blind Love At Supramonte

-Chapter 23-

Mario groans hearing someone impatiently knocking on his door. "BRO! BRO! WAKE UP! I HAVE SOMETHING TO TELL YOU!" Marco yelled behind the locked door, Mario groans out loud banging his head on his pillow, wishing for him to go away.

"GO AWAY!!" He yelled, rolling over to the other side of his bed.

But that doesn't stop Marco from yelling. "WAKE UP! OR ELSE I'M GOING TO KICK THIS DOOR UNTIL IT BREAKS!" Marco yelled, Mario groans loudly, screaming at his pillow as he jumps out of bed, forcing himself to get up, he reach for his doorknob, he opened it and saw his twin brother wearing a Plain black shirt and skinny jeans. "What the do you want?" Mario asked in his irritated voice.

"Bro!! SOMEONE BOUGHT MY PAINTING!!" Marco yelled while raising his hands up in the air. "holy macaroons bro?! Seriously!? How much money did you earn in that?" Mario asked, happy. "I dunno.. He payed me 50 bucks.. He wants me to make more." Marco said.

"Sapphire would be proud of you bro.." Mario said in a low tone. "Hey." Marco patted his back. "Cheer up will ya, maybe in the future you can have a bakery on your own." Marco added, trying to comfort his brother. "Like? After several years until i die? Yeah right." Mario said walk in his kitchen to make green tea.

"Come on bro, you can't be that negative, i bet our sister will hate seeing you depress and lonely." Marco said as he took an apple on the counter. "I can't help it i'm- WHAT THE HECK DON'T EAT THAT!!!" Mario said slapping his brothers hand, made his apple fell on the ground. "What the heck, Mario?!"

"That's a freaking candle you idiot!" Mario grabbed the apple from the ground and putting it back on where it came from. "What!? Why does it smells like apple? And look exactly like apples?" Marco asked, grabbing the candle carved apple and took a glance of it.

"It's a gift you big doofus!" He said "Now put it back! Right now!" Mario scolds, Marco rolled his eyes and put the apple down. "Who gave it to you?" Marco asked, curious as he furrowed his eyebrows. "Someone, a friend." He replied.

"And this friend is a...?" Marco's other brow rise as he looks at his brother with a playful smirk. "If I tell you it's a girl will you stop giving me those looks? You look like a creep." Mario said. "Creep? Basically I'm your twin so you're also a creep!" He said releasing a slight chuckle.

"So? Is she pretty?" Marco asked. "Why? You wanna date her?" Mario asked with lack of expression, Marco looks at him sternly, keeping a poker face, he shook his head. "No. But I suggest you might need to date someone? So who is it?" Marco asked.

"Well i have a picture of her, let me get my phone." Mario said, grabbing his phone on the top of his bed, he went back to the kitchen and scroll his phone in his gallery to find her photo. "Here." Mario showed him a picture of a girl, "Kinda looks like a latina? Is she latina? Dominican?" Marco ask as she stared at a girl, about 5'6 height, has beautiful light brown skin, a tiny mole underneath her right eye and pinkish lips.

"She's a Filipino. We met before on baking class in middle school, she taught me how to make the thing called Ube. Ube halaya.. It's like a violet dessert in the Philippines, that actually taste good." Mario said. "She's pretty you should date her." Marco suggest.

"Her? Nah.. I'm not really interested in dating someone, i should focus on work more often." Mario said. "Sounds like someone is being matured, and the weird part is you exactly sound like our sister right now." Marco said, "Yeah.." Mario let out a loud sigh.

"Do you think sapphire is in a better place? I really miss her.." Mario cooed. "I feel you bro, and i'm sure.. Mom and dad is there with her." Marco said. "Do you think if we actually stopped sapphire from going to Italy we could actually save her?" Marco asked. "Stop. I just wanna kill that Eric guy. I hate him, he makes my blood boils in anger hearing his name." Mario said, suddenly we heard a loud ding.

-DING!-

"Oops. Cookies are ready." Mario said as he grabbed his mittens, wore it and grab the cookies off of the oven. "That's looks delicious." Marco said as he grab a cookie. "And it's hot." He said, but still took a bite of it.

"But seriously bro, it was never Eric's fault, he just wanted to make sapphire happy." Marco said as he took a bite on his cookie. "He put too much effort, i mean by too much, i mean TOO MUCH! if he wanted to confess his love for her, he could have just brought her to a nice fancy restaurant or somewhere." Mario said.

"Even if he confess to her, i'm 100% sure! He is going to be rejected.." Mario said. "And how can you say that?" Marco asked. "Because our sister only sees him as a friend, a brother. Nothing more! I know her too well, and you too!"

"Do you remember at his birthday party? Sapphire was so late, he became so angry that he yelled at her for being late, and her excuses was because SHE'S AT WORK?! And Eric didn't believe and called her a workaholic?!" Mario stated, pointing a whisk at his twin.

"Why come I didn't know that part?" Marco asked. "Maybe because if you stayed with me there while me? awkwardly standing right in the corner, instead of sleeping with multiple ugly girls?! You could have seen the family drama!" Mario said. "Chill bruh.."

"And god knows, even us! How sapphire hates to be called workaholic, cause people just don't understand?! she work hard for us!! And now he is going to confess to her? In Italy? In supramonte?! He could have just confess in a barn!! He should know her better than any others."

"Cause If someone truly loves someone, she or he should know what they like or what do they dislike! Because you love them! You want the best for them! You want them to love you not like anybody else! And you never wanted to make them angry!" Mario said. "Geez, calm down love god." Marco insults.

"It's called being romantic? Haven't heard of that bro?" Marco asked. "Sorry playboy, but nope, thats not being romantic, that being obsess! Eric is  obsess with our sister." Mario said.

-To be continued-

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