Why me? [2p! Italy x Reader]

RW: Chapter 16

I gritted my teeth.
They were all unable to fight.
We were beaten.

Alfred looked down at me, with guilt in his eyes.
"I'm sorry."

"Sorry? Sorry isn't going to bring them back after what you're going to do! You know what, I hope that spell kills me too!", I screamed, tears streaming down my face.

"You won't die, (y/n). Just your 2p", Arthur said. "We'll separate you both."

"Why...? Why would you kill them?"
"You don't understand..."
"Of course not! I don't understand your sick reasons!"

I was kneeling down, my face was covered by my hands.

We lost.

We were going to die.

~earlier...~

I was woken by a loud knock and someone calling through the door.

"Fratellino? Why is your door locked? Where is (y/n)?"

In an instant, Luciano was already awake, quickly getting dressed and answering the door.
I, on the other hand quickly gathered my stuff and went to the bathroom, about to take a shower.

I listened to what they were talking about, but they mainly spoke in Italian.

Still, I overheard something like my name, 'Oliver is here' or 'he needs to talk to you'.

"It's probably nothing bad. Maybe he just came for a visit?", I said to myself.
I turned the shower on and let the warm water run over my skin.

Thinking of what happened last night, I felt my face getting hot.
But, to be honest, it was a beautiful night.

Wow.
It's been a while.
I think it was a few months, and my life was turned upside-down.

This stupid prom.

But to be honest, that was the best thing that happened to me.

After I was done taking a shower, I stepped out of the tub, wrapped in a towel.
I wiped the mirror, so I could see myself in it.

The hickeys from yesterday were annoying me, but I just planned on borrowing Luciano's clothes.

I grabbed my clothes, a (comb/brush) and the blow dryer and left the bathroom, going to look for said clothes.

I opened his closet and took out a white dress shirt and black pants.
I also thought about wearing a tie, but discarded the idea.

After I got dressed and dried my hair, I left the room, making my way to the living room.

The sound of distant chatter filled the air - I heard Oliver's voice, and also Flavio's.
Coming closer, the words became less indistinct.

"...saw Arthur preparing and experimenting with a strange spell! After some research... I discovered what it is..."
I stepped into the living room and looked at the scene in front of me.

Oliver was sitting on the couch. A sad expression was on his face, instead of his usual cheery one.
Flavio was sitting next to him, currently just in a white shirt and black jeans. He was looking very concerned. And Luciano was sitting on a chair, listening intently.

I leaned on the doorframe, not wanting to interrupt.
"He... He wants to kill us..."
Tears started to well up in Oliver's eyes.
"Tch, I knew it", Luciano spoke. "They wanted to get rid of us the whole time."
Flavio looked at the floor, he didn't know what to say.

"Wait!", I exclaimed, getting the attention of all three of them. "L-let me talk to them."
"No, you're not", Luciano said. He pulled out a knife. "There's only one way to handle this. Leave it to us."
"You don't understand! They will listen to me!"
I looked at him with a pleading gaze.

"They won't", Flavio muttered.
"Huh?"
"They're determined to get rid of us. We're too dangerous", he continued. "I watched them through Lovino's eyes."
"Then... Then let me go with you", I demanded.
"No, they will hurt you if you ally with us. Besides, they're your friends, aren't they?", Luciano said.
"I've already decided long ago", I replied. "And now my decision is final."
Luciano shook his head. "They might also kill you if you come."
"I couldn't live anymore anyways if you died!", I hissed. "It will already start to kill me if I don't come with you! I will be worried sick-"
"Poppet, please. They are after us, not you. We don't want them to do any harm to you", Oliver interrupted me.
"Hah. If they are after you", I spoke, getting out the knife Luciano gave me.
"Then they will have to deal with me, too. Besides, my 2p wouldn't want to be killed either."

Lutz and Kuro entered the room.
"Well then, I don't think you can stop her, Luciano", Lutz said.
Luciano gritted his teeth.
"Se le accadesse qualcosa, io-"
I pressed my lips against his, telling him to shut up.
"No, nothing will happen to me", I whispered. "Prometto."

I heard Lutz whistle behind us.
I chuckled, and Luciano scowled.
"Oliver, I suppose they want war, huh. Get the others too, then", I suggested.
Oliver nodded.

~little timeskip~

So, we got ready, armed and in not even twenty minutes we were already sitting in the car.
We were seven people. Luciano, Flavio, Lutz, Kuro, Gillen, Andres and me.
It was a big car, I was sitting in the back, nervously fidgeting with the knife in my hand.
It was made for close combat and throwing.
It had a wooden handle, which was very comfortable in my hand.
There was nothing special about it, except that it was from Luciano.

Gillen put a hand on my shoulder.
"Are you alright?"
I glanced at him. He was carrying a rifle.
"Yes... Yes I am", I muttered.
He gave me an assuring smile.
"It's going to be okay", he said.
"I hope it will."

Lutz started the engine and I leaned back in my seat, closing my eyes.

How will it end?