𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦 - fugio fanfic

chapter seventeen

narancia ghirga ;;

i mindlessly scrolled through my phone in my room, which was pitch black. the only light was my phone.

i went through my apps, seeing what i needed and didn't need.

i went through my social media folder. i looked at what social platforms i had. i stopped my eyes at the app 'instagram'.

jesus, i haven't been on instagram in like... 2 months?

i shrug, might as well see what's going on.

i open the app and the first thing i see is a post by guido, surrounded by his stupid football team.

"good game tonight:-)"

i stare at the picture. he looked happy.

was i just holding him back?

suddenly, anger flew into my body.

"are you fucking pissing me!?" i yelled as i threw my phone across the room.

i held my head in my hands, tears of frustration flowing.
"such a fucking asshole." i sobbed.

suddenly, i heard a knock on my door.

"hey, narancia. its guido."

speak of the devil and he will appear, is that the saying?

i didn't respond, i wiped my tears away and controlled my breathing.

"dude, im not an idiot. me and your parents heard you yelling not even a minute ago." he said.

i groaned. i got myself out of bed and walked to the door. i swung it open,
"what! what the hell do you want!?" i hissed.

he's been through my anger tantrums more than i can count- er, that he can count. im not that smart.

he exhaled as he gently pushed me out of the way and let himself in, turning on the light.

"ow, jesus!" i yell as the brightness fills my room. once the light is on, it reveals plenty of chips bags, soda cans, wrappers, etc. laying on my floor and bed.

"christ, narancia. what happened? it's been like... 2 days."

"im not that busy of a person anymore. i eat to reduce time." i shrugged, he scoffed.

"look man, i came here to apologize." he stated, i blinked a few times in disbelief. guido never apologizes...

"i.. it was wrong for me to give up you like that... to give up on fugo." he says as he sits down on my bed, "i know how scared and worried you are about him. i am too. i thought if i abandoned the situation, i would worry less and things would be normal." he turns to me, "it was selfish of me. fugo could be in danger, and for me to turn on him, and you, was wrong."

he sighs,
"im gonna help you find fugo at the fair today."

i smile widely at his words, "thank you, dude." i said, "does this mean we're good?"

he smiled, "yeah, we're good man."

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giorno giovanna ;;

"are you insane!?"

panna stared down at the crumbled up paper in front of him that i handed him.
it was a flyer for the fair today.

"well, i just thought you would enjoy it. like... enjoy going out somewhere." i explained.

"you make it sound like im a hostage." he spat, i snickered.

"but, giorno, i dont know if we- er, i can go. don't you think it's... risky?" he stated,
"oh, breathe, panna. we'll just have to be ready for anything is all."
"way to make it sound easy." he replied.

"we'll just have to be careful is all." i stated, "i just thought you would enjoy going out."

he exhales, "fine, sure. just stay on guard." he says as he places the flyer back down, "and don't dress like a church boy again." i pointed at me. i playfully rolled my eyes.

"when do we go?" he asked,
"hmm, around... 7 i'd say. it starts at 6:30." i informed him, he gave me a thumbs up.

"great, means i have enough time to take another nap." he says as he walks back upstairs, i stop him. "oh no, no, no! it means you can pick out your outfit for later and shower!" i said.

"i just showered!" he retorted, "smells like you need another one." i replied.

he groaned, "fine, whatever. guess i'll sleep when im dead." he says as he continues walking up the stairs.

i smile to myself once he's out of my sight.

panna is one of the good ones.

sure, he happens to have this hard outer shell that would make you view him as a mean, terrible person. gee, some would even say he's a plain asshole.

but under that, there's a funny guy who's willing to listen and care for you.

someone who is willing to be your shoulder to cry on.

willing to give you a chance.

willing to be your reason to wake up.

oh, it sounds so very cheesy. but sometimes being cheesy is the only way to express the truth.

i walk into the living room and take a seat on the couch. i'll start getting ready once panna finishes up with himself.

as soon as i sit down, the home phone began ringing. i exhaled sharply and then stood up and walked over to the phone.

"giorno giovanna speaking." i spoke into the phone.
"afternoon, gio! wanted to check in with you and see how things are." ah, my father.

i sighed, "oh, hello father. everything is alright. same old same old." i shrugged.

"mhm, i see." he responded, "oh, i was informed that the fair was tonight. are you and your little friend going this evening?" he asked.

i furrowed my brows and lowered my voice, "father, he isnt little, he's 18. an adult." i retorted.
"ah, and just a few more months you will be 18 as well. oh, how the time passes."

"oh, don't waste your breath." i interrupt, "but, yes, we're going to the fair this evening."

"ah, i see. well, i apologize for not being able to come back home yet. i would have loved to joined you two."

"oh, you for sure would." i respond in a semi believable tone.

"well, i'll quit bothering you. have a good day, gio!"

"you as well, father."

i take the phone away from my ear and hang up and place it back down.

i can't be too hard on my father, he did technically save me.

but he acts like i have no clue where he's off to on his 'business trips'.
god, he's probably out at his 'hooker mansion'.

i sigh to myself as i go back to my seat. i look over at the coffee table that has my book on it. i smile to myself as i pick it up and continue from where i last was.

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howdy! i was supposed to update this week but my cat got surgery and i was lowkey too worried about him and kinda forgot i had a whole fanfic to update lmAo--
anyways,, regular updates start back next week. apologies for the updates being all over the place lol-

– konk >:))