regret (bruabba)

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Made While Listening to Careless Whisper Slowed n Reverb 

Leone Abbacchio felt the regret on his palms.

His lover(?) was on the ground, taken aback of what just happened. Instincts told him to attack back, flooding memories of his retched past. Tears came out of his eyes against his will. He felt...powerless. 

The other ran to Bruno's side. "God, I am so fucking sorry," 

Bruno jerked away. This was unlike him. Leone tried to reach a hand, but the other smacked it away. 

Looking closely at him, Bruno's blue eyes that Leone loved, oh so much, now seem dull. Thunder cracked outside as the two stared at each other. Tension. 

It has only been 5 minutes.

Then, with no second thoughts, Bruno got up, put on his jacket, and opened the door. The other was speechless. How could he leave me? Leone wanted to lock his lover up so that he couldn't leave. He wanted him all to himself.

Bruno spoke. In the calmest, sweetest tone. 

"I am going to live in my father's house near the beach. Do not visit with me, unless it is with the kids. I will be filing divorce and custody papers soon after I get settled. Please, do not cry. It is for the best. This hurts me just as much as it hurts you, but it must be done. We're finished." 

Narancia, who was up because of the rain, peeked downstairs. He hid on the stairs,looking through the gaps of the railing. He listened closely.

Abbacchio was in pieces. The light of his life, his first love, is leaving him just as everyone else did. The only words he can somehow make out are, "why...Bruno...just..why?"

His tone broke his heart. Even though he physically hurt him, Bruno can't blame him. He's been through a lot. "I tried, Leone. I'm sorry." He reached towards the doorknob.  "Goodbye, Leone. Tell the kids the truth. Lying to them would only hurt them more. I'll miss you, who you used to be." That last line stung like venom. 

And he was gone. Abbacchio just stood there. He was trembling, a hint that he was going to breakdown any second now. But to Narancia's surprise, he bottled it up and went right to a nearby beer next to a cooler. He hated beer, but he didn't care.

Narancia stepped on a step. It creaked, so Abbacchio knew of his prescience. The younger boy gripped harder on his little teddy bear. Bruno had gotten it for him when he couldn't sleep at night. Despite being 17, he still slept with it. Leone didn't even turn to look at the boy. 

Then he felt 2 arms wrap around him.