Sorry guys and I know , been too long.
Honestly I do have my reasons as I have been busy with sixth form and I'm still struggling to grasp these characters' personalities compared to my other stories so bear with me.
The fourth chapter already nearly done so it may be posted today or tomorrow or Monday.
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After that weird event this morning, turns out my English teacher was very worried about me as I hardly ever miss classes so she was worried I was sick or something but when she found out that I wasn't absent from my pervious class. She was going to send someone to look for me and that what you call a teacher and best part is she knows I can talk but doesn't force her ideals on me to speak and having a social life like someone I hate (Mr. Browncock) and this glorious women is called Miss Heatherstone and I can say she's what it is to be a good teacher even though she is a petite women, she won't take rubbish from anyone and do it with a sly smile.After taking my seat, I thought back to the weird event that had taken place between me and Vincenzo, first he goes all Hulk on me and then he decides to be my totally new best friend when he hardly knows me and who said I wanted to be friends with him?
I refused to break my rules for him when things have been going pretty well with these rules because of the bright future ahead of me.I start to chew the top part of my pen and think of a good way to rid myself of that sexy madman that also not only he's mad but bipolar so how I'm going to take care of this situation or he might be joking about me and him friends right?
Honestly, I felt a sigh escape my lips to remove the worry I feeling but I shouldn't even worry as he got the popular group's attention so he may ditch that joke or idea he was having to have some fun with the sluts and new friends there. This thought alone made me feel more calm as I got back to the class being taught and felt happy as he was just a another passing in my life.Then without noticing a folded note was on my desk in mere seconds from my classmate next to me and it had my name on it in caps if that wasn't scary enough.
I quickly looked around to see anyone looking at me so I could find out who passed the note, however there were many eyes already on the note suggesting of those weird hint of envy in everyone's eyes. This already told that whoever sent it, is someone in that crowd that I'm not keen on.A folded note with my name on it was tempting enough to open so I was already reading through the note.
Did Vincenzo say anything weird to you?
Now look up towards the front.
I did as the note said and looked up towards those captivity eyes that gleamed with their usual sliver that I truly admire so much but I wasn't met with one pair of eyes but two that were questioning me with their authority of beautiful gods. Then they seem to be waiting for a answer from me as if I was going to voice my answer in the middle of class but why do they want to know what that madman said?
I let myself think back to anything said to me but then I remembered that bastard made me speak and now that he knew I could speak then he could spread that I can around for the fun of it and ruin this prefect loner act that was really hard to make. He'll ruin it because he such a bipolar bastard so he can switch any time like he did before so I can't tell the brothers anything so what should I say?
So I watched the front of the class to see my English teacher turned away writing something down as I quickly wrote something on the little whiteboard that I always take out in class so when the teacher asks a question I use it to communicate with them.It was the head teacher's idea as I was forced to tell him my situation as he kept persisting my reason of being so distant because Mr.Browncock reported me ; my fury just grows. So I wrote my little message and they don't need to know what happened as they find out I spoke to him so I wrote:
None of your business.
I know I should of wrote the word 'nothing' however I needed to act rude even if it towards my favourite eye candies because the last time I helped someone out or said something helpful or nice . They thought they could be all friendly with me and started to say hi to me everyday and because of this. People started try to get close to me and I had to tell them nicely to fuck off using a whiteboard and so I've learned from that mistake and even if my two ideal wet dreams hate me, then so be it because I don't want to make friends or be hurt by anyone even if I know the gods are just asking a question.
I don't want to take the chance.
Finally, it's lunch and I'm moody then usual because in the middle of my classes, it started to rain suggesting that I have to eat in the canteen with everyone else where it's going to be crowded by people eating the world's still unknown mystery, ladies and gentlemen, the canteen food waiting. The worse reason why I'm moody is after I wrote that stupid message and I bet they hate me when I should of just written the word 'nothing.'
Guess what!?
I'm trying to act like a drama queen about it.
Daniel stood up in a angry rage and slammed his desk with only a fist which made a huge impact and gathered people eyes on him with loud grasps while he couldn't care less and was narrowing his eyes at me and shouted 'bullshit' and everyone looked towards where his anger was towards. That was me and curiosity was breeding in the room from these nosey classmates of mine. Then his brother dragged him down to his seat with a sharp grip and strong enough to drag his brother down so easily and he nicely said sorry to Miss Heatherstone but while he was saying it; he was glaring daggers at me but I couldn't help but look somewhere else so I could avoid their glares and those curious eyes in the room didn't know the brothers' issue with me. I was surprised that Miss Heatherstone let Daniel off so easily but I bet because of his looks as I do notice how that single women drools over the brothers when she thinks no one watching. After that the lesson carried on, they were glaring at me the whole time which was so awkward when every time I looked up, their eyes were on me.
After class, people kept coming up to me asking questions but I just wrote the same thing I wrote to the brothers and I luckily escaped to my next class before the brothers could get a hold of me,specially Daniel.
Phew.
Doesn't matter how sexy the killer is, I rather not die yet.
I sighed to myself about what a day I had and if I knew this would happened I would have acted sick but I wasn't granted with reading the future and if I had it before, I don't think I would be here. I would be home annoying my younger brothers and fighting over who turn it was or who's the master of which game and what game we play on the XBOX or I be playing mums and dads with my little sisters and I would always play the husband who was mean to his beautiful wife or the angry,annoying son. I suddenly let out a giggle and I felt something wet pass my cheek.
Damn...
I chanted a spell to myself as always to make that life go away.
They hate you remember , so there is no need to remember at all because they don't love you anymore and they left up you to rot alone in the world .
Remember that.
FORGET.
FORGET.
I wipe the tear that escaped and let a emotionless expression seal my pain away and erased the thoughts of them so I stood in the middle of the empty hallway for a moment to wait until my mind became blank and those memories of my once happiness to disappear. I let a another stupid sigh out and I don't even know how many times I have sighed today seriously?
First Vincenzo,then the angry hot brothers and then remembering this.
Today isn't my day.
I entered the canteen hoping and searching for a table that no one was sitting at and here I thoughts my luck was running out when I see a table and I was already fast walking it there as I took my place. I swear lunch was what I was thinking about all day as I had my leftovers of dinner from last night.Since I been living by myself ,one of my new hobbies instead of playing games all day became cooking and I remember getting so into it that I bought a lot of recipes book and this week I tried some Moroccan recipes after buying a book with what money I had left at the end of the week from my extra hours so I felt I deserved a little reward. So I brought that after buying new school textbooks.
I had my food layout in front of me which was in a purple container and I remember making this last night and it came out really well for my first time with this recipe and looking down at the rice with that lamb that was so nice that I swear I'm just drooling by looking down at my food. However before I could even eat some idiot decided to join me with a tray of puke that couldn't be considered food. I cocked my head to see who ruined my first bite and there is the monster smirking down at me while he takes a sit opposites me and I couldn't help glare and somewhat pout as he was the cause of my bad day.
My luck just ran dry.
"Aw. Bambino, don't look at me like that or I might just kiss you."
I couldn't believe he just nicknamed me something I don't even know the meaning of and did he just say he would kiss me?
Then I looked at his lips for a moment wondering to what that be like and his damn smirk grew wider as he caught my stare. Then I glared at my food while telling myself off for falling into his little trap. The thought of kissing made me think of those times I had those special raw passionate kisses with Mark and those special moments we shared as I stared dumbstruck at my food thinking back to those times but I regained myself from those nightmares and looked up to see a worried sexy madman.
As he was about to ask or say something but two people joined us at our table away from their usual and sat either side of Vincenzo and then Vincenzo looked so annoyed and irritated from a worried expression to annoyed.
I swear he's too bipolar for me.
Daniel glared at me while taking a sit and I don't know how I can tell the difference between the two brothers who look so a like with their sharp and strong jaw line and those sexy eyes and that skin but I wonder how Vincenzo is related to these hot gods?
Daniel finally turned away from me to look at Vincenzo with a irritated stare that was followed by his brother however I didn't understand, were they copying Vincenzo expression and then they finally started talking in Italian so I couldn't understand a thing.
Did they hate each other?
I've never been this close to the brothers but I couldn't find anything bad on their appearance and they both seem to have a small, black beauty spot on the corner of their left eye that I never notice before as I've never been this close. There was faded scar on Gerardo's jaw line but I know it weird to stare so then I stare at Vincenzo who looked bored while answering back like he was being told what to do by Gerardo and seem like he was being told something he has already heard too many times and Daniel started to say something as well.
However, Vincenzo stared at his food (can you even call that food) and started to jab at it with his fork , looking disappointed by the puke in front of him which I can't argue with him, it made me wish I wasn't gay so I could eat my mums' lunches again when I first countered it. He started to pout with a sigh as the brothers carried on their rant but he just answered with a mmm... and a short reply in Italian.I didn't care anymore about my stare as I looked at the brothers again and wonder why were talking to him like he's a kid? and what his relationship with them? but that none of my business.As they are none of my business, I decide to go back to my food and brought my spoon to my lips as I took a bite.
I released a small moan as I forgot how tender the lamb is and how it easily break on your tongue and the red,spicy source on the rice hit every tingle on your tongue and then I could feel a smile touch my lips and my eyes roll back. I chewed on the food with delight ,taking slow motions with my jaw as I loved the lamb on my tongue and the spicy source on my tongue bringing all the flavours on my lamb alive,I swear this is the best.I notice the chatting stopped so I opened my eyes too three pair of eyes staring with unreadable expressions and I felt a ink of red rush up my cheeks and the awkward tension in the air until Vincenzo looked at my food and with his fork he tried to take a bite however I had other ideas.
I used my spoon and knock his fork our of his hand onto the floor and he just stared with realisation of what I did and I couldn't help but smirk at the madman but the two brother watch in amusement as if this was something new for them. He was still staring at the fork on the floor and then looked back at me with a narrowed glare but my smirk grew wider and that what he gets for calling whatever it was he called me in his mother's tongue. A smile appeared on his face and the strange sliver in his eyes lit up like a light bulb.
He's so bipolar.
"Darius.feed me or I tell everyone in this room you can talk."
The brothers watched me with same amusement as before but more curious to my next move and were not taken back by the thought I could talk but seemed like they already knew.
My eyes widen and yes , your thinking why it so important that people don't know why I can talk, I pissed off too many people and as they think I'm the poor mute kid. They avoid hurting me because they pity me and it will leave a bad taste in their mouth if they hurt me, the poor mute kid.So if I spoke then there is no stopping them from trying to beat me up.
I picked up my spoon in irritation knowing I can't win sadly and allow him to take a bite of the food, that was too nice to give way to him of all the crazy people in the world. When he finally let his mouth connect with the food on my spoon after chewing for a while and I gulped unconsciously nervous and eager to know what he thinks and I could already feel my feet playing footsie and I couldn't help bite my lip nervously.after swallowing the bite of my precious food he took his but expression was unreadable as he looker dumbstruck and finally he seemed to come back to the world and then he just stare blankly at me.
'If you don't like just say it' I thought to myself.
Then at the food with no comment and then pulled the spoon out of my hand and both brothers looked at him curiously and he took another spoonful of food but first he stuffed it in Gerardo's mouth without asking and he looked like he was annoyed until he started chewing and then Vincenzo pulled another spoonful of food and forced it into Daniel and he looked ready to go into a fit of curses but he still chewed as they finally gulped.
I had a indirect kiss with the two Gods....
Gerardo acknowledged my presence and had the same unreadable look on his face that was like Vincenzo's and now Daniel just copied and they were all staring at me and I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.I felt the need to leave with the awkward silent and then three pairs of eyes stared at each other and back at me.
Someone finally spoke.
"Who made that food?"
It was Gerardo.
I took the whiteboard and wrote :
Me...
They stared at each other for a moment and then Daniel was about to say something when that same red head from our class, wishing Vincenzo sat next to her just invaded my personal space by sitting her ass next to me like I invited her with open arms.
"So Vincenzo how are you guys related?"
It seems she wasn't the only one curious as the canteen went a little silence and I did wonder myself but could care less but the thing I did care about is the strangely close girl in my personal bubble as she leaned froward with her dangerously low tank top that showed a little of her breasts.
Gross.
Finally Vincenzo decided to answer as he notice her boldness and the way she was trying to show off what she got like a slut and he looked like he was enjoying his view or merely amused how stupid she look and I couldn't decide what that expression meant as he so bipolar; it could mean he just wanted to kill her or something for all I know .However, Daniel face looked annoyed like the thought of being related to Vincenzo was disgusting and Gerardo looked bored as she wasn't up to his standards or pretty enough in my opinion.
"We are cousins."