Feliciano: A Fictional Narrative

The knocks at the door were swift and abrupt as the banged agents the roman style house. And when the slab of wood was pulled out of the way, Feliciano locked eye with angry bright green ones. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Arthur yelled causing the Italian to step back. “As to what are you referring?” Feliciano asked straightening up, knowing full well the implications of his previous actions. “Don’t give me that. You know what I am talking about! These people are dangerous! They are using you!” “You don’t know anything about them” Feliciano protested, the same speech he gave everyone who rejected his notions. Arthur leaned in close sneering. “I know a hell of a lot more then you” The cause the other to step back, bumping …show more content…
“Luciano is going crazy to get to see Feliciano” Flavio sighed as the waked along the country road. He liked these sun set backdrops the best as they lit up Lovino’s features in such a miraculous way. They didn’t choose the scenery and Flavio couldn’t be sure how the settings got picked, but usually it was a country road, occasionally they would be on a boat but Lovino didn’t like those as much. “And you are not?” The brunette’s beautiful hues avoided Flavio as much as they could. And Flavio chucked softly at the disappointment in the words. “Oh no I am” He stopped turning to face Lovino “But patients is a virtue right?” He smiled tucking a soft chocolate strands, behind red ears. “Do you want to meet me Lovino?” The look he received, confirmed his wishes, causing a slight flutter in his stomach. It didn’t last long as Lovino slapped the hand that stayed on his face, cupping his cheek, away and stomped up the path. Flavio closed his eyes and shook his head at the other, as he lifted his head he noted something special was missing from the scene. “Lovino?” He called, starting to walk forward, searching the calm setting. “Lovino!” He yelled