Fairytale Gone Bad: Chapter 5

[Isabella de la Cruz]

“Ve~! Bella! Meet Mio Fratello, Lovino Vargas!” Feli chirped, pointing to a look-alike of him

“Ciao...” He mumbled.

He was a short messy haired brunette, his hair a darker shade than his brother’s. He had a similar outfit as his brother’s as well, with the exception of the royal blue jacket and the royal blue tie. He didn’t have both on. His emerald eyes seemed to show boredom and irritation. I could tell that he was one of those grumpy type people. I also noticed that he had nothing about him that’s ‘creature-like’

“Why so grumpy? Were you forced to come?” I tried not to giggle

A small blush appeared over his cheeks as he answered “Sí...”

“Well, My name’s Isabella! Isabella de la Cruz!” I held out my hand

“Il mio nome é Lovino Vargas” He looked away from me, his blush darkening by a bit “Ma alcune persone mi chiamano Romano...”

“Doesn’t that mean...” I hesitated a bit, biting my lower lip “Your name... is Lovino Vargas and most people... eh... call you Romano? ”

“Sí, Do you know how to-a speak Italiano?” He wondered

I shook my head ‘no’ “I don’t but my Fratello does! He’s Multilingual! I just pick up tid-bits here and there... I wish I could speak Italian though, Roma... My brother mostly speaks Italian! I can just translate, can’t actually speak it.”

I then turned to the other one that entered the room.

“Who’re you?” I tilted my head to the side in curiosity. I then added, lifting my hand up for him to shake “As I said, my name’s Isabella de la Cruz”

“Mi nombre es Antonio Fernández Carriedo, Mi Querida” He answered my question. He then took my hand, lift it up to his face and kissed my knuckles.

He had hair that was almost the same shade as Roma’s, his outfit the same as his too. He also had green eyes but he was taller and, I presumed, older. He had a grin plastered across his face, cheerful and seemingly innocent.

I blushed and took my hand away ‘Mi nombre es Antonio Fernández Carriedo, Mi Querida’ meant My name is Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, my dear.

I most certainly was not his dear.

“I-I see” I stuttered, trying to contain my anger

I then proceeded to sit where I was before. Romano then followed, sitting next to me.

Everybody was where they were, with the exception of Gilbert. He high-fived Antonio then he leaned on the wall next to the spot he used to sit. I knew this because Antonio sat cross-legged on the floor where he used to be.