Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Blind Love [Philippines-X-S.Italy]

Isabella whimpered "Kuya 'Vino..."

Kicking a rock that dared to be in her path, she started sobbing.

The sobbing then turned into full blown crying and wailing, yet she still tried to keep it in. Storing in her feelings was the best she could do at the moment.

She then dashed to her room, passing Papa Toni in the process.

"Mi hija?" He reached for her, only to miss as she dashed away even faster.

Closing the door with more force than necessary, she dived into her pile of pillows. She sobbed freely now, seeing as she was as far away from the Italian as she could be.

Knock. Knock "Mi hija? Are you alright? Open the door!"

She just shook her head, sobbing, as she picked up some pillows and a blanket. She then headed for her closet, dumping all her clothes out, arranging the pillows in a comfortable manner, then finally entering into the small space.

Since Isabella was a petite girl, she fit comfortably in.

She then locked the double-doors from the inside "GO AWAY!"

Cuddling the cursed teddy-bear that the Italian gave to her, she sobbed into it's head. The blanket covered her entire lower half, her long sleeved sweater providing heat to the upper part of her body. Being surrounded by pillows, she started talking to herself. It seemed to make her feel better

"Oh, Orso! I'm so sad..." The girl muttered "I saw Kuya 'Vino with that puta! I hate her!"

Staring at the bear's big black button eyes, she continued "See, I went to tell Kuya 'Vino that it was dinner time...."

I gasped to myself.


It was that girl! She's sitting next to Kuya 'Vino!


Taking a few steps towards them, I hesitated. Thinking nothing of it, I just dashed and ran towards the cursed couple.


"Kuya 'Vino!" I tapped his shoulder.


At first he looked a bit angry, but then his expression turned into something else! Something I couldn't really pin-point...


"Oh, Isabella! What is it you need, mia ragazza bella?" He muttered, blushing


I clutched the sleeves of my sweater even harder, hearing him say something in Italian always made me feel all funny in the inside! 


"U-uh! Pa-Papa Toni told me to call you in for dinner!"


He raised an eyebrow and sighed "Si! I'll be there in a second!"


However, the girl next to him didn't seem to like me.


"Who is she?" She squeaked.


"Ah, Isabella? She's like a sorella to me..." Kuya immediately answered.


I bowed slightly "Nice to finally meet you, Miss! Kuya has told me a lot about you..."


Kuya 'Vino turned to me, a confused look on his face.


"Of course he'd tell you about me! I am that amazing!" She boasted.


I had almost scoffed, but decided against it since I wanted this girl to think highly of Kuya "Actually, you look prettier in person! Kuya's descriptions did you no justice!"


This Kuya's face look even more confused.


"So, what? Why are you still here anyway, b**ch! Go away! This is actually the first time I've heard of you! I never heard Lovi-kins talk about you, we don't care for your company!" She screeched, making Kuya's gaze to immediately whip to her.


I was stunned


"So? Go away, peasant girl! We. Don't. Want. You. Here!"


They don't want me here! Kuya 'Vino doesn't want me here...


"Oh? Mawalang-galang na, ho! I didn't mean-! I mean, I was-!"


Glancing at Kuya, whose expression I couldn't read again, I just turned around to hide the prickling tears "Sorry! I'll just be leaving now..."


That's when I slowly started to walk away.


"Wait! Bella!" I heard Kuya shout


I turned around, only to find that Kuya had stood up. The girl clinging to his arm, he wore that unreadable expression on his face.


"Don't worry, Kuya 'Vino~!" I faked the best happy voice I could muster, which wasn't too good "I'll tell Kuya Toni that you might be late to dinner~! You have a girl to pay attention to after all!"

Wiping her tears away from her face, she sighed "Ay! Dios ko po! Am I really crying over something so stupid as this? I don't even know...! Why I'm...! Crying!"

The girl then promptly fell asleep.

How couldn't she see that she was finally in love with the Italian?

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