《[⚕️] My goddess from the future || Giorno Giovanna》Chapter XXVIII
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Bad medicine
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It has been almost two weeks and a half after your last letter and you were starting to get worried as hell. Was your boyfriend alive? What could've happened to him? You started getting very sad, almost depressed because of the fact that you didn't know where you boyfriend was and how he was doing. You knew nothing and couldn't do anything but wait for a letter.
At some point you called your friends to spend some time in order not to be alone, since you didn't want to stress because of time's fault and you thought that with some company your mood will become more positive. As you all were talking, suddenly there was a knock on the door
"Trish? A message for you" Guido entered the room and handed the pink haired girl a piece of stone. The relieve on her face was clear: she was waiting for Bruno's letter just as much as you were for Giorno's one. But now, the situation was ambiguous as hell for you
"Is there a message for me too perhaps?" You hopingly asked, but Guido sadly shaked his head and left without glancing you anymore.
"Maybe he's just busy, he's the boss there so he has a lot of responsibilities Y/N" Trish said as she started reading Bruno's stone, on which it was written that everything was fine and they were almost done with all the duties they had abroad.
You were left heartbroken, your boyfriend ignored you for no reason. He always found time to text you, even during extremely busy and difficult moments and now that everything was peaceful out there he didn't answer you. What could've been the reason?
Your brain started replaying what the servant has once told you
'He is probably having fun with some other girls from abroad, while you're kept here like a prisoner He is probably having fun with some other girls from abroad, while you're kept here like a prisoner He is probably having fun with some other girls from abroad, while you're kept here like a prisoner'
"Is he cheating on me? Did he really get over our relationship? I understand that it's been a long time but... But... This can't be! I've waited for him all this time and we've know each other for the same amount of time; why would he cheat on me? Am i just extremely stupid to think that someone like him is going to wait for me? I- i don't understand" you felt tears forming in your eyes as you excused yourself and left the room before you could breakdown in front of everyone
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"Hey! Where are you going?" The guards yelled as Abbacchio quickly started following
"To the toilet" you tried to say the least possible or your almost shaking voice would've outed your mental state at the moment
"I'm coming with you" Leone said and continued walking with you, which made you resist further from crying
"I'm a big girl, i can piss without your help" you mumbled, shocking your guard a bit. The only times you were rude to him where whenever you were drunk or he insulted you first. But since those events, your friendship gradually got better, so there haven't been cases of one being mean to each other, if not just jokingly.
"Oh my god stop following me Leone! I won't die if i go to the toilet!" You stopped and scowled at your friend, who reciprocated the same expression
"And how would you know this?"
"Jesus, just wait here then! You're so annoying sometimes!" You yelled and continued your path. You knew that your guard was just doing his work, it wasn't his fault. Hell, if it was for him, he would've left you alone already, but his job was to protect you thus he had to follow you everywhere. But at the moment, you just couldn't resist telling him those words, you didn't actually mean them so much, yet your brain decides to be a bitch and say it anyways.
After this, Abbacchio stopped following you and stayed still, probably waiting for you to come back
"What happened to her? She looked so sad, so fragile... She hasn't been the same these days, but today was just... The breaking point i guess. Let me see.. she raged after Mista brought the letters in the room, but it was one letter and he said 'Trish' so it was probably Bruno's letter... Oh, i see now. Giorno didn't answer her... That brat, he's always been untrustworthy; how can he treat his girl like this?!" Leone's mind started getting angry for how you were treated, he was so tempted to go to you and tell you some loving words about how your boyfriend is a bitch, but something stopped him
"Will my words matter? They'll probably forgive each other and i will be the third wheel who just embarrassed himself. Ugh, i can't live like this, it isn't good for my heart, i need to stop"
Meanwhile, you were crying your soul out. You felt so useless, so stupid and so sad. You didn't know what was going on, but bad thoughts flooded your mind making you feel ten time worse. You just couldn't take it anymore, you wanted to forget everything, even who you were. That's why you called the servant who was working there and asked her for a bottle of wine, no, two bottles of wine.
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You didn't care anymore and after opening the container of the 'saving liquid', after attaching your lips to where the liquid would drip from you started feeling something other than pain. You started remembering what you should've remembered earlier: how happy you were in your world even if you thought it wasn't much, how much you liked being with your favourite people, listening to music, being on youtube and on other social media. The alcohol in your body made everything better in that moment, you didn't care about what would happen next and how you'd feel next. Right now you just wanted to feel good, and you succeeded in this, maybe not with the best option but you didn't mind.
As you left the place, at its entrance you found your guard, who was sadly sitting on the ground with a bottle of wine by his side.
"Why would he drink wine during working hours? Oh well, we can become drinking buddies" you thought as you sitted with him and noticed a few tears falling from his face. He immediately turned his faced to you and you both noticed each other tear stained faces.
"What happened to you?" You asked him and gave a small, soft smile which was probably made by the alcohol
"I can't tell you"
"Oh please, stop the bullshit. We're both hurting and need to free our feelings, so spill what's bothering you" you continued your philosophical sayings and jugged a bit of wine from your bottle
"Well, i like a girl, like, i really do like her. I've never felt like this, in love like this... But she doesn't notice me" he started saying without facing you, to what you gasped with a shocked expression
"Wow seriously? She must be dead stupid if she doesn't notice you!" Now it was Abbacchio's turn to be surprised, so that he finally looked at you again
"What makes you say this?" He asked with a deep voice, which you probably didn't even notice
"You're a great man, i had a wrong impression on you. I mean, it was a correct impression because of how you treated me, but i was wrong anyways. With time i understood that you're a cool guy" you answered with a slight blush on your face and making the man blush as well. The reddened cheeks were for different reasons though, yours were thanks to the wine, his because of your words
"What makes me so cool? I'm just average..."
"No don't say that, you're a caring one when you want to. Plus you're smart and intuitive, manly as well. You'd have a lot of admirers if you were in my world. Plus, i'm gonna be real with you but don't tell anyone, you have absolutely amazing eyes-" you looked at him and saw his completely new expression, a mix of surprise, shock, lust and love.
He suddenly cupped your face and roughly started kissing you, trying to assert dominance over your lips. He slightly licked your bottom lip which made you open your mouth a little bit more, a very good move for him since thanks to that he managed to slip his tongue into your mouth to have a more passionate kiss as your tongues interwined. You didn't protest, you were too drunk to do so anyways; you simply wrapped your hands around his neck and turned your body towards him.
After a few more moments, he broke the kiss in order to catch some air and breathlessly said
"You're dead stupid. Hopefully now you understood my feelings"
And then kissed you again, his action followed by him picking you bridal style and taking you to his room
Meanwhile
"Hey Narancia, are you sure you don't have any letter for Y/N?" Guido asked the other, a little worried himself since he was sure to receive heavy messages from the emperor once again
"I didn't? I honestly didn't read them, i just brought here what was brought to me from the other guy, i don't remember his name though. A guy that goes from Giorno's place to me anyways" Narancia answered, carefully controlling whether there was some letter left in his box
"Nope, nothing here"
"That's so weird, could it be that you lost it during the trip you fat ass?" Mista growled, knowing that if the message was lost it would've created a lot of trouble
"No stinky ass, i'm very careful with those stones, especially Giorno's ones. If someone has lost it then it should be the guard who brought all this stuff to me!" Narancia yelled, defending himself, but both of the guards ended up extremely worried
"This isn't good, we're all in trouble now..."
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