Author's Note: Hey guys, chapter two already, awesome right? Sites being weird so I can't upload the Cover Image I want for this story. Oh well. You guys have no idea how long it took me to come up with a summary, merde! It took twice as long as writing the actual first chapter. Whale let me know what you guys think since I'm getting a bit rusty on the writing. I feel as though I'm losing my touch :( Hope you enjoy this chapter. After this chapter the chapters are going to be much longer, just so ya know. Also I realize that my punctuation and capitalization sucked as well as my description but I was planning on adding that into chapter three, since I have plans for little Mattieu in the near future. I read your comment when I was about to upload this so I decided to add these few sentences to clarify. Thank you for the review I will be more aware of my mistakes in the future :3 SincerelyNoted
Gilbert (Past P.O.V.)
I was walking, I didn't really know where though since I had just moved here with my family two days ago. My bruder and I had gotten into a fight again over something or another that Gilbird did, I forgot. I just wanted to get out of the unawesome house. I decided to look around for once, I was in what I assumed was the park, it was really awesome looking in the fall it had a lake in the center and off to the left there was a swing set with a couple kids playing, there were also a lot of trees the leaves various shades of red, orange, and brown. Happy couples sitting on the benches enjoying each others company. I shook my head, not this crap again. I am the awesome me! I don't think stupid things like how pretty a park is.
I jammed my hands into my pockets and continued walking until some guys pushed past me. I was about to yell at them but something in their conversation held my attention.
"I wonder if he died, what if we over did it and killed him?" a dude about 15 asked what looked like his cousin
"I don't care." he answered coldly, pulling out a cigar and lighting it.
They were surrounded but about five other guys but I couldn't make out their features just the two who spoke. The first one had strange blue hair with a cowlick on the very top of his head, he had lightly tanned skin and he was wearing a white button up shirt and jeans with a lanyard saying "Mexico Proud" hanging from his pocket and boots. The older one had dreadlocks tied back with a headband and a really dark tan, he was wearing a blue and shirt vertically striped shirt and jungle green shorts with plain brown flip-flops.
I didn't really care about these guys but I was a bit worried about who them beat up. I sprinted in the opposite direction from where they were walking and saw a boy about my age laying in a pool of his own blood. He had striking violet eyes but I couldn't focus on his eyes right now I needed to get him to a doctor.
"Verdammt." I cursed under my breath for not knowing where the nearest hospital was. I ran to the nearest couple.
"ein Junge, er ist verletzt, er braucht ein Krankenhaus. Sie anrufen und Krankenwagen müssen!" I yelled at them, when they looked at me in confusion I realised I switched into German.
"A boy, he's hurt, he needs a hospital. you need to call and ambulance!" I repeated myself. At this they jumped from their seat and followed me to the boy with the violet eyes.
"Quick call an ambulance!" the woman yelled to the man, she quickly went to work checking for a pulse and making sure he was still alive. All the while asking me questions.
"How did you find him?" she asked
"I was walking and I overheard a conversation from these guys about beating up a guy really bad and not knowing if he was dead or not, I don't know them but I remember what two of them looked like. I immediately ran down here and found him, then I went to you." I answered
"Do you know him?" she looked me
"No I do not." I said although I didn't know why it mattered
She sighed "In that case, we're going to have a hell of a time figuring out who he is until he comes to."
"Okay, the police are also coming down here to see if we could give some statements." the man said
"Got it. Hey kid, we need you to stay here for a bit okay."
I nodded.
Soon an ambulance came and loaded him into the back of it and drove off to the nearest hospital and a few minutes later the police came.
"Ma'am, Sir, how did you come across this?" Police Officer #1 asked
"This boy came to us after finding the other boy." the man answered
"What are all of your names?"
"Roderich Edlestien and this is my girlfriend Elizabeta Héderváry and..." he looked at me
"Gilbert Beilschmidt" I answered briefly
"I see." the officer wrote that down and he turned to me
"Son, can you tell me how you found him." he asked kindly
"Sure, just so you know I don't know the kid," I stated before recounting my story again "and then I got those people." I pointed to "Roderich and Elizabeta"
"Are you okay?" he looked at me concerned
"I'm awesome as always." I scoffed "I really should be getting home though. If you need anything else just look me up, there aren't going to be many Beilschimidt's in Oregon, correct."
He let out a deep chuckle, "You got it kid," he ruffled my hair much to my annoyance "get home safely, you hear?"
"Yeah, just let me know how that kid is doing when he wakes us." I waved him off and walked back to my house.
I really do hope that guy's alright.
Translations:
German- Verdammt- Damnit
German- ein Junge, er ist verletzt, er braucht ein Krankenhaus. Sie anrufen und Krankenwagen müssen!- A boy, he's hurt, he needs a hospital. you need to call and ambulance!
French- merde!- God damn it!