Please forgive me...for this short...chapter...
Gilbert slowly sat back down onto his bed. Did the awesome me really just?....Gilbert thought for a second. "Nah! Mattie will be alright!..." He stood quiet and looked at a cage in the corner of his room, containing his small yellow bird name Gilbird. The words from Mathew's harsh father kept circling Gilberts mind.'I'll kill him...' were the words Mattie's father said before hanging up on me….
Gilbert suddenly jumped as his brother Ludwig opened the door of Gil's room. "Gilbert , Dinner is ready." He then shut the door again and left. Gilbert sat there for a second. "Yea...Mattie is going to be okay,right Gilbird?" He smiled at his bird as it chirped at him. He then shrugged it off and went down stairs to join his brother.
The next day, Gilbert sat in his chair. Where is Mathew? What happened? Gilbert decided to keep up his useless hope by thinking to himself that Mathew was just late.
Yea, he is just late. He will be here . nothing bad happened, the awesome me knows that...
The class time passed on and no sign of Mathew was found. Gilbert moved into his next class, with still no sign of a late Canadian.
3 days flew by and yet no sign of Mathew was shown. Everyday Gilbert's guilt and worries increased extremely. And at night, his nightmares would get worse and bloodier.
On the fourth night , the albino couldn't take it anymore. He woke up panting, sweat dripping down his forehead. That dream just had to be the worst of all. A dream where Mathew was dying right in front of Gilbert, after being beaten by his father. Mathew was screaming in pain, in a puddle of blood and his father was patting Gilbert with a grin on his face. It was a truly terrible dream
"I-I ...need to find him..." Gilbert looked at his clock. 1:23 am. He didn't care. he flipped the blanket off of him and got out of bed. He slipped on some pants and shoes. "Fuck..." Gilbert then realized he couldn't just walk down stairs and out the door. His parents are probably spending the night in the living room again. The albino only saw one way. He quickly opened his window and removed the window screen and looked down. It was a long drop. But he would jump it. Only for Mathew.
Gilbert quickly wrapped a bed sheet around him and braced himself, leaning out the window, and begining to fall. "Shit Shit Shit Shit Shit Shit Shit Shit Shit " He whispered frantically to himself .
This is the most un-awesomest idea the awesome me has ever fucking thought of.
Lucky, Gilbert landed in a bush. Well it still really hurt. The branches of the small bush stabbed him, leaving him with cuts and scrapes. Gilbert got up in agonizing pain. What a stupid plan. He then began to run, leaving his bed sheet behind. The air was cold, and the sky was dark, only street lamps illuminated his way.
Gilbert continued to run, not very sure where he was going. Where should he go look? He didn't even know where Mathew lived. Gilbert soon realized this and sank down to his felt as if he had lost all hope at that very moment. Mathew could be already dead and it was all his fault. Guilt rained upon him as he felt his eyes begin to blur , thanks to the tears in his red dark eyes. He quickly wiped his face
No..I'm too awesome to cry! I will find him! The awesome me will find him!
Gil then sprang up and began to run towards the city in the distance.