Gilbert walked through the halls of school. He was extremely tired. The dream he had last night caused to stay awake and not go back to sleep. Thats what happened whenever he had that dream. As he contined you walking, he didn't notice what he was doing and, as he was focusing on not falling asleep, he ran into someone. He fell to the ground and tried to catch himself before his face connected with the floor.
"Watch where you're going!" said a familiar voice.
The white hair boy twisted his head upwards and saw Alfred was looking down at him. A look of realization came over both of them, which turned into to anger for Gilbert. Alfred just looked away quickly and walked away. The albino stared in surprise as the older twin disappeared down the hall.
"Gilbert! Are you ok?"
Pushing himself into a sitting position he looked in the direction of the voice. It was Matthew, causing Gilbert to smile.
"Hey, Birdie," Gil said.
Blushing, Matthew helped the German to his feet for the second time. "Did my brother do something again?"
"No, actually. We ran into each other, but he just walked away after that."
"Well, that mean's my brother know's I'm serious about him staying away from you."
"You have the weirdest brother, Birdie."
"Why do you call me that?"
"Why do I call you Birdie?"
"Yeah..." Matthew blushed a little more.
"You remind me of my pet canary," Gilbert smiled.
Matthew wasn't sure how to respond. "Well come one, let's get to class."
"Okay, hang on."
Once in the class room, they took their seats and waited for class to began. At times Gilbert would pretend to fall asleep at the tearcher's boring lecture, making Matthew giggle. Pretending to sleep, however, soon got the better of the white hair teenager, and soon, he really fell asleep.
~dream~
The thirteen year old Gilbert pulled at the ropes that tied him to the chair. Before he knew it he was freed from the tight bonds and heading for the door. Opening it slowly, he peeked out and saw that the coast was clear. Wrenching the door open, he bolted for the exit. Taking a look around it looked as thought he was in some sort of warehouse.
"Where do you think you're going?" The man's voice yelled at him.
Ignoring the call he continued to run as fast as he could. Reaching the door to his freedom, the boy grabbed the handle and twisted. Locked!
"No, no, no!" Gilbert cried as he tried again. It still would not give way.
A hand on his shoulder nearly made him jump out of his skin. "It's a good thing I decided to lock that door today. Had I not, you would've been gone."
Heaving the boy into his arms, he took him back to the room. Tossing him on the floor, he pulled a large hammer from the corner of the room.
"Now, I'm sorry for having to do this, Gilbert, but I don't want you trying to escape again."
The man brought the hammer down on both of his shins, breaking them both instantly. Gilbert screamed as pain errupted from both of his legs. His world went black almost instanly from the intensity of the pain.
~dream~
Gilbert jolted awake and lifted his head off his desk. He was shaking all over and was recieving a lot of stares from the other students.
"Gil?" Matthew reached over and placed his hand on his friend's shoulder. "Are you okay?"
The albino turned his head towards the sound of the voice, but made no response. Instead, he took both of his crutches and, standing, he walked out of the room, with the teacher calling after him.
Matthew raised his hand. "Teacher, may I go and see what's wrong?"
The teacher sighed and nodded her head. Matthew jumped from his seat and ran out of the room. "Gil! Wait!"
Gilbert stopped, and turned around to reveal tear stained eyes. Startled, Matthew walked over and continued. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I shouldn't have fallen asleep."
"Was it a dream?"
The German nodded slowly.
"What was it about?"
"Matthew, after school, I need to tell you something. It's about my legs."
Matthew looked at him with confusion, but nodded his head. "Okay, well let's get back to class."
They went through the rest of school in an awkward silence, neither of them really looking at each other. Finally the bell rang, signalling the release from school. Matthew got out of his class to go search for Gilbert. He found him waiting outside.
"Gil," Matthew called, running over to him.
"Hey, Birdie."
"So, what is it you wanted to tell me?"
Gilbert sighed, clearly nervous, and spoke. "Mattie, my legs didn't break from a football accident."
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