Chapter 7- Forgiveness
Austria always had a girly house. His mansion looked like it was taken right out of an old black and white movie. I didn't even knock as I entered and I waltzed right into his house. I heard the piano playing somewhere in the house, so I decided to follow the noise. It lead me to the main room, and I saw Austria sitting at his favorite piano. He was totally lost in the music and he didn't even see me walk in. His fingers danced all over the keys and he swayed with the music. The piece he was playing sounded so sad, like he was in mourning. I stood at the doorway and just watched him play. It has been a long time since I last heard him play, and the sound lifts my heart. With the war going on I never had time to spend with friends. Just thinking of the war brought terrible flashbacks of the battlefield and the pain that every country went through. I shook my head to get rid of the bad memories and focused on Austria's music.
All too soon it was over. Austria played the last few notes and the piano was silent. He still didn't see me so he just sat there staring at his hands, and a tear dripped from his eye.
"I'm not dead yet you jerk, so why are you crying?" I said smirking.
Austria jumped, and stared at me mouth hanging open.
"P-Prussia?" he asked, shocked.
"Who else could look this awesome?"
Austria stood up without a word and walked up to me. He stopped right in front of me and sized me up. He then stared into my eyes, an angry expression on his face. I had finally done it. After centuries of annoying the prissy bastard I had pushed him to far. He would never forgive me. I looked down at the floor and braced for the angry words or punches. Instead his face softened and he pulled me into a hug.
"Austria?" I asked confused.
"You ass I thought you were dead, don't you ever do that to me again!" he said, his voice cracking.
"I don't plan to anytime soon, I am way too awesome for that." I said returning his embrace.
"You can't believe how relieved I am to hear you say you are awesome. I never thought I would see you again." He said and started to sob.
I never thought I'd see the day the great Austria cried in front of me. He quickly pulled himself together and released me.
"Come on, we have some talking to do" He said smiling and wiping his face.
He turned around and started to lead me to the dining room. The pain in my chest suddenly flared again, but not as strong as before. I gasped and clutched my chest. Blood found its way into my throat again and I coughed it onto the floor. Austria whirled around and stared at me with wide eyes. I stared him in the eyes, frightened of what was happening. I turned around and sprinted out of his house, and into my car, my chest was still on fire.
"Gilbert! Gilbert!" Austria screamed. His voice filled with fear. "Come back!"
I drove shakily a few miles away from Austria's house. I pulled over onto the side of the empty road. My vision was going blurry and more blood dribbled out of my mouth. I took out my phone and dialed Germany's number. It rung once and Germany's stern voice answered.
"Ja what is is Gilbert?"
"Luddy its happening again. I'm seven miles away from Austria's house in my car." I replied, struggling to get the words out, my voice shaking.
"I'm on my way." He said and hung up. That is my bruder I thought. No questions asked, just gets things done. I smiled as everything went black.
Sorry for the delay. I have school, sports and a thousand things to do. There will be two more chapters. I am planning a second sequel to this as well so don't worry! Thanks as always for reading.
