Chapter 7: Prussia and Hungary
Love triangles were the worst, as Gilbert thought. The more he thought about the predicament he was in the more he realized that not only did love triangles suck but the entire situation he was in sucked.
He was in love with her though, so what could he do? He would have gone to the ends of the Earth if that was what she wished.
Gilbert was losing her though; she was starting to drift away from him. She was going towards that prick of an Austrian. He didn't know what to do to make her stay, everything he did seemed to push her farther away. When he did talk to her she would go on about how Roderick was so cool and so amazing and handsome. It made Gilbert sick to his stomach. Whenever he complained about him to Gilbert would get a frying pan to the head.
He always saw her with that Austrian as well. The two boys had only ever talked once to. Gilbert saw his girl with him instead of himself though, always looking happy. Gilbert remembers when she used to talk to him like that, when she used to be around him all the time. He was spending money like crazy, buying gifts that she would reject, planning dates that she would cancel. Gilbert had never tried so hard for something before.
He was fighting a losing battle, but refused to give up.
Gilbert went all out for one last date. One last date where he would put it all on the line, where he would put it all on the table and tell her it was time to decide. He couldn't take her flirting with Roderick anymore, Gilbert had to know. He had finally convinced her to go one a date with him, even if she seemed like she really didn't want to.
Elizaveta and Gilbert spent the entire night going out to a fancy German restaurant, going to a movie that he had known she wanted to see, and spending the rest of the night walking through the park. Yet whenever he tried to stand to close she would pull away, whenever he had tried to hold her hand she wouldn't let him, whenever he would try to talk to her she would barely reply (unless he brought up Roderick and he refused to do that).
After they arrived in the park, Gilbert took Elizaveta to one of the park benches, sitting them both down on it. Despite her pulling away he sat down right next to her, grabbing her hands and holding them in his. She wouldn't look at him.
"Lizzie. Are we okay?" She shook her head, making Gilbert frown.
"What can I do then?"
"You can't do anything Gilbert. I don't want to be with you anymore, I want to be with Roderick." Gilbert flinched and let go of her hands.
"This relationship was a mistake." Elizaveta left, leaving Gilbert all alone in the park.
Gilbert covered his face in his hands, trying his best to hold back tears because awesome people like him didn't cry. Elizaveta left into the waiting arms of her Austrian, who was more than happy to have her there instead of with Gilbert. For the first time in a long time though, Gilbert felt alone. He hadn't felt this alone since he got separated from his brother.
He had lost the one girl he had ever let himself love, and he didn't know what he was going to do without her.
