Only You
Chapter 11
It was quite at the Beilschmidt house. The only sound was the muffled noise of music coming from Gilbert's stereo in the basement.
Ludwig was out, presumably with Feliciano. It was just Gilbert and her. Alone.
She had barely knocked at the door when it swung open revealing the casually dressed albino, a handsome smirk adorned his face.
Elizaveta found herself greeting him with an embrace. Not knowing until then how much she had missed her old friend.
She had never found such solace in Roderich's arms.
"I missed you Gilbert," she smiled into his shoulder.
"Of course you did," he chuckled, right before leading her inside.
Within a few moments she was settled down on the couch in the basement, Gilbert's heavy music slightly louder. The music was a radical change from the operas and orchestra Roderich constantly had playing.
"You had something you wanted to say?" she asked, snuggling into the plush leather couch.
A hearty chuckle escaped his throat. "The thing is…I have everything to say."
The clinking of glass bottles reached her ears, right before Gilbert placed a beer in her hand.
She recognized it as his favorite beer, known for its high alcohol content.
She motioned to hand it back, but yet he insisted she take the drink just as he took his place on the couch next to her.
"I don't hold my alcohol well."
"Don't worry, you just need practice," he smirked.
Snapping off the bottle cap he took a healthy swig, gesturing that she should do the same.
Ever so timidly she took a sip of her own. It had been a long time since she had a beer.
"So how has life been since I last saw you?" Gilbert asked.
She paused, recalling the most recent years of her life. The very same years he'd been in prison.
"Um..welll…I got married," she began, fingering her wedding ring. "…to Roderich."
"Congrats," he said hiding his dismay. "Sorry I missed the wedding."
"Its alright. When I heard you got arrested I was afraid that I would never see you again. But no matter what happens you always come back."
"And I always will. Nothing can stop a Beilschmidt, as my grandfather always said," He smirked.
Elizaveta giggled after she took another swig.
The conversation went well for awhile. Before they both knew it more then a few empty beer bottles decorated the coffee table.
"So why did you marry him?" he suddenly asked, his voice groggy and tipsy. "Why become Mrs. Roderich Edelstein?"
It was then she noticed the great disdain, and possibly hurt, in his voice. "Because I love him," she said defensively.
"Oh please you love his money!"
"Thats not true!" she began. "Unlike you he treats me like a lady and he actually cares about me!"
"You think I don't?" he retorted.
She stood to leave, not liking where the conversation was going.
His hand caught her wrist, silently pleading her to stay.
"I'm sorry," she heard him say. "I missed out on a lot, its hard to take it all in at once."
So he was jealous. That only confirmed her suspicions. He did have feelings for her, as she did for him when she was young. Now she couldn't be more unsure. Couldn't be more confused of how she felt now.
Usually she hated yet loved that boy-like immature persona he put forth and so oftenly followed through with.
"If I stay would you tell me why you left? Not even Ludwig knows," she quietly asked.
She heard him sigh. "I didn't have a choice."
"Everything is a choice Gilbert," she said simply.
"Not everyone has that blessing Liza. Either way, you have made yours."
She shook her wrist free and made her way towards the front door. Her fingers paused at the door handle, she couldn't yet find the will to leave. Especially when she heard his footsteps following her up the stairs.
"You deserve better than him Lizzy!"
"Then who do I deserve?
She then turned and met his eyes, finding them lost and clouded. Her own vision wasn't that much better.
Elizaveta felt herself grow dizzy and closed her eyes to steady her mind and body. It was then she felt Gilbert's lips on her own, but she didn't know what was happening until it had gone to far.
Gilbert had already spoken the words, "I love you."
It frightened her that he actually meant it and that she herself didn't have the courage to return the very same words.
A/N: and yet another upload! Schools not too busy right now so theres a good chance I'll finish this fic within the next couple weeks or so, given that I keep up this pace.
Also...this is a flashback chappie just to avoid confusion. Next one will be back in present time period. Then afterwards there will be at least one more flashback.
Hope you guys enjoyed! Please review lemma know what you think!