"Then I should die.." she pressed the knife harder and blood drops ran down and she breathed heavyily and pressed harder but he stopped her and whispered "fine," he couldn't loose her. Then this all would've been for nothing. She will watch him die... Then she will love me. She had too, that or watch me tear that damned baby from her stomach.
Roderich bandaged Elizabeta's neck so she wouldn't catch an infection. They both walked to the car. All common knowledge that you shouldn't get in a car alone with some one like that was blinded. All she could think about was Gilbert. Her worries blinded all worry about her own personal safety. She sat in the car and kept her eyes on him the whole time though. He just Looked forward to the road, making a plan on what he should do. After being in the car for sometime her senses came to her. She leaned to him and snatched his phone from his pocket. Roderich tried to grab it but the car swerved and he looked back to the road and demanded it back in a rasp, angry yell. She dialed 9-11 but didnt push the call button. He reached to grab her again and she put her finger on the button.
"Touch me, or talk to me like that again and all I have to do it press Enter!" she leaned against the door away from his hand. "I dare you to try touching me!"
He sighed, she was clever. He went back to driving like nothing had ever even happen. She looked around again and opened a compartment in his car. Roderich protested and went to grab her again but stopped as Elizabeta put her finger on the call button again.
In the compartment was a gun. Gilbert's gun. A .30 Glock hand gun. Along with a few clips. She loaded it and when he wasn't looking she flipped on safety. She would be ready to save him. She was ready to protect her family. She wouldn't let anything happen to Gilbert or her developing child. Even if it meant hurting Roderich.
Yes, they were friends but that died away. Anyone who thinks of hurting Gil, will see no mercy! Her finger still on the call button and the Glock pressed into Roderich's rib cage.
They eventually arrived and Roderich showed her down to an old basement were Gilbert laid. His arms chained to a pipe and he lay there limp an bloody. She almost shot Roderich right there, but tears weld up and she dropped the gun, with out even noticing. Then ran to Gilbert and cupped his face in her hand. Gilbert's eye widened and his face angered.
"Vhy did you come her alone? Vhy! It's a trap! How could you be so stupid! He's gonna hurt you Eliza!" that only made her cry more, she snapped back.
"To Save You! I couldn't have let you di-" she stopped as she felt a gun muzzle on the back of her head and then heard the safely switch off.
Her heart seemed to stop and Gilbert screamed and yanked against the chains. Demanding she be let go, unhurt.
"Kill me! Just don't hurt her! Please!" he was still crying. Gilbert was not the type to cry but, his only love had a gun to her head, how could he not? He would risk his life to save her but, right now he was powerless. All he could do was beg.
"Back away from him." Roderich ordered. She did nothing but stare into those red eyes that were always full of life, filled with agony and desperation.
"Back away!" Roderich repeated. She still did nothing. He raised the gun and swung knocking her upside the head with the handle of the gun. Hard enough for her to scream in pain and blood drip down her face near her green eyes. She sat back up and stared at Gilbert as he cried even more and tugged even more.
Roderich went to swing again.
"Goddammit Eliza! Do vhat he says! Now!" Gilbert yelled and Roderich stopped and Elizabeta slowly stood up and backed away holding back more tears.
Roderich walked over to her and squeezed her wrists. Pressed her to the wall and kissed her, right infront of Gilbert. Elizabeta squirmed and tried to brake free but Roderich forced his tongue in her mouth for Gilbert to see.
Elizabeta couldn't brake free. So as hard as she could she bit his tongue he pulled back from her. The taste of blood filled both of there mouths. Roderich looked at her angered and ready to do some serious damage. She just spat the blood and saliva in his face. Splattering on her glasses and cheek.
Gilbert was enraged, but when she bit Roderich's tongue he whispered "Zhats my awesome girl!"
That sense of pride then dissolved and sorrow replaced it. Roderich slapped her across the face, she fell to the floor and he kicked her in the stomach she collapsed again. This was wrong, how could he do this? Gilbert thought. I should be the one being beat. Not her. She should be home with friends. Not beaten.
He kicked her again and again. Tears dripped from her face. Not because she was in pain. She never showed when she was in physical pain. She was crying the most agonizing tears. Silent, painfully and deadly tears. Why? Because her dress was stained with blood. He had kicked her in the stomach and killed the baby. She screamed silently the only noises that Came from her were gasps for breath and the most agonizing sound which made Gilbert's heart break. The sounds of her pain, her sorrow. The tears dripping into a puddle on the floor. She held her stomach. She cried so much In a few moments she couldnt even breath. Her gasps for breath got more and more painfully to hear. She bit her lip and she clutched her stomach as Roderich smirked at her. He was proud of him self. Gilbert cried tears just as agonizing as hers.
"You bastard!" he yelled at the top of his lungs, "how could you?"
Roderich only laughed and walked over to Gilbert and snatched his hair.
Elizabeta looked at Gilbert in the eye. In that monent their eyes said everything.
'Please... Leave... You have to escape! You need to keep living.. When you escape go to Ludwig.. He will help you...' was what Gilbert's eyes told.
Roderich yanked his hair again and flicked out a switch blade as Elizabeta watched and put the knife to Gilbert's neck.
'I cant... I can't live with out you.. Especially if I can't have your child... If you die so am I...' was the story Her eyes told.
She could have looked away, she wanted to. She knew what was coming. She wanted to look away, but she couldn't Gilbert's eyes Looked at her so lovingly. No one loved her like he did. Not even Roderich, he had just lost it. She had never loved anyone like he loved her.
In that moment Roderich went to slice open Gilbert's neck, but in the last second decided he deserved and slow death.
Her pressed the knife against his neck in a certain place that would kill him but it would take a while. He pressed again ever harder then blood started to drip down Gilbert's kneck. His eyes cried for his love.
She cried an even more painfull, heart aching, tragic tears. She screamed as tears flooded down her face. Then whispered "No! Gilbert! Stop! Please don't die.. You can't leave me! You can't leave me you stupid bastard!" her fists hit the floor and she looked down.
Roderich hand pulled toward him. Cutting Gilbert's neck. He collapsed an blood pours out of his neck and he looks and Elizabeta and smiles while laying in his own blood.
"I vill always love you Eliza. I'm not leaving you alone... You vill see me again.. I promise.."
"GIIIILLBEEEERRT! PLEASE! N-no..." she shreiked.
Elizabeta looked at Gilbert's dying figure. How could he smile while he died. She didn't know but she sure as hell would join him. She couldn't live on like this.
Roderich laughed, it was twisted, demented laugh of a killer. She don't know how he went crazy. How Antonio went crazy. What happened to him. Or what will happen after death. But, what she did know was that Roderich was doing to die.
She ran toward Roderich grabbed the gun from his hand. She pointed it at him and with out a seconds thought. She pulled the trigger. The bullet blew through his knee. He screamed. He deserved this. He collapsed to the ground in tears. Just like she did, just like Gilbert did. She shot his chest multiple times. Then shot him in the head. Then riddled the body with as many bullet holes as she could. With 1 bullet left she walked over to Gilbert. Closed his eyes then turned him away from her.
"I don't want you to see this." she whispered and a single tear fell onto Gilbert's face as she kissed his forehead.
She laid beside him. Laid in his pool of blood and held his cold hand. Tears ran from her face. And she wrote in blood.
"I couldn't live with out him. My baby is dead too. If my baby lived I'd have a part of him and a reason to live. But I don't so I see no reason. Tell Feliciano, I love him and I'm sorry. Make sure he doesn't see any of us 3 like this. He doesn't deserve too. And Tell Ludwig his brother died with dignity. -Elizabeta."
She squeezed Gilberts dead hand. Tears rolled down her face as she put the gun to her head. And squeezed the trigger.
'I love you more than you will ever know. I love you more than anything in this world. You are my everything. My life was nothing with out you.' was the tragic story their eyes told. The tragic story of jealousy and undying love. This is tragic story of Gilbert and Elizabeta. The love meant to be, but was never given a chances. The hopes killed by hatred but, in the end hatred got him no where. Just an early grave. Their love would last for eternity. In the hearts of others. Their loved lived in Felciano's heart. Their love lived in Ludwig's heart. Their love and tragic story was passed down.
In the city were streets of gold and everything is perfect. Their love thrived. Gilbert waited by the gates of heaven for his beloved Elizabeta. An angel at last. "I told you ve vould see each other again! Zhe awesome promised!" he laughed, she giggled and it echoed through out space and time.
"You did! Didn't you!" she said smiling. "we lived a lovely life didn't we? We had something others didn't!"
