This is my first Fan fiction so it is kind a bad. I'm 14 years old and live in Austria !Most! names are based on the Vienna version.

Disclaimer: I don't own wwry (just wish I would)

Do you love me?

Scaramouche and I lay next to each other on the bed. Morning dawned, a cold breeze wiped over our bodies. She was so beautiful when she was sleeping, like an angel. Even if the though to compare Scaramouche with an angel sounds a bit stupid, it was true. I held her tight in my arms and watched her with a smile on the lips as she slowly opened her eyes. As I saw the look on her face my smile faded.

"Hey what is it, don't you feel well?" I asked. She looked so sad, so vulnerable. As if she would start crying every second. As if she would burst into hundred pieces if no one holds her together.

"Do you love me?" she whispered, staring at me with her wonderful olive green eyes.

"W-w-w-what, hey,…", what was that about, I mean didn't she know that I love her. Would I be with her if I wouldn't?

"I mean it! Galileo Figaro, do you love me?" she said her eyes searching for an answer in mine. Why was she asking this,…why. What was wrong?

After a short pause of completely silence I answered her, I said the only thing I could say. "Of course I do. How can you even think such stupid things…" suddenly I realized what I was just saying. I could see the tears shooting in her eyes,….

"Maybe 'cause I am stupid!" Scaramouche stormed off, nearly bumping into Meat who entered the room.

" Morning gu… what was that about, have I done something wrong?" she looked at me, more stared, confused.

"I don't know, she asked if I love her, I said that I do of course and that it was stupid that she asked. And then she stormed off. Normally she wouldn't mind or even yell at me." This wasn't like Scara, she was not the running away type. Especially not because of such little things, looks like someone is touchy today.

"I guess the girl had been through a lot lately." Meat sighted and let herself fall onto the bed.

"What are you doing out here, is something wrong?" Brit (yeah he's not dead) walked over to me, I sat feet pulled to the chest on an old car outside the heartbreak hotel. All of us were glad that he was back especially Meat. She looked like a little kid getting the biggest present on planet mall.

"Oh it's nothing,… just women problems, could you get Meat please?" There was something I had to talk to her about. I could tell her everything; she was like a sister to me. She was my best friend; it sent a shiver down my spine when I thought of what I would do without her.

Brit turned red "Oh,... I get her a, a, a, you know because I'm a man she's a woman and…wow I've got muscles!" Typical reaction for a guy always when they her women problems they act like seven year old boys.

He didn't change much, still amazed about his muscles and how great he was. "Guys…." I rolled my eyes.

Suddenly Brit busted into the room "Meat? Scaramouche asked me to get you, she needs to talk to you,……about…" he looked embarrassed "women problems." He spat out.

"Oh, I guess I better go and see her then!" she said giving him a kiss on his cheek before she left.

What women problems, somehow I wanted to know what this was about somehow I didn't. I hoped my baby was o.k., what would I do without her.

"Man you're really brave, I wouldn't be so cool if my girlfriend is going to break up with me."

What? Break up with me? Why? How does he wanna know if she'll break up with me, she didn't mention anything that she wasn't happy. Maybe she asked me if I love her 'cause she doesn't love me and as I said it was stupid that she asked she took her chance. No, never, she would never do that it doesn't sound like her, she would tell me straight. She loves me,………………doesn't she?

"Planet mall calling Galileo Figaro!" he waved a hand in front of my face "Are you o.k. mate?"

"Huh…..what…I'm really sorry but I have to find Scara!" I had to ask her, talk to her, before I'm becoming crazy even if I'm not sure if that's not what I am already.

This doubt began to grow inside of me, eating me from the inside, destroying me and letting me feel lost. Where the fuck was she, I had to think of something else. But how could I. I wasn't sure if I'll lose the one person which meant the most to me, my love, my life my everything and nothing.

"Scaramouch, where are you?" I asked into the dark.

I was sitting on the mattress in the old van. I hadn't been able to find her; this was the last place where I had been expecting her to be. I wanted to go back to the heart break hotel but I was too tired. I just sat there thinking about our first night in the van, when we finally admitted our love. But was it true, a lie or just a sweet elusion………….my eyes closed with sleep.