Holy shit call an ambulance
Why?
Cause I updated I must be sick lol
But seriously
 yeah... this is more sad then it is horror but I had to write it.
I'm gonna add sad into the mix of things ok? OK!

Listen to Hush Lullaby by Joel Faviere while reading (:

said song mentioned in the story is the one above

Bruder

Ludwig sat up in his bed that he shared with his brother and rubbed his icy blue eyes, throwing his legs over the edge of his bed and went to the bathroom to wash up before following the smell of wurst and eggs.

Ludwig found himself in the kitchen a few minutes later and was stunned at the sight in front of him.
His older brother, Gilbert was standing at the stove, pink apron tied loosely around his hips, humming an unfamiliar song.

Ludwig didn't know what to think and but didn't question the albino. He wanted his brother to take more responsibility around the house... Maybe he finally took Ludwigs advice.

Clearing his throat Ludwig leaned against the door frame and waited for his brother to acknowled him.

It took a few minutes but when the albino did notice his kleiner bruder he gracefully strode over to him and hugged him.

Ludwig was not surprised by his brothers actions. As he was a clingy person at times.

"Keseseseses you're finally awake, the awesome me has made you awesome breakfast. It's almost ready so go sit in the living room and the awesomeness that is Gilbert will bring it too you." Ludwig didn't have a choice in staying as he was shoved out of the kitchen and pushed into the clean living room.

Ludwig sat down on the couch and looked around. Usually Prussia would have gotten up, drank a couple of beers and started trashing the house but the place was spic and span. Ludwig started to worry.

"Bruder are you feeling ok?" Ludwig called out, shock covering the worry that clung to his words like a child clinging to its blanket.

Ludwig could here the prussian laughing before hearing heavy footsteps coming towards the living room.

Gilbert walked through the door, two plates in hand and two beers under his arm.

"Of course the awesome me is fine. Why do you ask" Gilbert sat down his plate and cracked open his beer before taking a swing.

Ludwig shook his head before cracking open his own beer and taking a sip.

Gilbert turned on the t.v to and kicked his feet up on the table.

"Spongebobs on awesome kesesesese!" Gilbert laughed before digging into his breakfest.

Ludwig scowled and lifted up Gilberts feet before placing them on the floor.

"Don't put your feet on the table."

Gilbert simply rolled his eyes and continued to eat.

After the two german brothers were done eating Gilbert grabbed both his and his brothers plate and headed towards the kitchen.

Ludwigs brow furrowed and the corners of his lips turned downward.

"What has gotten into him?" Ludwig thought to himself.

Getting up and heading towards the kitchen Ludwig watched as his brothers washed his dishes again humming an unfamiliar tune

"Gilbert...why are you acting so...responsible today?"

The red eye man stopped doing the dishes and looked at his little brother.

"Isn't that what you wanted me do? Be more reponsible?"

Ludwig nodded his head and opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by his older brother.

"Luddy tell you what. How about you leave today and go do what it is that makes you happy, weather it's training, getting baking supplies, hang out with your little Italian lover, HEY DON'T GIVE ME THAT LOOK I KNOW YOU LIKE HIM, any way go out and have fun and when you get home this place will be clean top to bottom."

Gilbert finished his sentence with his hand on his hip, the dish cloth used for drying over his shoulder and a grin plastered on his face.

The german narrowed his eyes at his brother. He was suspicious about his motives but decided that he did need a day off so the icy blue eyed man slowly nodded his head.

The albino laughed his strange laugh before pushing his brother towards the stairs.

"Go get dress!"

~40 minutes later~

"Gilbert are you sure you want me to leave?" Ludwig asked his brother, turning around on the front porch to face his brother.

"Luddy I'll be fine and do me a favor don't call me, don't call the house, don't call at all alright?" Gilbert asked, seriousness taking over his tone.

Ludwig was suprised at the demand and was about to ask why when the prussian raised his hand, silencing his little brother.

"I wanna stay concentrated and not procrastinate. A phone call is all it takes."

Not fully believing the silver haired man Ludwig nodded his head and turned to leave.

"Luddy wait!"

Ludwig turned around and his brother pulled him into a tight hug. Ludwig hugged back. He loved his brother alot, even if he didn't show it his older brother was his world.

"Ich liebe dich kleiner bruder und vergiss es." Gilbert whispered into Ludwigs shoulder.

Ludwig didn't care how out of character his brother was being. He hugged him tighter and whispered in his silver hair

"Ich liebe dich auch großer Bruder und ich will nicht."

Gilbert smiled and kissed his little brothers cheek before letting him go and pushing him off the porch.

"Go have fun!" Gilbert waved, smile bright as the sun itself.

Ludwig smiled softly, giving a small wave in return before hopping in his car and leaving.

Gilbert walked back in the house and closed the door. Tears gliding down his face like raindrops sliding down a window.

Gilbert took a shaky breath before untying the apron that was around his waist.

Running up the stairs Gilbert pulled out a letter that he had written earlier in the day and placed it on his shared bed.

Running back down the stairs the prussian man put on his red converses and walked out the door.

~20 mintues later~

Gilbert pulled up into an abandoned parking lot. He couldn't stop the sobs that rocked his body in every direction, or the tears that blurred his vision, but he had to do it. He was in too much pain. He couldn't live any longer, he had to do.

He closed his eyes and licked his tear drenched lips.

"I'm sorry Ludwig, Ich liebe dich."

KLICK KLACK BOOM!

Ludwig never gotten the message that his brother killed himself until later on that night.

He walked through the front door and called his brothers name.

No answer.

The house looked the same as if nothing was touched.

Thinking that the prussian got distracted Ludwig headed upstairs and opened his bedroom door.

His brother wasn't there but in his place was a note.

Ludwig sat on the edge of his bed and picked the note up, unfolding it carefully and taking a deep breath.

Dear Luddy,

If you are reading this letter I am no longer living on this Earth,
My life taken away by a bullet to the head, the trigger pulled by the hand that fed you this morning.
Ludwig I have been fighting a incurable disease for sometime now
For 4 years actually, it started after highschool and it went down hill from there
The pain was too much, I couldn't die a slow painful death, I couldn't.
Doctors told me to take it easy, don't run, don't do much physical stuff ya know
But I was too awesome for that and I made my condition worse.
I'm so frail and weak and it hurts just to write but I don't show my pain so you won't worry.
I actually made it longer then what I was suppose to.
I made it an extra year, but it hurt to do so many things.

It's my time to go Luddy. I have to end it.

But Ludwig guess what...

Ludwig was in tears, his whole body shaking and his hands trembling.

You made it through today Kleiner bruder.

You went the whole day without calling me or talking to me.

If you can make it through today, then you can make through the rest.

Ich liebe dich Kleiner bruder.

-The Awesome Gilbert, your grober bruder

From that day on Ludwig never left the home his brother and him shared.

Ludwigs Italian lover, Feli came over multiple times but the visits never helped.

After two months of hallucinations and depression Ludwig joined his brother.

Police found Ludwig Beilschmidt in a bath tub filled with blood and water.

Cause of death: Blood loss due to multiple self inflicted cut wounds on the arm, form arm and wrist.

Word carved into arm: Bruder

20 years later

"Ever heard of the Beilschmidt brothers?" The blonde hair blue eyed teenager asked his violet eyed brother. The twins were walking home from school, the blue eyed teen talking his little brother ear off.

"No who are they?" The violet eyed boy asked, clutching a stuffed polar bear in his arms.

"Haha rumor has it that 2 german bros lived in some house down the street 20 years ago and the older one committed suicide at an abandoned parking lot cause he had a really bad sickness and he couldn't live with it any more. The 2 brothers were really close dude, like you and me close, anyway the younger bro got super depressed and slit his wrist in the tub. Rumor has it that the is house haunted by the little brother. He walks around the house calling out the word bruder. No one even looks at the house cause it's so creepy. Oh here's the house ahahahahaha!"

The american teenager laughed, his cowlick bouncing energetically as he ran ahead of his Canadian brother, leaving him in front of said house.

Curiosity getting the best of him the Canadian looked at the house, his eyes roaming here and there before stopping on a certain window.

It was on the top left side of the house. The boy swore he saw something and rubbed his eyes and stared again.

There stood a man with blue eyes and messy blonde hair, tears were streaming down his face as he raised a bloody arm and lifted a bloody finger and began to write something on the window in crimson liquid

Bruder

This is sad not scary! I'm sorry but I really wanted to write this any whore I hope you enjoyed (:

Translations:

"Ich liebe dich kleiner bruder und vergiss es" : I love you little brother and don't you forget that

"Ich liebe dich auch großer Bruder und ich will nicht." : I love you too older brother and I won't

Sorry if anything sounds idk shitty. I don't have my glasses at the moment ...