Yay, Spring Break is here alas! I'm hopefully going to upload more during this period and maybe even start a new story (knowing me, there's a slim chance)! Hope you've all taken a brief moment to read my other story too! I spent lots of time trying to think of a unique plot, so I'd really like it if you gave it a try! Now for chapter 12!
Feliciano sat alone, hiding in the dark. He got nervous at every sound that he heard from the outside world. Terror was practically tearing him apart. Ludwig had said that someone was searching for him. Antonio? Alfred? God forbid, his Grandfather? But then, how could have any of them known who exactly to call because he sure wasn't going to and they should know that. Questions at away at his head. All of the pressure was slowly, but surely, crushing him. He knew it wouldn't be long until he completely shattered under it all. Why couldn't he have just let Lovino be happy with Antonio? Maybe things wouldn't have been like they are now. Why did he do what he did to his brother? Why did he have to be so cruel and- "Feliciano?" He heard Ludwig's voice from the kitchen. There was no given response to the call.
"Feliciano?" He said once more; only this time was different. There was almost a ring of relief to his tone.
"Yes?" Feliciano quietly replied from his hiding place.
"You can come out now. It's only me." But as quickly as it came, the calmness vanished.
"Are you positive?"
"Y-yes." Feliciano came out from the tiny broom closet down the hall to properly greet Ludwig, but he wasn't the only one there. There was Gilbert holding his brother's neck with a gun to his head.
"Oh Feliciano, you always were so gullible." Gilbert said with a taunting smirk.
"Gilbert, what are you trying to pull off exactly?" He could feel his own blood run cold inside himself.
"Well, I've planned to shoot your dear lover here. What else does it look like?" Feliciano's eyes widened with an arrangement of feelings; he didn't really know what quite to do anymore.
"But he's your brother; your own flesh and blood for God's sake! What the hell are you thinking you'll accomplish by this?"
"You don't understand, do you Feliciano?" Gilbert aimed the gun at Feliciano's leg and shot him. The pain was so excruciating that it was hard to believe such a thing really existed. He tumbled to the cold marble floor as the wound began to bleed more and more. A shrill by Feliciano went through the entire house. "There is no such thing as love; it's all just in our own brain. We're all made to believe in such silly and wasteful things like love and miracles. People try and try to build a relationship off of a fake trust that our mind forces in to us until he believe it so very much that it means more than the world to us. In all reality, you can never underestimate a single human being. Some people on this planet have been blessed enough to see it all! Don't you realize that you're one of them Feliciano? Do you not have any proof? Think of the all of the past lovers that you've lost! If this is the only way to make you appreciate and accept your gift, so be it!" Gilbert pulled the trigger without any signs of hesitation and shot his sibling dead to the ground.
"Ludwig!" Feliciano screamed out and rushed to his body. "Stay with me! Don't close your eyes!" The wound to the head was getting worse and worse by the minute. Nothing else in the world mattered to him; not even the fact that Gilbert showed no emotion and the fact that his own brother was slowly dying. "
F-feli" Ludwig began. "Goodbye and live." The blond gave a weak but warm smile as the color drained away from his beautiful sky blue eyes. Feliciano started to sob uncontrollably.
"I'm sorry Ludwig, I'm sorry Ludwig, I'm sorry Ludwig." He continued to repeat over and over. His chest burned. None of this would have happened if he hadn't brought an innocent person in to this situation.
"You don't realize how lucky you are; being able to see so clearly. Most people take years to realize they love someone." Gilbert said.
"Feliciano! Wake up!" Someone spoke in Feliciano's ears. He didn't know where he was; but that voice sounded so familiar. He turned his head to see Ludwig somehow beside him.
"But…" Nothing made sense at all. He'd just seen this man get shot and die. Was he in heaven or hell now?
"It's okay now Felicano, I'm here. There's no reason to cry or apologize to me." Ludwig hugged him tight. He touched his own face and felt the trail of water that his tears left. "It was just a dream. You're safe now." No, this experience has been more then a dream.
It was when Feliciano saw just how dearly he loved Ludwig. He had felt the terrible heartache of him leaving the world. He never wanted to feel that lonely or empty again. He wanted to express his love enough to make sure they'd never end up like that again.
But how would Feliciano end up, lost or loved?
And that's a wrap for this chapter! Yes I really played the "it was all a dream" card, but it was for a good cause! New record, three typed pages! I hope it was to all of your likings and a good day (or night) to you all!