"Are you going to work tomorrow then? I mean, it is a lot to take in and you deserve a break!" Feliciano told Ludwig as he explained what had occurred that afternoon.
"No, I'll be staying here work a few days by my boss's orders." He smiled when replying. It always felt nice when you were aware that someone cared about your well-being. Feliciano felt his entire body stiffen. He couldn't let any signs that he loved him slip away.
"I've been meaning to ask you Feliciano," Ludwig started to speak again, making sure the two had completed eye contact. "Do you really love my brother, or is this whole relationship thing a sham?" Just then, the house phone went off?
"I-I'll get it!" He jumped out of his seat and answered the call.
"Is Feliciano there?" The other person on the line asked.
"Yeah I'm here."
"It's Elizabeta. Turns out I still have Gilbert's house phone number. I didn't think it would actually still work though." What perfect timing!
"That's great! Hold on a minute please!" He stepped out of the living room and in to his current bedroom without a word coming from Ludwig. "Okay, what can I help you out with?"
"I need you to meet me somewhere. We're going out to see someone for you!"
"Wait why? I don't remember talking about such a thing. What if someone sees me and says something to the police? Have you seen the newspapers lately?"
"Just hear me out! I think he might be that childhood friend you've been waiting for." Feliciano felt the phone slip from his grasp and create a thud on the floor. "We're meeting at a bar tomorrow evening. I'll text the directions to your cell phone, so leave it on. Come at 7:30. I'll see you then!" Elizabeta hung up while the other stood there, not even sure what to think anymore.
"You haven't answered me yet Feliciano. Are you two really in love?" Ludwig stood in the doorway of the room. He stayed silent. "That girl on the phone, she must be very pretty if you're cheating on Gilbert and going straight for her. What's she like? What does she have that he doesn't?" Felicano felt a terrible feeling that he'd experienced before. The same as when Ludwig had been killed in his dream. It was the sense of complete demolishment that had been created by his own hand. He might be found out any minute now, but when he stopped talking; Ludwig unknowingly gave out more information. Then again, he didn't want him to think that Elizabeta was his girlfriend.
"She and I are not dating each other."
"How the hell can I be positive of that?" That sentence got under his skin. Did he really not trust him that much? "I knew I couldn't let that idiot do anything himself. You're just like his last boyfriend."
"What got you mad?" Feliciano quietly questioned.
"You're far too dense to possibly understand if I tried to explain it. You shouldn't have to stay in a relationship with someone who you don't really have romantic feelings for. The only real pain a person can bring is pretending to love someone." As Ludwig began to exit, Feliciano quickly grabbed his shirt sleeve.
"But what if that person wanted you to pretend?" Ludwig froze when he heard that. He turned around to properly confront him. He didn't expect him to be crying though.
"You shouldn't have to deal with that Feliciano."
"I can't be with the one I love though. He's far too good for me. And besides," Feliciano paused. "If he knew who I really was, he'd be disgusted with who I was."