SAD CHAPTER
TW: Suicide mention/attempt
God guys I'm so sorry :c
The two German's watched with frowns as the older Italian brother tried to open the car door, he seemed to be panicking, banging on the window and shouting, though what he was shouting neither of them could tell.
The man turned, screaming Gilbert's name, that they could make out quite clearly. Gilbert frowned at the panic in his voice and ran towards him, leaving Ludwig wondering what was wrong, what had happened.
What had Feliciano done?
He took a few steps forward, unsure if he should approach or… he didn't know what was going on.
Gilbert had reached the car, he and Romano were talking. He began banging on the windows himself, moving away to pick up a rock from the floor, banging it against the glass and smashing it.
Ludwig began to jog towards them, something had to be wrong, really wrong. He stopped as he watched Gilbert pull a limp body from the car window, laying him flat on the floor.
"Feliciano..?" Ludwig said with a whimper.
What had happened?
He broke into a sprint, running up to them. He wanted to ask what had happened but the sight of Feliciano lying on the floor, barely breathing… The lump that had appeared in his throat stopped him speaking.
He dropped to his knees at Feliciano's side, his breathing becoming erratic as he looked over the smaller man… he'd never seemed this small before, Ludwig was afraid of touching him, as if he'd break from the slightest pressure.
Gilbert grabbed Feliciano by the shoulders, checking his pulse and the dilation of his eyes.
"Get back Lud, I've got to see if he's ok," his brother said, Ludwig did as he was told, he looked up at Romano, seeing him crying, sobbing loudly though for some reason Ludwig couldn't hear it properly, his vision was becoming distorted, he felt like he was going to faint.
"He's ok, I think," Gilbert said, his voice hurting Ludwig's head. "Romano, it's ok... I'm calling an ambulance, I think he's taken something I need you to search the car, f-for packages or bottles or whatever, something to give the paramedics."
Romano nodded limply, his face pale as he turned to rifle through the glovebox of the car.
Ludwig returned to Feliciano's side as Gilbert moved away, calling 112 and telling them their location.
"Tell them to hurry," Ludwig heard himself say in German as he looked down at the boy, he was barely conscious, looking up at him, his eyes filled with pain and disorientation, letting out small mumbled words.
"Feliciano," he whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, please, you've got to be ok Feli, you can't die, I'm so sorry," he felt himself began to cry, tears falling onto Feliciano's shirt.
"They're going to be here soon," Gilbert assured him, "Less than ten minutes, I told them what happened, he's going to be ok."
The older German looked over at the car, approaching it, "Lovi?" he asked softly, "Have you found anything? It's ok if you haven't it's not that important."
"I-I have," Romano replied, his voice broken, he stepped out of the car shaking, "Th-this was full earlier," he said, holding out a bottle of Feliciano's antidepressants, "I didn't know he'd brought them, I-I…" his words faded into sobs and gasps.
"Lovi it's ok," Gilbert said, hugging him tightly, "You didn't know, it's not your fault, you understand?"
"It is my fault," he sobbed, pulling out of the hug, "I should have checked, I shouldn't have left him!" he let out a hard sob, "Oh god, he's going to die and it's my fault."
Gilbert shook his head, "He's not going to die." Ludwig let out a small sob, his whole body shaking, Gilbert looked at him, frowning, "He's not," he said loudly, frowning, "He's going to be fine," he pushed.
Ludwig looked down at the Italian boy in his arms, he didn't look fine, he looked so… His eyes widened as the boy let out a soft groan, twisting in his arms and letting out a strange noise.
"What's wrong?" Ludwig gasped, panic coming to his voice again, straightening himself slightly as he let out a haggard cough.
Gilbert crouched down at his side, taking Feliciano from him and laying him on the floor, turning him on his side before replying, "He's trying to throw up."
Romano sobbed in the background, watching his brother convulse and hack, letting out a small 'oh god' through his tears.
Gilbert looked up at him, frowning, "This is a good thing Romano, it gets some of the pills out of his system."
They looked down at the young Italian boy. "Ludwig, you need to hold him still," Gilbert instructed, "Try to make sure he doesn't choke ok."
The older man pulled away, getting to his feet and pulling Romano into a forced hug, the other man tried to pull away but Gilbert wouldn't let him, he knew he needed some sort of comfort and words wouldn't work.
"He's going to be fine, Lovi, he'll be ok," he whispered into his ear. He looked down at Feliciano and Ludwig, his heart sinking at the scene before him: Ludwig leaning over the boy's twitching body, crying silently and stroking his face, his mouth was moving as if he were talking, but no words were leaving him.
Gilbert frowned softly, trying to stop tears forming in his eyes, he had to be strong for everyone else here. "Ludwig, stay calm, it's going to be ok, the ambulance will be here any minute, and he's thrown up most of the pills already, it's ok."
Ludwig blinked up at his brother, how was he going to be ok? He was almost unconscious, convulsing, throwing up. How was this ok?
He tried to reply, letting out a strangled sob instead, his eyes dropping back down to Feliciano. This might be the last time he saw him, he didn't want to take his eyes off him.
"I'm sorry," he whimpered, repeating it through his tears, unable to stop saying it. "I love you so much Feli."
Gilbert's head jerked as he heard the ambulance siren, pulling away from Romano's side to wave the approaching ambulance to them. He turned back to take the empty bottle of pills from the older Italian, handing it to the first paramedic to get out, "He took these," he said quickly, the man nodded and thanked him as he walked past, pulling the stretcher out.
Ludwig watched wide eyed as the second of the two came to take Feliciano from him, checking his pulse and eyes as Gilbert had done, she began asking him rapid fire questions, he didn't know how to respond, words wouldn't come to him.
Gilbert came to his rescue, answering her questions and telling her that the other man had the bottle with the name of the pills he'd taken on it.
Ludwig watched as they took Feliciano away, he shakily got to his feet, trying to follow after him, he felt a hand press to his chest, "One passenger only," the woman said, "I'm sorry."
"Romano's going with him," Gilbert said from nearby, Ludwig looked round, feeling himself stumble slightly as his eyes set on his brother.
"We're going to follow them to the hospital," Gilbert explained, taking Ludwig's hand and leading him towards their car, Ludwig watching as the ambulance began to drive off.
Gilbert sat Ludwig down in the car, getting into the driver's seat and starting the car.
Ludwig watched the ambulance drive out of view, he grit his teeth, clenching his fists, he felt so helpless, so useless, he couldn't believe himself.
They began to drive after him. "…You were really good," he said weakly to his brother, "I… How did you do that?"
Gilbert smiled, glancing over at him as they drove, "I took a course after Berwald almost cut his arm off, remember?" he shook his head, "I was not good that time, I threw up twice and kept screaming…" he chuckled, "I was dumb."
Ludwig nodded, feeling his panic begin to subside, his breathing begin to calm.
"Thank you," he said slowly, "I… don't know what I would have done."
"Panicking is natural," Gilbert told him, "But you have to keep telling yourself that it's going to be ok, it keeps your head clear."
Ludwig frowned, "…So you don't really know that he's going to be ok?" he whispered.
Gilbert chewed his lip, letting out a soft exhale, "…I'm sure he'll be fine," he said weakly, though Ludwig could tell now that there wasn't much truth in his words.
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AN: I did some research on overdoses however the reaction is slightly different for each drug and I wasn't able to find proper parameters for antidepressants, so I am fully aware that the reaction are not 100% accurate, sorry.
(Also I don't know if I should change the rating for this story to an M because of this chapter..?)