Chapter 3
Warnings: Swearing, Suggested Yaoi
Rating: M
This chapter will be called Magic and Frenchmen! the last two chapters were supposed to have names: Chapter 1 The Accident, chapter 2: Prison
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Matthew wasnt sure why he followed the albino and Spaniard to their meeting with a boy named Arthur. He wanted to apologize again, but also there was something that told him to follow them. When the two stopped, Matthew stopped and only then realized they were in a graveyard. He frowned. He could see the school in the distance and he frowned at his aching feet. Damn it...he had been to caught up in thinking about how to apologize he didnt notice how far they had walked.
A man with messy blond hair and large eyebrows stepped from the shadows and greeted the other two. Gil hissed. "Are you sure this will work Arthur?" He frowned and looked at the gravestone. He kneeled down next to it and ran a pale hand over the letters. Matthew strained his eyes and he saw the name on it. Francis Bonnefoy... Matthew gasped.
Gil leaned forward and Arthur and Antonia just watched and sighed. Gil gently kissed the head stone. "Soon...my love..." He whispered and Matthew gasped. Was Gil in love with Francis? That would explain his reaction..."Soon we will be able to touch again..." Gilbert smiled gently.
"Now...his spirit will come back..but you need to know that he will chose the body he wants to take over..." Arthur explained before taking out a large book that had some strange writing on it. Gil nodded. "Of course he would chose the awsome me!" Gil hissed. Arthur sighed and started reading. Matthew leaned forward to hear it but he stopped seeing somone apearing out of thin air.
The man turned around and saw the hiding Canadian and smiled. Matthew let his jaw drop. The man had long blond hair and blue eyes that Matthew had seen before...before killing the man. "No..." Matthew whispered as the man started walking towards him. "No...get away..." Matthew begged before screaming as the mans spirit plunged into his body.
The three men by the grave whipped around to see Matthew on the ground screaming in pain. "No! Get out! It hurts!" He cried not caring if anyone heard him. "Non." A voice came in his head. "Bonjour..hmmm...your Matthew...I am Francis..." The voice said in a thick french accent. Matthew screamed at him as Gilbert, Antonio and Arthur ran to him. "Hmmm...I am goign to take over real quick." Before Matthew could protest he felt his soul being pushed into his mind. "What are you doing?" He asked.
"Oh...my head..." A french accent came from Matthews mouth and Gil's eyes went wide. "Francis?" He whispered and the boy nodded at him before smiling. "Oui...mon cher." Gil gasped as he was kissed but relaxed into it. Matthew was screaming in his head but couldnt do anything about it. "No! No! No! Stop!" He screamed but Francis ignored him and smiled after parting from the kiss.
"Why would you take over his body? He murdered you!" Gilbert cried angerly. Francis mearly smiled and he swooped in for another kiss but Matthew gained control of his body and screamed. "Leave me alone! I didnt murder anyone!" Matthew cried and ran as fast as he could from the others.
"Oh...but you did kill me..." Francis whispered. "Why didnt you take over his body?" Matthew cried but Francis was silent all the way till Matthews apartment. Matthew locked the door and screamed as he felt an icy finger touch his brain it almost seemed. "Hmmm...Matthew Williams age 21...brother Alfred Jones age 23...father dead...mother dead...two years in juvinille hall...three years in state prison...this number...598...what does that number mean?" Francis said looking through Matthews brain. "No...dont look..." Matthew cried. "598 times...raped..." Francis stopped looking through the brain of Matthew and Matthew broke down and cried.
"...Why?" Francis asked but Matthew ignored him. "Just shut up! Its all your fault! Its not my fault!" Matthew screamed and covered his ears. Francis shut up for the rest of the night, and Matthew cried for the longest time repeating it wasnt his fault. Francis sat in Matthews body and thought for a long time. Did him dying cause the poor innocent boy to go through that so many times? Francis sighed and let Matthew sleep in peace.
Matthew woke up the next day to see the sunlight filtering through his window. Odd...he didnt remember opening them...he could see somthing going through his mind and he frowned. They werent his thoughts or memories...he saw pictures of paris...Matthew realized that Francis's soul was sleeping and was dreaming about his home.
Matthew closed his eyes and decided he would get payback. He felt his soul searching through Francis's memories and he frowned. Francis Bonnefoy...he was born in Paris...he was 21 when he was killed...Matthew frowned at that but kept going...before he died he had a boyfriend...Gilbert Beilschmidt...an image of the albino male popped up, but he was younger and seemed so much happier. Matthew felt a pang of sadness finally understanding why Gil was so angry with Matthew.
Matthew decided to get up and start the day.
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