After getting his wounds treated by the nurse, Valentin went home, heart broken as he gathered his things from his locker, hoping to avoid Gilbert who was lost in the crowd of students in the hall. He slammed his locker shut and walked home alone.
When he got home, Valentin cried into his pillow for an hour, took a shower, cried some more and eventually went down stairs. After going down to the laundry room to get Gilbert's clothes, setting them onto the arm chair in the living room, he plopped himself onto the couch and turned on the television. Checking the guide for what was on, he groaned when he realized that what was on was a documentary of Vlad the Impaler on the History Channel. Not caring anymore about anything, he just grabbed a nearby throw pillow and hugged onto it as he watched the special. About twenty minuets in there was a knock on the front door causing the blonde to jump. If there was anything that scared him and made him uneasy, it was anything about Vlad the Impaler, even though he was considered a hero in Valentin's Romania, his deeds terrified the young blonde boy.
Valentin got up from his huddled seat on the couch, tossing the pillow aside, and answered the door. Immediately Valentin wanted to slam the door in the visitor's face, but a hand on the door, and a foot against it, stopped him. "Vali, please let me talk to you." Gilbert pleaded, pushing the door. Valentin gave in with a sigh, "What? What could you possibly want to talk to me about? Your clothes? Is that what you wanted, well here," the blonde turned away for a moment to gather the other's clothes, shoving them into his former boyfriend's arms, ready to slam the door again. Gilbert took the clothes but dropped them to stop the door from closing. "Wait, wait!" he cried, desperate to talk to his love. "What? Gilbert, I'm really in no mood to talk to you. Not only did I get my heart broken, but my face as well, if you haven't noticed. I don't really want any company, especially not from you." Valentin complained, trying once more to close the door, yet failing.
"Who did that to you?" Gilbert asked, suddenly angry that he wasn't around to save his boyfriend. "Alfred, but what do you care?" The German boy's eyes narrowed, brows furrowing. He was going kill that fucking American. "Valentin, what's gotten into you? What's wrong?" Valentin scoffed at the question, "You. You, Gilbert." he sighed and stopped trying to close the door. "I can't believe you, but I feel so stupid for it. I should have known. I can't believe I'm saying this, but Alfred was right." the blonde said, looking away with tears in his eyes. "W-what are you talking about Valentin?" Gilbert stuttered. "Why would you do this to me, Gilbert? I seriously thought you loved me-"
"I do love you!"
"No! No, you just strung me along from the beginning, you were in with Eliza and Alfred the whole time, I know, Alfred told me!" Valentin argued. Gilbert looked at his boyfriend with an incredulous look, "You actually believed that dip-shit? Valentin, come on! Why would I be against you?" Again, Valentin scoffed and rolled his eyes, "Just give it up already. I believe Alfred, because he showed me the pictures! Pictures of you and HER!"
Tears threatened to fall from the blonde's eyes as looks of confusion and then realization flashed onto his once love's face. "Valentin, those weren't-" Gilbert tried to explain, Vali interrupting him with a shake of his head, saying, "I seen them! I seen you kissing her. She said she was your girlfriend. You never really loved me did you? What did I ever do to any of you? Nothing! No, I cant take it here any more."
"Valentin, what are you saying?" Gil asked with sudden-immense worry. "I'm saying that I don't want to be here anymore. I'm going back to Romania. No one wants me here anyways." There was a pain in both of their hearts as the comment hung in the air. "Valentin, no, you cant go! Please, I want you here!" The Romanian scoffed, "Just stop. I know that everything, all those hugs, those kisses, those sweet little nothings, they were all lies. Every time you told me you loved me was a lie. I don't want to see you anymore Gilbert."
Valentin crossed his arms as he said this and, though it pained him to, he stared into the other's red eyes, making his point before turning around and closing the door, going back to his History Channel special. Gilbert could only stand there in shock. Valentin thoroughly believed he didn't love him. Gilbert clenched his fists and pounded on the door. "Valentin! Valentin, please! Open the door, Alfred was lying, Elizaveta was lying!" he begged, still pounding when the door open and faltering. "Would you at least be kind enough to be quiet? My brother is sleeping, and unless you want to deal with the world's biggest bitch, then I suggest you shut up. I told you, I didn't want to see you anymore, go away!" Valentin hissed, glancing towards the stairs to make sure his brother wasn't woken up. "Vali, please don't leave." Gilbert pleaded. Valentin just stared blankly at the boy on his porch and closed the door.
Solemnly, Gilbert made his way home. Going into his room, he reached for the brass cage on the nightstand near his bed where he kept Gilbird, but was met with nothing. His stomach made a sudden jolt of nervousness when he realized his bird and the cage were missing. Rushing back up stairs, Gilbert stopped in the kitchen where his brother and father were busy making a cake. "Where is Gilbird?" he asked gripping both sides of the door frame into the kitchen. His father turned slightly to acknowledge his presence then turned back to the task as hand saying, "I sold him to a pet shop." as if he were saying "The spoons are in the drawer under the sink."
Gilbert's heart dropped. "You what?" The German man at the counter sighed with irritation as he repeated himself. "I sold him to a pet shop."
"Why the hell would you do that?" Gilbert screamed, his father replying in the same calm manner, "It's your punishment for your outburst and lies." The boy gaped in incredulous confusion. "Punishment? I would have rather you beat me than sell my bird!" Angry, Gilbert went back downstairs. He was alone now. His boyfriend broke up with him and now his bird was gone. He flopped onto his bed and covered his face with his hands. "I hate my life." he mumbled
Back at Valentin's house, the blonde boy continued to watch the history special as if it were a terrifying horror movie. "How many times do I have to tell you not to watch this stuff?" Aleks asked standing behind his brother and looking at the screen. Valentin jumped and turned round, hitting his brother with the pillow he was clinging onto. "Watch it!" he said before turning off the T.V. and standing up from the couch. Aleks laughed, walking into the kitchen to make himself "breakfast", Valentin following. "Aleks, I want to go home." The older brother sighed, reaching up into a cabinet and taking out of cereal. "Not this again. What happened this time?" he turned around gasping when he saw the bruises on his little brother's face. "What happened you?" Valentin sighed and looked away, gripping the back of a chair.
"I got beat up." Aleks scoffed and leaned on the counter, "Yeah, I see that. Valentin," he began. "Aleks, it's done. No one wants me here." The older brother rolled his eyes and went back to his cereal, eating bits straight from the box. "Don't be so over reactive." he said, shaking the box, looking for the tiny marshmallows. "I'm not. I was told that, and by the way everyone is treating me, I think it's obviously true. That, and…Gilbert doesn't love me."
"Vali, you can just want to go back to Romania just because your boyfriend broke up with you. That's what and overly emotional girl would do. You're just upset, after you cool down for a while, you'll be fine. Every time you get upset, you want to go home. You remember that time we were at that train station in Bucharest and some little kid ran by and scuffed your shoe, and you got upset and wanted to go home, so Tati went and got us ice cream, and you forgot all about it and were fine? If you just cool down, you'll be fine. There's ice cream in the freezer I think." he said, pointing to the fridge and turning around to find a bowl.
Valentin smiled at the thought. Maybe his brother was right, he just needed to cool down for a while. And some ice cream wouldn't hurt. He nodded, "Okay. Maybe you're right." He went to the freezer to get the ice cream, popping it in the microwave for a few seconds to soften it up before finding himself a spoon and digging into it. "You know it, baby." Aleks mused with a smirk.
Gilbert didn't expect to see Valentin at school the next day, going up to him the moment he saw him. "I didn't think you would be at school today." he said. Valentin stood up from the water fountain he stooped at, wiping a drop of water from the corner of his mouth with a thumb. "I told you I didn't want to see you again, what do you want?" Gilbert nodded in shame, "I know. Vali, I will do anything to make you believe me. I love you, I really honestly, truly do. Please just hear me out." he pleaded. Valentin exhaled and thought, looking at his watch. "You have two minuets. Go." The German relaxed in relief, then tensed when he realized he had a time limit. "Okay, I didn't voluntarily kiss Eliza, she kissed me, I didn't even want to talk to her, those picture Alfred showed you, yes they were real, but that's because Eliza and I used to go out, those pictures did happen, but then she turned into the world's biggest bitch! So I broke up with her, last year, she's still had the hots for me," Gilbert said as fast he could, quickly running out of breath. Valentin looked at him indifferently, glancing back down at his watch. "45 seconds." he said flatly. Gilbert took a deep breath and continued, "And seeing you and me together, she got jealous, and she already hates you, so she really wanted to make you hurt, it was Alfred's idea for her to do that and tell you she's was my girlfriend. He wanted to get revenge for making Arthur hate him and so was the beating. I love you Valentin, I would never do anything to hurt you, please believe me, you're all I have left." he begged, out of breath and clasping his hands in a pleading gesture.
Again, Valentin thought. "All you have left?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. Gilbert nodded, "Ja. My dad sold Gilbird while I was at your house yesterday." Valentin looked away, biting his lip. He felt sorry for Gilbert, but still wasn't sure he could trust him. The look in the German boy's eyes told him how sincere he was. Then an idea popped into his head. "Meet me at Valley Park tomorrow at 6:00. Can you do that?" Gilbert nodded, a confused expression displayed on his face, "Ja, but why?"
"I'll see you then." the blonde said, turning and heading to his next class, leaving his possible boyfriend in the hall way, stumped.
Author's Note: Okey, well I hoped you liked this chapter, took me a while to figure out how to get it down. It went a little different than I originally intended, but that's aight. So, hoped you liked it, review!
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