A/N: Sorry again my lieblings. I have been so busy with marching band and the first month and a half of school that I just have not had the time at ALL to type this. I hope that you'll forgive me for this but I'm just so busy,. Anyway my friend Colby and I decided to meet in the library and skip out on our study hall and lunch. So I'm taking this time to type. Anyway I will stop babbling and let you guys get on to reading the chapter.

Here you go Chapter 15 Enjoy.

Chapter XV

~Time Skip~

~2 Weeks Later~

Matthew's POV

The bell rings, signaling the end of class. I stand and start to pack up my French notebooks.

"Hey, you go ahead of me, Birdie. I need to talk to the teacher about something. Just wait for me by my car, okay?" Gilbert says to me.

"Alright Gil-Bear," I reply, using my favorite pet name for him, going up onto my tip toes to place a quick kiss onto his cheek. I smile and leave the classroom, stopping by my locker to switch out my notebooks and go to wait by Gil's car. I put my ear buds in and play some music, getting out a reading assignment for class to pass the time while I wait for Gil to be done with whatever he's talking to the teacher about.

After about fifteen minutes, pretty much everyone except those staying for an after-school sport or club have already left and gone home. This leaves the parking lot pretty much empty, with the exception of the occasional car. I feel a hand tap my shoulder and take out my ear buds, looking up from my reading, expecting to see Gilbert.

My body goes completely rigid, my blood freezing as my eyes don't meet the rich crimson ones of my boyfriend. Instead, they fall upon the deep brown and cool purple of my cousin and my tormentor. My heart races in fear, yet no matter how much my mind is screaming at me to run, to get as far away as possible, to get far away from these men, my body is riveted in place, unable to move a single inch. I'm frozen in place like a deer in the headlights.

Carlos chuckles darkly and reaches a hand out to stroke my cheek. I flinch away from his touch, making him laugh more. Ivan chuckles as well, his terrifying, child-like smile stretched across his face like always, though at this moment it seems more frightening than ever before.

"Hello, my little slut," Carlos says with a devious grin. "I hope you enjoyed the two weeks I gave you to spend with your little boyfriend."

"дa, it seems to me that little Matvey has been having lots of fun with Gilbert," Ivan says, his seemingly innocent voice sending chills running racing down my spine.

"Yes, but why should Gilbert be the only one to have fun with our little whore?" Carlos replies, trying to sound innocent.

My heart speeds up even more, and my mind races as I imagine all of the horrors that they could have planned for me. My fear must be obvious on my face, because Carlos and Ivan share a devious, knowing smile, snickering a bit. Carlos places his hand on the side of my neck and gives me a face reassuring smile, yet it does nothing to hide the evil intent beneath. It only serves to frighten me further.

"Fear not, my little bitch. We will not be having our fun just yet," he tells me.

"Tonight at 11:00pm, you are going to be at the park two blocks away from your precious Gilbert's house. We will be there, so don't keep us waiting for long. Oh and if you breath a word of this to anyone, let's just say Gilbert will be getting a not so pleasant surprise visit. Understand?"

I nod my head vigorously, making Carlos smile. He removes his hand from my neck and pats my cheek with it.

"Good boy. Don't you forget to come tonight, and no telling or you'll ruin all the fun," Ivan says cheerily.

A shiver runs up my back at him sounding so happy, as if we're planning a surprise party. They turn and start walking away. They're gone in mere minutes.

When I'm once again alone in the parking lot, I finally break. My knees give out and I slide to the ground, leaning heavily on Gilbert's car.

Oh, God, what am I going to do? I can't tell anyone, and I have to show up or they're gonna hurt Gil. Gil's the first good thing to come into my life since before my Dad died. I can't let him get hurt. My whole body is shaking as my mind desperately tries to find a way out.

After about five minute, I pull myself together enough to stand. I don't want for Gilbert to get suspicious. He can't know what's going on. Carlos said something would happen to Gil, and I can't risk it. I stand and collect myself just in time as Gil comes out to the parking lot.

He smiles and runs up to me. I do my best to smile back at him as he gives me a hug. My smile must not be very convincing, because Gil frowns.

"Hey, Birdie, is everything alright? You look like you've seen a ghost,"he says, concerned. (Beta Note: Marius, you're late! What's wrong today? You look as if you've seen a ghost! Some wine and say what's going ooooon...)

I quickly nod my head and say, "O-oui, I just got spooked by a bird is all. It startled me."

He looks unconvinced, so I continue. "I was reading, and it was really quiet. It flew down and cawed really loudly, so it really startled me."

He still looks a little skeptical, but shrugs and tells me, "If you say so, Birdie. I'll trust you. So you wanna stay over at my place tonight?"

I almost say yes, but I remember that I have to meet Carlos and Ivan at 11:00pm. There's no way I'll be able to sneak out if I'm at Gilbert's house.

"Sorry, but I can't stay over tonight. Francis and Arthur wanted me home,"I lie. It kills me to lie to Gil, but he can't know about Carlos and Ivan's threat.

He looks sad, but quickly bounces back and says, "That's alright Birdie. Do you at least wanna come over for dinner, or do you just want me to drop you off at your place?"

"We can go somewhere for a bit. I just need to be home around seven," I reply. I want to spend some quality time with Gil before whatever Carlos and Ivan have planned for me.

"Alright, let's go then, Birdie," he says cheerfully, and we hop into his car.

We end up spending the afternoon at the arcade with me kicking Gil's butt at Street fighter and Dance Dance Revolution. I hold a lot of high scores at the arcade; I'm surprisingly good at video games from being forced to play them with Alfred for hours on end. When the arcade closes, we leave. We get back into his car and he starts driving me home, as it's now around 6:45. By now, I'm much more relaxed, having almost forgotten about Ivan and Carlos… almost.

We talk about different things on the way home. I ask Gil if he's been able to think of anything for the art show. Since he's in a music class, he has to write a song. He says that he's written a couple of little things, but so far he doesn't have anything that he deems good enough to make into a full song for the show. I tell him that whatever he comes up with is sure to be awesome, because of course he is the one who is writing it.

With our talking, we arrive at my home before we know it. I get out of the car and lean through Gil's window to give him a goodnight kiss.

"Bye, Gil. Thank you so much for the awesome day!" I say, beaming at him.

"It's nothing Birdie, I love doing stuff with you. Have a good night okay, and don't forget that I love you," He replies with a loving smile.

My smile softens. Ever since we officially started dating, the day after Gilbert discovered my cutting and I spilled my heart out to him, he's told me he loves me every single day. I think that it's so I won't ever forget and have the urge to cut again. He also checks every day for new cuts. So far, I haven't cut once since then. Twice I almost did, but I called Gil whenever I got the urge and he would rush to meet up with me. He even snuck out of his house at one am and met with me at the edge of the woods by my house just to be there for me. He stayed with me the rest of the night, holding me, giving me gentle kisses, and whispering loving words to me in a mix of English, German, and French as I cried to him. He's the greatest boyfriend anyone would ever ask for and more.

"I won't forget," I promise him. I suddenly get the urge to tell him how much he means to me. I have a feeling that if I don't before tonight, then I'm going to regret not saying it.

"Hey Gil, thank you for being so good to me. I mean you're always there for me, no matter what and you always make me feel so loved. I just want you to know that I'm really great full for that," I tell him.

He gives me and odd look, "What brought this on, liebe? Is something wrong?"

I shake my head quickly, "No, I just wanted to make sure that you knew."

"Okay," he replies, looking a little skeptical, before shaking it off and smiling. "Have a good night, Birdie, with sweet dreams full of my awesomeness."

I chuckle and give him another kiss, this one deeper, and as full as I can possibly make it. I pull back and head to my house, waving goodbye to him as he leaves.

My smile drops as soon as he's out of sight I recall my appointment to meet Carlos and Ivan at the park in 3 hours. My heart tightens in fear of whatever horrors they have planned for me.

A/N: Well what do you guys think? I've brought back everyone's favorite evil jerkwad of a cousin. Please don't kill me. I promise I don't like being evil to Mattie, and I assure you have wanted to cry while writing some of my chapters, especially the next one. I hope that you guys will all stick with this until the end. I promise I'm gonna start trying to get the chapters out quicker but it's gonna be tough with literally 6/7 days of the week taking up with either school or marching band. But don't' worry, I will NOT be going on hiatus. It just might take a while to get out chapters. But I'm going to do my absolute best for you guys. SO don't give up on me and cheer me on.

As always here is a word from my amazing and wonderful Beta, Sakura414:

I'm just as sad as you are, faithful readers, but rest assured that Wolf-chan will not give us anything short of a happy ending! Also, as stated below, it is selective mutism awareness month. If you want to know what it's like to live with SM, go check out my story, and if you enjoy quality writing, just look the disorder up on Wikipedia. :) On behalf of myself and Wolfen Artist of Hetalia, thank you for reading!

OH and Sakura414 finished a Kurashitsuji fanfiction not to long ago. It's titled Selective and is to help raise awareness for Selective Mutism. Speaking of which this month happens to be Selective Mutism Awareness month so to show your support go read her story. It's really awesome and definitely deserves more readers. Go check it out it's awesome. (Beta Note: I think your inner Prussia is showing. :3)

Translations:

German:

Liebe-love

French:

Oui-yes

Russian:

Дa-Yes

Until Next time mein lieblings.

Wolf-chan out