Elizaveta's Point Of View
He's staring at me. Maybe I shouldn't have said that. I just was trying to fill up the awkwardness but I may have made it worse. Crap. Now what am I going to do. With this fever, who knows what else I'll say. Why is he still starring at me?
"Will you stop that, please?"
"Stop vhat?"
"Starring at me."
"Ja, sure."
Gilbert's Point Of View
I was staring at her. This is so not awesome it's awkward. Maybe I should just leave. It will be better she doesn't want me around. I have to remember she loves him. I'm completely out of the picture. I'm going to leave.
Elizaveta's Point Of View
He's leaving. Think Elizaveta. You need to fix this, not the awkwardness your friendship. What if he doesn't want to be friends anymore. What if that's why he stopped coming over. Should I ask? Before thinking it through I grab his wrist.
"Wait, stay please." I say this as I look up at him.
He is still looking at the stairs. I let go of his wrist not that it mattered if I did or not. I'm to weak to do anything.
"Vhy were you crying?"
"Huh?"
"Vhy were you crying?"
"Oh, I was just having a bad dream that's all" 'More like a bad memory.'
"I see, do you vant to talk about it?"
"Eh, umm sure."
I watch as he moves the chair closer. Wait what's that creaking noise? BAAAAMMMM! The chair broke. I guess it's a good thing he wasn't sitting in it though that would have been way funnier. I can't help but giggle at this.
Gilbert's Point Of View
I hear the creak as the broken chair is move. Then it breaks. I glad I wasn't sitting it. That would of been very unawesome. Wait is she giggling? I bet she wished I had been sitting in it. West is going to be a little mad, but it is an old chair. I guess this means I will have to sit on the floor, joy.
"You can sit up here if you want to. I don't think i'm sick, sick..."
She trails off as I sit beside her on the bed. Vhy is she giving me that look?
"As you were saying?"
"Well I was crying because of the dream I was having."
"And that vas?"
"It was my torture."
"Eliza, vhat did they do to you?"
"I guess to tell you what they did I will need to start at the beginning. It's a long story."
"I've got time."
Elizaveta's Point Of View
"It started a few weeks ago. Roderich was acting weirder the usual. He kept watching and following me around the house. He wasn't giving me his glare or having his henchmen watch me. Plus we I made mistakes I didn't get punished..."
"Vait you got punish, as in he hit you?"
"Can I finish then you ask questions?"
"Fine."
"by his henchmen. They didn't really do anything in the punishment besides slap me or throw me to the floor, but I always got back up. I didn't let them have power over me while I was there. Besides as time went on I got use to it especially after two years. One evening when Roderich was playing the piano the phone rang. I answered it of course, it was his parents. When they found out who I was, they began talking about some kind of plans. I finally got them to calm down and tell me what they were talking about. They told me, it was plans for our wedding. I was shocked at about this. I mean we haven't dates much less he hadn't proposed and if he did I wouldn't say yes. I told them I had to go. When I hung up I went to talk to him. He told me about the plans. He told me he was doing it for land and money that was all. When he finished I stood and went to my room. It made sense now everything did. Why he kept me there away from my friends and family. I was now angry at this. I got my suit case and through my little amount of clothes in there. Grab my few pictures and books. Then got my money. I quickly changed out of my long maid dress and put on a pair of pants, and combat boots on. I went to my window and was greatful about the vines that grew on the wall."
"I remember that vine. Kesesese! Good times."
"If I wasn't sick I would so hit you with my frying pan."
"I vas just kidding, Eliza."
"Sure you were Gil-Gil. May I continue?"
"Ja."
"I threw my suitcase down then followed climbing down. I heard knocking coming from my room. He was asking me to come out so we could talk. I quickly grabbed my suitcase and ran. I Finally reached the garage and grabbed the first motorcycle I see and rode away. I had been going at a slow pace when I heard it. The thundering of other motors and shouts as they got closer. I quickly speed off onto another path. I was able to out run them or so I thought. As I reared a curve in the road, there they were waiting for me. I sped up going as fast as I could but it was no good there was to many. They caught me and pulled me off as my as my bike continued running through them taking down some as it sped by. They brought me to the camp they had set up. As we neared they throw me to the ground. Then they showed. Four guys dressed in black. They looked turkish or from the netherlands. They took me in the tent and pulled out these bat like objects. The one closest to me took the first swig, knocking me to the ground. I got up and tried to fight back. I did get two good punches to the guy next to me when they all swung. I tried to get up but one of them stepped on my ankle then I heard the cracking noise as he stompped on it. Bitting through the pain I got up to fight again when they pulled my hair and handcuffed my to the pole. They came back the next day and repeated the same thing. Hitting me over and over. They did this for the next five days for hours."
I didn't realize I was crying till I felt myself being pulled into a tight hug.
"You don't have to finish, actually the awesome me commands you not to finish."
"Gil as much as I don't want to I have to."
He wipes away my tears with his thumb while giving me a look. He finally lets out a deep sigh as he pulls me closer to him until I am sitting in his lap. He gently pulls my head to his chest and slowly rocks me back and forth.
"Fine. Just don't push yourself to much ok."
I nod into his chest. I can't believe he is doing this, it's probably because I'm sick and hurt and he's taking pity on me. It still feels nice though. I just hope I'm not blushing.
"FInally as the fifth day was coming to an end, they left. I tried once again to get my wrist free. Almost. Finally I was able to pull it through then the other. Next was the rope, it wouldn't come was eight ropes tied together in probably a thousand knots. I only got half of them undone when I could finally slip them off. I peeked out of the tent to find everyone asleep even the guard. I quietly snuck past them until I got to the woods then I took off. I ran as fast as I could fighting off the pain. I got maybe two miles at the most when I heard the shouts. Then the thudering footsteps of boots. I hid in the trees as men ran by me. I waited till the left the area then moved. I was able to walk down another path when I felt something against my back. I turned to find them behind me all four of them were there still dressed in black. They all had swords. I looked at all four of them before I tackled one of them. I managed to the sword out of his hands. We started fighting them I was barley able to hold them off. The one I had took down got up and pulled out another sword. He took a swipe at me and got my stomach. I couldn't hold them all off. I was losing and they knew it. With a clang my sword was gone. I feel to my knees. I no longer had the strenght to stand up. I waited to see what them would do. One of them walked forward grab my hair and forced me up. Then with a slap I was on the ground again, but this time I rolled myself over the hill. I felt my body slip and slide as I went down. I heard them shout as they went down after me. When i reached the bottom, I ran for it. I ran and ran. I ran till I fell down another hill and stopped by hitting a tree, with my head. I got up and started slowly walking till I fell against a tree near some bushes. Next thing I know your standing over me laughing."
I feel as he stiffens at this. I look up and see he his pale, well paler then his normal albino skin.
"Gil, are you ok?"
"Eliza... I- I'm so... so sor-... sorry."
I feel him shaking a little and feel something hit the top of my head. Looking up again I see him crying. Wait he's crying. Gilbert never cries.
"Gil?"
I move until I'm facing him. I take my hand push his hair back. I use my thumb to wipe away some of his tears and pull him to my chest. I can still feel him shaking. I slowly rub his back in small circles as he repeatedly apologizes.
"Gil, why are you sorry?"
"Because, I- I bro-.. broke m- my pro... prom-... promise t- to you."
Then it hits me. The promise he made in the field when we were kids; the day he gave me the flower. I planted a whole bunch and had a clip made for it. I thought he had forgotten about it. I pull him closer.
"Gil, you didn't break it. How could you? You didn't even know. It's ok besides you did help, well save me. You kept your promise."
"I guess vhen you put it that vay, but i'm still not awesome, vell not as awesome for crying in front of you."
"You're kidding right? Gil, I think that makes you more awesome."
Gilbert's Point Of View
She called me awesome. Vell she said more awesome. Win, wait she probably is just saying this because of her fever. I bet the moment the her fever is gone. She will act like this never happened. It won't hurt to enjoy this just a little though. I'm such a bad person.
"Hey Eliza, are you hungry?"
"Is that supose to be a joke?"
"Maybe, when was the last time you ate?"
"Hmm, about a week ago."
"A WEEK AGO!? You're coming with me!"
I jump off the bed, turn around, and throw her over my shoulder.
"Gil, put me down!"
"No."
"PUT ME DOWN NOW!"
I think a second then shift her to bridal style.
"Better?"
"You're enjoying this aren't you?"
"Maybe..." I can't keep the small smile off my face as I race upstairs with her.
Elizaveta's Point Of View
I feel my face turn bright red as he throws me over his shoulder. I forgot how tall he was and strong. He is buffer then he use to be. What am I thinking! Ok you have to remember he doesn't love you. I need him to put me down. I think my yelling worked. Oh he is enjoying this. Sigh but it is nice being pampered. Something smells good. Maybe it won't hurt to eat a little bit of something.
"Gil, what is that?"
"Oh, I made something like spaghetti. I hope it hasn't been messed with."
"What do you mean?" I look at him as he places me into a chair.
"Vell, if West touched it, it's going to have a lot of wrust in it, and if Feli touched it, it's going to be super seasoned."
"Oh, I see. I'm sure it's fine either way."
I watch as he works his way around the kitchen. Adding spices and such before getting plates and forks. Hmmm, maybe Feli has rubbed off a little on him. I just hope I don't see a curl.
"Vhat do you vant to drink?"
"Ummm, how about water?"
"Ok."
I couldn't help but feel a little useless as he did everything while I sat there.
"Vhat's vrong?"
"Hmm?"
"You look down,"
"Sorry. I just feel a little useless since I can't do anything, that's all"
"Eliza, you're not useless, you're hurt. You need to heal, Ok?"
He says this as he sits our plates down. They look like mountains! There's no way I can eat all of this. Of course, he is already digging in. At least some things never change. I better start eating. Wow this tastes good.
"This is good, Gil. Did you cook it by yourself, or was it tampered with?"
"It was all me."
I look up to see he has a small smile on his face.
Gilbert's Point Of View
She likes my cooking. Yes! She looks like a chipmunk. It's kind of cute. She just got sauce on her. She still doesn't eat ladylike, I see.
Elizaveta's Point Of View
He's starring at me again. He saw me slurp my noodles. Don't turn red, don't turn red.
"Eliza, is your fever getting higher?"
"I don't think so. Why do you ask?"
"Your face is red."
CRAP!
Gilbert's Point Of View
Her face just turn redder. Hmmm is it possible that she is blushing?
"Hey Gil, do you wanna watch some movies?"
"Sure, vhy not. I'll make the popcorn."
"How can you still be hungry?"
"Easy, I'm -..."
"Awesome like that I know."
She's giggling hmmm.
After the popcorn was made, the tv move, movies picked, and extra blankets we were ready. I put the first one in and hit the lights. When the lights started to flicker. Hmm. I paused the movie and heard it. It was raining. It probably will pass over. As we started the movie I heard it BOOOM, thuder. Then flash! I better find the flashlights. I'm about to get up when I hear a whimper.
"Eliza?"
"Y- yea.. yeah?"
"Are you ok?"
"Of c-... course."
"Then why are you stuttering?"
"Ummm, no reason and I'm not stuttering see."
Elizaveta's Point Of View
BOOOOOOOMMM! "Ahhh!"
Why did it have to be a thuderstorm? I can't let no one find out. Ok I'll just go to the bathroom that way no one will see me freak out. Just keep calm until then and don't stutter.
"Eliza, are you sure your ok?"
"Yes, why do ask?"
"Vell one you screamed when it thudered, and two your hiding under the blankets."
"I'm not hiding under the blankets, i'm just cold, and two I was just started that's all."
"Are you still afraid thuderstorms?"
"No of cour-...
BOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!
I couldn't help it I screamed. I went backunder the covers. I heard someone chuckling and realized it was Gilbert.
"Are you really laughung at me?" I didn't mean for my voice to sound so small.
Gilbert's Point Of View
"I'm not laughing at you. I was chuckling about when we were kids and you did this. Only difference is we don't have a fort. I slowly move towards her and pick her up on to my lap with her head on my chest. I then lean over to her ear before talking.
"Eliza, I never told you... "
BOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!
Elizaveta's Point Of View
As soon as I heard the crack of thuder I bury my head into his shoulder. I can feel myself tremble as the storm goes on. I'm so weak for this for being scared of them, but I do have my reasons. I then feel as he pulls me into a tight hug.
"It's ok Eliza, remember that they are over. The wars are over and your not alone. You got the awesome me."
"Gil, I know they are over and that I'm not alone, but everytime I hear thuder or see lighting the memories come flooding back. Of those horrible times back then thanks to the wars."
BOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!
Gilbert's Point Of View
I feel as she shudders again as the thuder booms and lighting flashes. I get an awesome idea even though it is childish.
"Eliza do me a favor and close you eyes. Don't open till I say ok."
"Ok?"
I dash upstairs and grab some spare blankets when I'm tackled to the ground.
"Ve~ Gilbert! Have you sent West? I can't find him." He says this with a pout like face.
"Have you checked his bedroom?"
"Yes!"
"The kitchen, or the porch, or the livingroom?"
"Yes, yes, and yes..."
"Have you checked his office?"
"Ye-... No. I'm not aloud in there."
"I see, since West is advoiding you, you can help me."
"Really! Wait are you doing."
"Building a fort..." It sounds so childish.
"Wait! Your building a fort, but it's raining and it's scary and I don't want to get wet!"
"I'm building it inside, now are you going to help?"
"Si!"
So we grab a few more blankets on our way back down. As soon as we get there we get to work, all while Eliza keeps her eyes closed. She does keep asking what we are doing and I keep saying just wait and see. We finally finish after what seemed like an hour.
"Ok Eliza, this is a little childish but keep an open mind. Now open your eyes and see the awesomeness."
Elizaveta's Point Of View
I open my eyes to see that Gilbert's old room is now covered in blankets. I can't even see the tv with the flashlight. I look and see Feli adding a white flag to the top of it.
"Gil, is this a fort?"
"Yes, isn't it awesome."
I just give him a smile. I stand up and manage to make it to the enterance. I then step inside. I see Feli sitting on a mound of pillows with flashlights. I see the tv is in the back and the popcorn is in front of it. I sit on a pillow just as Gil crawls inside. I can't help but keep smiling thinking he did this like when we were kids.
Gilbert's Point Of View
She's smiling sucess. Now just got to keep her from thinking of the storm.
BOOOOMMMMM!
I watch as she and Feli jump at the sound of thuder. I got it!
"Hey let's tell stories, but we need to make sure they are awesome stories not lame."
"Ve~ me first! Me first! If that's ok Miss Elizaveta?"
"Go right ahead Feli."
"Ok! It all started long ago in the land of pasta..."
After about two hours of hearing his story I started to get bored. I look and see Eliza is listening to his every word. I watch as she slowly lays down next to me, since we were sitting close together in the fort. Then she does something that surprises me. She lays her head on my leg.
"You don't mind do you, Gil, if I lay here. My head keeps sinking into the pillows."
"It's ok, I don't mind"
"Ok" She flashes a smile as she says that.
I'm glad she is smiling again I hated seeing her sad. My thoughts stop when I hear boots on the stairs. That must be West.
"Are you all ok"
"Ja bruder, just telling stories. Care to join?"
"I can't to much paperwork."
"I see, vell that's to bad, bruder."
I hear as he goes back upstairs. He really needs to take a day off. I look back to Feli and see he is still telling his story, it sure is long. After another hour he reaches the end.
"Then the pasta queen and the artist king lived happliy forever after. The end." He says this with a yawn.
"Feli vhy don't you go get in bed."
Elizaveta's Point Of View
I hide my own yawn after seeing him yawn. I hear Gli tell him to go get in bed when I sit up.
"Feli, if you want I can tuck you in like old times."
"You don't have to Miss Elizaveta. Your hurt and I don't want to cause you any problems since your a guest and well hurt..."
"It's ok Feli, it won't hurt. I will just be a little slower.
I watch as he crawls out of the fort taking some pillows with him.
"Hey Eliza vhy don't you go ahead vhy me and Feli clean up."
"Are you sure."
"Ja."
I walk up stairs slowly then down the hall. I go to the kitchen for a glass of water as I wait for Feli. The water feels good on my throat mainly since it's hot due to my fever. I hear him as he comes upstairs.
"Miss Elizaveta?"
"I'm coming, Feli."
We walk down the hall together then into his room. It's neater then what I use to. West must have rubbed off on him, or he is cleaning up after him. I tuck him in and tell him goodnight, that I would see him in the morning. I then leave the door open a little as I leave. I stop by West's office and see the door slightly open. I knock quietly on the door.
"Ja?" He says this as he turns.
"Oh Eliza, how are you?"
"I'm fine."
"Do you need something?"
"I don't mean to bother you, but do you have any pain killers?"
"Does it hurt to bad?"
"No, just a little."
"Ok, here take these." He hands me a bottle off the shelf.
"Thank you West."
Without really thinking I walk over a give him a hug as I tell him goodnight. I turn to leave but before I do I tell him, "Don't work to hard ok."
"Ok."
I then walk back to the kitchen and take the medicine. Then I walk back downstairs and see all of the blankets and pillows gone. I walk towards the bed and see Gil laying there with an arm over his eyes. Is he asleep? I don't want to wake him up. I turn to leave when I feel him grab my hand, gently.
"Here, I was just laying down for a moment."
"Hey Gil, if you don't mind of course, could you sleep down here with me?"
I know my face is red. Thank goodness the power is off.
"Sure."
Gilbert's Point Of View
I crawl back on to the bed and lay as close to the wall as I can get. I feel the bed move a little as she lays down then she surprises me again.
"Gil, do you mind if we lay kind of close?"
What did she mean? I felt as she slowly pulls me toward her then put her head on my chest as she throws a blanket over us.
"Night Gil. Thank you for everything."
"No problem, Eliza."
Next thing I know she is asleep. I lean over a little and take the clip out of her hair and put it on the headboard. I move the hair out of her face then smile. She looks so peaceful. I then make a bold decision. I lean closer to her and go to give her a kiss on her cheek when she moves. Uh oh. I shouldn't have done that. I know my face is red now.
Elizaveta's Point Of View
I shouldn't have moved, but I'm a little glad I did. I move closer to him and snuggle into his chest.
I then whisper one more time,"Night Gil."