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The rain pelted your freezing body. It felt like at any minute you could just freeze up and die. Unfortunately you knew that wouldn't happen. You continued to march through the rain, forcing yourself to get to your dots on time. The whole band shivered and pleaded to Mr. Carpenthor [1] ( your band teacher) to go inside. Yet, he ignored everyone and made you work to the limit.

'It could be worse, for all we know tomorrow it may snow.' You thought to yourself.

Gilbert, a tall albino, marched behind you. You could hear his teeth chatter and his extreme use of German cussing. You felt bad for Gilbert, he looked completely unprepared for the rain. Actually most of the band looked unprepared for the rain, even you. You looked at your water proof watch and it read 6:25 p.m. Gilbert tapped you shoulder and looked at your watch. He smiled down at you and then Mr. Carpenthor called the band in for a huddle. Everyone hugged close to each other, trying to get warmth from one another.

"Great job today, Band! Even though it has rained and its really cold, everyone worked really hard. I'm really proud! Now everyone go home and take hot showers, we don't need anyone sick." Mr. Carpenter released everyone to go inside.

The whole band ran inside to the warmth of the school. You headed straight to the girl's bathroom to dry your ______ hair underneath the hand dryer. Once your beautiful ______  hair was dry; you headed to change into a dry pair of navy blue jeans and ______ colored shirt. Secretly, you were dressing to look nice for Gilbert, but you actually had a boyfriend. Your boyfriend was a total ass. He pressed you to have sex with him, yet you always said no.

As you walked out of the bathroom, you bumped into a shirtless Gilbert. You looked at him with wide ______ eyes. His skin was paler than you had originally thought but he was handsome in every way. He looked at you with a faint blush. You moved pass him without saying a word, but he grabbed your wrist to stop you. He pulled your body close to his so that you both are touching.

"________, I love you.", Gilbert whispered those sacred words in your ear. It ring throughout your mind and body. Every fiber of your being yearned for his every touch. You looked into his ruby red eyes and whispered back, "I love you more."

His gave you his signature smirk and hugged you. Neither of you had notice that a crowd had begin to gather around you guys. Once the hug was over, the rest of the band all 'awwwwww'. Both of you turned beet red and looked at the ground from embarrassment.

After that you ran out to your car to find your boyfriend, Francis, angrily glaring at you.  You brushed pass him and got in your  _________ mustang.  He climbed in the passenger seat and crossed his arms. You threw the car in reverse and sped away from the large prison-like school. You drove expertly through the bends in the road to get to your mansion of house.

"It's time, _______." Francis looked at you as he said this. You knew exactly what he meant. He wanted to take your virginity away, but your still weren't ready.

"Yea… No. You see I like being a virgin and the only person in the world I would give it to is Gilbert. Your best friend." You stared at the road, feeling the tension in the car slowly choking you. Francis glared out the window. In the distance your family's grand house sat upon a large hill.  You breathed a sigh of relief, until Francis grabbed your throat and strangled you. You let go of the steering wheel to attempt to escape his wrath.

He had a iron grip on your throat. You couldn't breathe and now your vision grew cloudy. You knew you would die, yet you fought for life. The car swerved between the lines of the road. Now you could no longer see, and could feel death creeping around the next bend. You knew this road better than anyone.

You could hear Francis say 'shit' as the car crashed into the guard rail and soared over the edge of the small cliff. The car tumbled and flipped for what seemed a thousand times before crashing at the bottom of the ravine.

Everything was quiet and peaceful, your breathing had long sense stopped. But you didn't feel dead, and personally you hated the thought of being dead. You started thinking about all those goofy times with Gilbert, Antonio, and Francis. That was before high school and before Francis became crazy.

'Gilbert……', was the last thought you had as you heart beat it last beat.

The police and paramedics showed up within seconds of your heart giving out. You were rushed to the hospital and they were able to relieve you, but not Francis. Gilbert paced for hours in the waiting room while they frantically worked on your dying body. Soon enough a nurse lead Gilbert to your room in the ICU [2]. Your breathing was shallow and your sleeping face looked pained.

Gilbert breathed a deep breath and thanked the nurse. He sat down and grabbed your seemingly fragile hand. Your parents hadn't showed up yet. Gilbert thought about all the fun you and the gang had. He slowly felt this heavy feeling building in his chest and he knew he was going to cry. He gently rested his head on your stomach and quietly sobbed.

He sobbed for the loss of Francis, for almost losing you; and for not warning you about Francis. Slowly Gilbert slipped into a dream of happier times, where you and the gang were playing hide-n-go seek as children.

To Gilbert it felt like eternity, but when he came to he was staring at the most beautiful _________ eyes in the world. You smiled down at him, his ruby red eyes grew glossy as he started to cry again.
"Shhhhhhhh, Gilbert it's ok. I'm still here." You rested a bandaged hand upon his head.

"I thought you were gonna leave me. I would die, if that happened." You wiped a tear off of his cheek.

"Well then I hope I'm not gonna die anytime soon. Gilbert, I love you. Thank you for being here when I wake up." You attempted to smile at him. Most of you head was bandaged, well actually most of your body was bandaged.

"Oh, ________, I love you so much more than you imagine." He gently kissed you on the cheek and then went on to say, "Go back to sleep my love."

As your _______ eyes began to flutter closed, you whispered "Don't leave me." Gilbert gently squeezed your hand and said, "Never."





<3 The End <3


Mr. Carpenthor (His name is really Mr. Carpenter, Carpenthor is our nickname for him) [1]- My band director that helped us to get 9th at State this year (marching band)

ICU [2]- Intensive Care Unit
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solobird32 Featured By Owner Jul 4, 2014  Student Filmographer
It has marching band.

Band is love. Band is life.
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LilyKilpatrickART Featured By Owner Jul 8, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
XD so very very true!
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Taco1up Featured By Owner Feb 25, 2014
Yeah marching band buddies! High five!
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LilyKilpatrickART Featured By Owner Mar 1, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
I love marching band with a burning passion!
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Taco1up Featured By Owner Mar 29, 2014
YOSH! I love it so much!
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Velotaku Featured By Owner Aug 19, 2013
But.... But....... No! France is NOT like that! He would never, EVER hurt anyone, let alone force them to do something against their will. An actual quote from him is, "Love is not something that should be forced upon others." HE ACTUALLY SAID THAT. It makes me so angry when people try to make him out to be some... Some, monster. I like your story, don't get me wrong. It's very well written and heartbreaking. I also love Prussia. I'm sorry if I bothered you or offended you in any way. I'm also sorry if you didn't mean to really offend him; you just wanted to use him to fill the typical "asshole boyfriend" role. But I felt that needed to be said. I saw some of the other comments that read something along the lines of, 'France is a sick bastard' or something or other. That just makes me really sad. I do not wish to come off as rude or mean. I'm really only trying to express an opinion and I think your writing is very skilled. Please do not take this as an insult.
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LilyKilpatrickART Featured By Owner Aug 19, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
It's good to know you opinion and I know that quote very well. This was actually a request. I actually really like France, i think makes a better lover than an asshole. I believe that everyone has their own right to their opinion whether other people choose to accept your opinion is purely up to them.
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Velotaku Featured By Owner Aug 20, 2013
Yay! Thank you. You seem like a very nice person and I'm glad that you weren't mad at me... QwQ I believe that everyone is entitled to their own opinion as well. If someone chooses not to like France, that's entirely up to them... :3
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LilyKilpatrickART Featured By Owner Aug 20, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks, I'm normally pretty nice :) I completely believe in the freedom of speech :)
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Velotaku Featured By Owner Aug 20, 2013
Thank you for reading anyways~ I really appreciate that :D
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