FreckledJesusDied4U

 “Easy. Easy, Luddy.” Ludwig grunted as he painfully sat down on the couch. _____ looked sadly at his bloodied and bruised face, wanting to wipe the dried stream of blood that trailed down his chin. She quickly went to the kitchen and soon returned with a damp washcloth and a small white box. She set the box down on the couch beside Ludwig, and placed the washcloth gently on the German’s discolored and cut cheek. He flinched as it made contact, but slowly leaned into it. “Hold that there for me, please?” _____ said softly. Ludwig did as asked, and _____ began to pull off his shoes and socks. She then sat up

 Blood. There was so much of it. It was leaking everywhere. How could I have let this happen? I should have protected him. I could've prevented this. It was my fault. "I'm sorry. . ." Gilbert, Ludwig, and I were walking down the sidewalk, talking and discussing where to go. It was just like any other time—until a man in a long, black coat demanded money from Ludwig. "Gimme your money." "What?" said Ludwig repulsively. "Nein. No." Frustrated, the man pulled out something from his coat. A pistol. Ludwig pushed me behind him. The man pointed the gun at Ludwig's chest. "You were saying?" Ludwig hesitantly began to take out his

Tonight's going to be a great night, I thought as I finished getting dressed. I had invited Ludwig, Gilbert, and Roderich to go out. We would eat at a nice restaurant, go a little sight-seeing, and hopefully spend some time shopping. Of course, since they were all men, I wasn't getting my hopes up for the latter. I heard my doorbell ring and made my way to the door, opening it all the way. There stood the three, nicely dressed. Even Gilbert cleaned up significantly for the occasion. "Hallo, _____," said Ludwig. "Are you ready to go?" I nodded, grabbing my purse. "Yeah. Let's go." Except for Gilbert's rambling about how awesome he was, the

"Just go and ask her! She's not going to wait for you forever, Ludwig!" Feliciano whispered to Ludwig, who had a conflicted look on his face. He had been trying to get the German man to ask you out for a while now and today was probably the best time, seeing as Valentine's Day was right around the corner. Unfortunately, Ludwig had other plans. "But what if she rejects me?" "She won't, I promise. And if you don't go now, you'll never know." "I-I can't! What should I say to her?" "Ask her if she wants to do anything with you today. Come on, you made a whole list of things you would do to get her to go out with you!" "But you and Francis he