A/N:
PruHun
SongFic: Concrete Angel By Martina McBride
Disclaimer: Hetalia is not mine, nor the song
Sorry for the errors
Human names are used
Okay, Enjoy!
Concrete Angel
Elizaveta's pov:
I was walking to school with a simple lunch I had to pack by myself. My life could suck sometimes. My mother is abusive, my father left (at least that was what my mom told me), and I have to do things myself. I wish people knew how I felt, but why am I so afraid? Why do I hide my bruises with my jacket? Why is life so hard? Today, someone will know, someone mature, an adult, someone I could trust, and will do something.
As I approach school, two girls, Natalya and Bella, laughed at me. It's not my fault I looked terrible and I'm wearing the same dress as yesterday, or that my mom beat me until I fell unconscious. I saw a girl with the pig tails hugging her mom, I wish I could do that every morning, hug my mom and tell her how much I loved her, I wanted to cry but I kept walking. The bell rang, I had my head down, I didn't want to see the other kids talking to each other like nothing is wrong. I opened my locker, I didn't care if I was going to be late, I just wanted to leave my jacket, leaving my bruises exposed. I closed my locker, and walked to class.
When I opened the door, the teacher stopped the class and looked at me.
"You're late Miss Elizabeta-san"
"Yes, I'm sorry Mr. Honda"
"It's okay, child"
He walked up to me and patted me in the head.
"Why don't you just take your seat"
"Yes"
He got up and showed the way. I nodded and walked down the corridor. I was looking down, I didn't want to see the kids snickering and whispering to each other. I felt like dying, because nobody loved me, wanted me. I was abused, bullied, and alone. I sat on my seat and took my book out. Mr. Honda started walking down the corridor and talking "As I was saying, whaling in America has made... um..." He saw, he saw my bruises. I looked away, I was afraid he would say something out loud. He kept walking and trying to talk, I guess he was kind of amazed, I spaced out so I can't remember what he said after that. I woke up from my daydreaming when the bell rang. I waited for everyone else to leave and then I got up to leave. When I was about, the teacher stopped me, here we go, what will he say?
"You know that you can tell me anything, right?"
"Igen, Mr. Honda"
"Okay, now go"
"Okay, Mr. Honda"
I then left, regretting telling him nothing. Why was I so afraid? Why didn't I told him anything? The day went on and now it's recess. I was sitting on the bench in the middle of the school's backyard, I saw how the kids playing with each other. I saw how the leaves fell to the ground. I felt the cold wind on me face. I saw the blonde boy with blue eyes and the curl that fell through his face alone, sitting under a tree, playing with his stuffed polar bear, he looked happy, considering that he is always ignored by everybody, even his brother ignored him, but yet he looked happy.
"Elizabeta!"
I looked at the person who was calling me and smiled. I saw my albino best friend, my only friend, waving and smiling at me. I waved back and he came running to me and sat next to me.
"Hey, Elizabeta"
"Hey, Gilbert"
"You look alone"
"Really?, I didn't noticed"
"Very funny, Elizabeta"
"Why are you here, anyway?"
"Why, you don't want the awesome me here?"
"That could be"
"But I'm just a little eight year old, you are to"
"I know, so what is your point?"
"You hate me"
"No I don't"
"So, you are still my friend?"
"Yes"
"No, I don't believe you"
"I am"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"Prussia is awesome"
"Yes...wait...hey"
"Kesesesesese"
"Te egy idióta"
"Ja, aber ich bin dein Idiot"
"You wish"
"You too"
"Whatever"
"I wanted to ask you this for a long time"
"Yeah, what it?"
"Why are you always wearing that jacket?"
"Um... It's cold, you know... It's autumn, after all"
"Well, yeah but, I've seen you with it in spring and summer and it's kind of hot in those seasons"
"I'm not having this conversation"
I got off the bench and ran off inside, ignoring Gilbert's screams. I didn't want him to be worried. He is the closest thing I have to family and I don't want to lose how he is because of my bruises. I looked back and saw him running after me, I tried to run faster but I'll get tired. I looked back again and saw him slowing down. I entered the bathroom, closed the lock, and started crying.
Gilbert's pov.
Were did she go? Why did she ran away? Why was she so afraid to answer my question? I knew something happened in her family but, after that, she's been acting weird. Why?
"Elizbeta!"
"Elizabeta! Where are you!"
Why won't she answer me? I entered a corridor and saw Antonio and Francis. I ran to them quickly and breathless.
"Guys... Have... you seen... Elizabeta?"
"Lo siento, mi amigo. I haven't seen her."
"Why? Do you love her? Mon ami"
"No... She's... She's my friend."
Now I was afraid. I didn't know where she was or where to look. Antonio and Francis where no help. I wanted to scream. Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I put my hand into a fist "What?" I screamed. "Ahh! Don't hit me!" I saw a kid hiding his face with a stuffed polar bear. He lower the polar bear and looked at me. Antonio and Francis were laughing hard and I glared at them. They were silenced quickly and I looked back at the kid.
"Oh... Sorry, Matthew"
"Um... It's okay"
"So... Did you wanted to talk to me?"
"Oh, yeah... I saw Elizabeta running to the bathroom. She looked like she was going to cry, I asked her what's wrong but she ignor-"
I got so exited I grabbed both of his shoulder and started shaking him.
"Thanks man, The awesome me owes you one!"
"You can stop shaking me, that could work"
I stopped shaking him "Oh... Sorry." I said to him. "Nah... It's okay." he said, then he looked to his polar bear "Come on, Kuma, let's go to my locker" then he just walked away. Weird kid, I hardly ever see him, oh well. I turned to Antonio and Francis, said goodbye, and started to run. "Ah... el amour" Francis said and they both laughed. "Shut up" I screamed while I was running to the bathroom door.
I looked at the girl's bathroom. "Elizabeta must be in here" I whispered. I put my hand on the bathroom door, I felt a rush of adrenaline. Should I open it? I gave a little pushed on the door, it didn't open , I pushed harder, it would open. Why? I started to wonder. Why wouldn't it open? I put my ear on the door and heard cries.
"Elizabeta!"
"Go away!"
"No, Elizabeta, please open up."
"No"
"Please, just, tell me what's wrong?"
"I can't"
"Fine, but please, open up."
"..."
"Elizabeta"
A few moments later, the door was unlocked and opened, revealing a girl with pink cheeks and watery eyes. She hugged me, I was kind of surprised, but I hugged her back. Without warning, Antonio and Francis decided to pass by. "I knew it" Francis whispered to Antonio and they walked off snickering. Clueless bastards, more clueless than Veneciano, no, that's not possible, is it? We kept hugging, I didn't know how to make her feel better, what's wrong with her? I didn't want to ask, I didn't what to lose her again, but I had to let go, the bell rang. "Thanks, Gilbert, I'll see you around." After that, she left to class. I was speechless, what's wrong with her?
Elizabeta's pov.
Why did I hug him? Why did I thank him? Why do I feel like he saved me? I'm so confused. Anyway, I went to class and the day went on, class after class. Now is after school, I was outside, it was raining so the rain splashed on my face. I started walking down the stair to the sidewalk. It was cold, the wind was cold, the rain was cold but, it's not like I could do anything, I don't have an umbrella, and I have to be home early or it will be same dress tomorrow. I stop walking and just stood there, in the rain. I thought of dad, how he supposly left, I thought of mom, how she hits me almost everyday. I felt like crying again. I was about to when a jacket fell over my head. When I saw the jacket, there was an black eagle, it was defiantly the Prussian flag. "Gilbert, what are you doing?" I said, a little annoy. "Getting wet, while you have my awesome jacket" he answered. "Ha, ha, ha" I said sarcastically. "No, have the jacket or you'll get sick" I gave the jacket back to him. "You too, you know" I said back. "Fine, we'll share" I said and passed half of the jacket. It was funny to see him fall sometimes in the rain, one of those times, he fell in mud, so now he's clothes are dirty.
A few minutes later, the rain stopped. "Can you follow me home? I need to change my clothes." he asked. I felt sad, I couldn't, I had to get home. "Sorry, I can't" I said sadly. Now he's gonna leave me and I'd be alone. "Oh, come on, it's been a long time since you went into my house. Mom misses you, even West asks for you." He said practically begging. "West? You mean Ludwig, your kistestvére?" I asked. I kind of forgot about Ludwig, it's been a long time since I last saw him. "Ja, now come on, let's go" he pulled me over to his house. This was a mistake but, whatever.
We were in his front door. "Ready to see mutti again" he said. He was really happy that I was here. "Sure" I said. He knocked at the door and it opened. "Hello" A small boy said. When he saw me, he's eyes opened up "Elizabeta!". He came up and gave me a hug. "Hey Ludwig" I said, laughing at the boy's joy. "Come in, mutti will be happy to see you" Ludwig said running inside "Guess someone forgot to say hi to me" Gilbert said while moving back and forth. I had to laugh at these. "Come on, I wanna see your mom" I told him while entering the house.
"Elizabeta! Look how much you've grown." Mrs. Beilschmidt said while putting her hands on my shoulders. "I know mutti, she's so big" Ludwig said very excited. "Thank you, Mrs. Beilschmidt" I said politely. "Would you like something to eat? I can go and make some wurst" she said walking to the kitchen. "Sorry mutti, but we have to leave soon" Gilbert said "I just came to change my clothe". " Well... okay then... I hope you can come back soon" Mrs. Beilschmidt a little disappointed. "Sure, Mrs. Beilschmidt" I said to her. She nodded, took a book, and went up stair. "I'll go upstairs and change" Gilbert said walking upstairs.
Ludwig looked at me and I looked at him. "Want to watch tv?" he asked. "Um... sure, I guess" I said. We sat on the couch and watch some tv. Ten minutes later, Gilbert came down "Sorry, I couldn't find anything to put on". I got up and said sarcastically "Big surprise". "Let's just go" he said grabbing my hand "Goodbye West". "Goodbye" Ludwig screamed. We ran out off the house into the sidewalk.
We were running down the sidewalk playing tag. "Okay... that's it... I'm tired" I said catching my breathe. "Okay" he said patting my back. I was afraid, I don't know how my mom would react to me being late. We arrived at home twenty minutes later. "Well, this is home" I said a little disappointed. I started to walk to the door, getting prepared for what's coming next. "Hey, Elizabeta, can I come inside with you?" the albino was looking the other way, scratching his neck. Weird? "I guess, but I doubt it, let me ask my mom, okay?" I said getting near the door. "Okay" it was the only thing he said.
I opened the door to find my mom with a drink in one hand and a fist in the other. She put the drink down and closed the curtains. She took the drink and finished it. She looked at me and threw the empty glass at me. It missed and it smashed against the wall behind me and broke, I screamed. She got near me with a fist in one hand and she was going to used the other hand to grab my dress. "Where were you?" she screamed with such force. "I'm sorry" I said crying.
Gilbert's pov.
Even with the curtains closed, I saw everything. I saw Elizabeta's mutti hitting Elizabeta. I heard Elizabeta's screams. I started to cry. What could I do? I felt weak. Then I remembered, I took my mother's phone before I walked downstairs. I took it out and dialed 911.
Ring, ring, ring...
"911 what's your emergency?"
"My best friend is getting beat up be her mom!"
"Okay, where are you?"
"5th avenue"
"We'll be right there"
"Please, hurry up!"
Hang up
The worst was still to come. After I hanged the phone, I saw the bigger shadow holding something pointy. I wanted to scream for help. I saw the hand moving up and down various times. I dropped to my knees, this was all my fault. If I didn't ask her to follow me home she might still be alive now. I wanted to die seeing the horror in front of my eyes. Why could that be me, not her, me? I'm so stupid. The bigger shadow got up swiped her hands with her clothes and kept walking. What kind of monster was she? I put my hands on my face and started to cry harder.
At that moment, I heard sirens coming from down the street. They are to late. I started waving and the cars parked in front of the house. They were paramedics, ambulances, fire trucks, and police cars. They got out of the car and ran to the front door. When that door opened, what I saw disturbed me, the walls covered with the blood of a friend I loved. I was devastated, my best friend is dead. A paramedic came up to me and said "I'm sorry, we lost her." I just ran.
When I got home, I ran into my room, locked the door, went into my bed, and cried until I fell asleep. Was this it? Was this the end of an awesome friendship? Am I the one to blame? Mutti tried to open the door so many times, that I guess she just gave up. I didn't want to go to school the next day. Now, mutti knows why, she saw the news.
A few days later, It was Elizabeta's funeral. Almost nobody was there, only a few family members, Mr. Honda, and my family. She had nobody, she was alone, she was abused and bullied, and I now know. I know why she was acting weird, always had that jacket on, and why she went down hill so fast. I wanted to be there for her, and I know there is only one way to be with her right now, and I am going to do it...
Later that week, two names were written next to each other.
Elizabeta Héderváry and Gilbert Beilschmidt
I was in a field covered with flowers. "Were am I?" I asked myself.
"You're in heaven"
Who was that? I saw the girl I wanted to see. "Elizabeta" I whispered. She giggled, the girl that always looked dirty, was cleaned, the one that was always sad, was happy, the girl I wanted to see after her parents divorced, was there, holding a bunch of flowers in her hands. She threw all the flowers to the air and ran to me. She gave me a bear hug and told me she has reached full happiness. I will never forget that day. She stopped hugging me and grabbed my hand and we started running.
"Come on, there's people I want you to meet."
"Who?"
"You'll see"
"Tell me"
"Fine, they,re many of the kids that suffered what I suffered and I want you to meet them"
"Okay"
THE END
A/N:
Translation: Igen: Yes (Hungarian) Te egy idióta: You're an idiot (Hungarian) Ja, aber ich bin dein Idiot: Yes, but I,m you're idiot (German) Lo siento, mi amigo: I'm sorry, my friend (Spanish) el amour: the love (French) kistestvére: little Brother (Hungarian) (All of this is acording to google translator) I don't own Hetalia or the song concrete angel This is the story of Angela Carter. She suffered child abuse, bullyng... She died in 2002and her best friend killed himself to be with her. (All according to the internet) I'm sowy if I made you sad or something but I just wanted to write this story. It took me a long time to write (2:00 pm to 7:00 am, no sleep) so I hope you like it. I just had to make Japan the teacher. Why? IDK I love Canada so I took the liberty and put him in the story. And of course, no one can forget the bad touch trio Bella is Belgium Sorry for being so long but, I think it was worth it. Sorry if the characters are not in characters Not everything in this story happened. I put parts of real life, the music video, and my mind. hehe If I missed anything pls tell me I'm now safe from the grammar Nazi. thanks for reading