It's a Heartache 6

Gilbert stood outside of Alfred's house. He was watching the sunset. It was almost time to rescue his love. A strange feeling bubbled in his stomach; a feeling that held fear, anger, sadness, and rage.

"Gilbert."

The said teen turned to see Alfred and the others exiting the house. He walked over to them. "What's up?" he asked.

"We're just about ready to go," said Arthur.

"Awesome."

Antonio pulled out his trusty switch blade. "You think 'he' will put up a fight?"

"Not unless I get to him first," said Alfred. He cracked his knuckled as if to prove his point

Gil shook his head. "Al, you and Francis get Mattie. Antonio, Arthur, and I will handle Rod."

"But…"

Francis hushed Alfred by placing his hand on his shoulder. "It is best, Al. Mathieu will feel more comfortable around you and I, and your muscle may be needed elsewhere…"

Arthur also placed a hand on his boyfriend. "Gilbert, Antonio, and I will be the distraction, giving you guys time to find the lad."

Alfred sighed. "Let's just go."

"Right, it is time. Let operation 'BIRDIE' commence," said Antonio.

Gilbert jumped into his car, Alfred taking shotgun and Arthur in the back. Francis and Antonio were in Francis's car, ready to follow. Soon they pulled out and sped off.

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Matthew sat in his room, tying his sheets into rope. He was going to escape, or die trying. He didn't care as long as Roderich couldn't hurt him.

He stood and threw out the rope to see how long it was. It was perfect, long enough for its purpose. Matthew looked out the window and saw the sun now finally gone. That meant time was of the upmost importance. He had to leave now, before Roderich could get there.

He grabbed a pair of slippers that were in the room and threw them on his feet, since he had no idea where his shoes were. Then, he made his way to the window and opened it.

After quickly surveying the area, he tied off the rope to his bed and threw the rest out the window. It fell to about two feet off the ground.

Matt took another look around to make sure no one was looking. Then, he placed himself on the outside of the window, gripping the rope. Slowly, he guided himself down the make shift rope. As he descended he kept on his guard.

Soon, his feet were planted on the soft grass of the lawn before the driveway. Breathing a sigh of relief, he prepared to run. Once ready, he took off down the driveway and onto the street. Through the pain, and now tears, Matt ran as fast as he could.

He was a cross between happy, sad, scared, and many other emotions. He didn't what to feel. He was free. Matt then ran through an empty four way stop. He was so caught up in his mind that he didn't see a certain Austrian teen's car stopped not that far away from him…

Roderich had to double take when he saw his pet running hastily by his car. His angry gaze followed him before revving the engine.

"How the fuck did he escape his room?!" Roderich then sped off after him.

Hearing a roar of an engine Matt quickly turned to see Roderich's car hot on his tail. His eyes went wide with fear and he took off faster. He had to get away.

"MATTHEW GET BACK HERE!"

He could hear Rod screaming at him, but that didn't stop him. The adrenaline kept him moving. Matt knew his body won't show mercy to him later.

"MATTHEW!" Roderich was inching close and close by the second.

They were heading to another four way stop. He didn't know which way to go, so he kept going straight…

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Gilbert was coming to a stop when he saw a familiar blonde dash by. He, Alfred, and
Arthur recognized him as Matthew. "It's Birdie," he nearly cried, pulling out to go after him.

However, they didn't get very far when they t-boned Roderich's car.

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Mattie stopped running when he heard the crash. He felt his heart speed up as he turned around.

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Gil and Alfred were fine, just a couple of scratches. Arthur looked like he pissed himself. Antonio and Francis jumped from their car and pulled them out.

Roderich managed to free himself from the wreckage. He got himself out on the passenger's side of the car. He had a few cuts on his face and hands, but nothing bad.

The Austrian teen turned to give the other driver a piece of his mind when he noticed Gilbert and the others. He threw on a smirk as he looked at them.

"Fancy seeing you all here," he greeted, sarcastically.

They looked over, now noticing who they had hit. "You!" growled Alfred. "Where is Matthew?!"

Matt, hearing his name, realized who was in the other car. "A-Al!" He screamed, running for his older brother.

Al turned only to see his brother running at him. He rushed away from the others and grabbed Matt to him. "What the hell did he do to you?" he asked, looking over his brother, noticing the wounds on his face and neck.

Gilbert glared at his cousin. "You're a freaking dead man!" He lunged at Roderich, pushing them both to the ground. Punches flew and tempers raged.

Roderich managed to get a good shot in Gil's face and moved to get back up. Both stood, rounding each other. Rod had a taunting smirk across his lips as he wiped blood from his cheek. "You precious Mattie is my pet, Gil…" His voice held a sickeningly sweet tone. "You should have heard him… His screams as I pounded into his delicate flesh. The tears he had shed when I claimed him were the most wonderful thing…"

"Shut the hell up!"

"I loved every moment." Then, Roderich's look became serious. "And, I will not have the likes of you, or these other low-lives, have what I rightly deserve… His body and heart will forever be mine!" With that, Rod rushed at Gilbert, throwing a punch at him.

Antonio and Arthur tried to separate the two, but they were going at it so bad that they had to stand back. Francis had whipped out his cell phone and called for help. Alfred protectively held Matthew to him as he watched the fight. None of them noticed a certain brunet girl walking over to them… a gun in her hand.

BANG!