Written on the Stars

Anneliese's Bear

Gilbert's Pov

I remember holding the small casket down the aisle of the church.I could hear the soft cries from people or awkward coughs. I looked over at the grieving Monica who wore a black dress like a traditional funeral. Anneliese was gone too soon.

People say that i'm strong, but they don't see my tears behind closed doors. A smile will be paint on my face, yet no one has seen the pain in my eyes. I don't let people see me this weak.

The grave was shiny,yet it was so dark and depressing. An old bear sat on the ground next to it. Dale. That what the bear was named. I've had it since I was a kid and I wanted my daughter to have it. Fresh flowers surrounded the ground and small toys. I knew everyone will stop leaving small gifts after this. Everybody is going to forget. I wish I could forgot. Forget about everything, But I couldn't.

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I didn't realize I spaced off until Roderich stopped playing the piano. My eyes were blurry with tears. I looked up at the night sky. I've been dreaming about her for hours. The sky looked so empty without the stars. I remember looking into Monica's eyes to see the reflection of the stars in her breathtaking blue eyes. I wondered if in Germany they have beautiful stars. Do you look up at the same dark sky every night to see the same thing I do just at a different time? Do you hear cars in the background? Or the owls? or the insects?

"Gilbert, go home. We are going to sleep." Roderich told me as he got up from his piano seat. I could feel his eyes roll.

I finally looked at him with my eyes dry from not blinking in so long. His purple eyes looked back at me. He took his glasses off to rub his nose.

"Go home or I'll-" Elizaveta stopped once she say the tears leaking down my red cheeks. I brushed them off like it was nothing.

"What am I so awesome you can't talk?" I laughed, a fake one of course. No matter how sad I get I still will act like this. My laugher has to be louder than my tears.

"Gilbert, are you okay?" Elizaveta's motherly mode came out. She walked over to me as did Roderich.

"I'm fine," I whipped my eyes,"Stop worrying." I started to walk out, when Roderich grabbed my arm. I turned around. I saw them look at me,worried.

"You can stay in the guest room." He told me.

"Really?" I asked, excitedly. Their rooms were huge and fancy and they had the best beds to jump in.

"Yes, but only for the night." Elizaveta chimed in, grabbing Roderich's arm.

I wouldn't really call them my friends, but they had their moments.

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The bed wasn't as fun as I was hoping. The room was cold and lonely.The only sound was the creaking of the old big house or the clock ticking. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand. The bright screen blinded me. It red 2:00 a.m and at the bottom it red 9:00 a.m. Time in Germany. I pulled up her number.

'You up? ;)' I texted and sat there waiting for a response. A couple of minutes later I felt it buzz on my chest.

'Yes. I'm getting ready for work.' Monica replied like she was texting her boss.

'I miss you." I typed back with the heart emoji.

'I miss you too.'

'When can you come back?'

'Not soon.'

'I can't live without you for not much longer.' I allowed the tears to slide down my face.This time Monica didn't text me back but she called me.

"It's going to be fine." Her voice was rough and quiet.

"I miss you so much." I cried, my voice childish.

"I miss you too, but we'll see each other eventually." Monica reassured.

"I visited Anneliese's grave today."

"Oh,really?I would have came with you if I was there."

"Yeah," There was silence,"I love you." I whimpered.

"I love you too, now get to sleep."

"I love you." I said again before hanging up and crying myself to sleep.