A birthday wish I never asked for

</B>



"Im sorry.. Alfred. goodbye.."

"Maria!"

__________________________________________________________________________________________


~Alfred's POV (happenning at the same time or before-- yeah whatever)

How do i start this thing... oh yeah.

The rain, finally lifted off after a few munites.

There were, streamers and confetti, falling from every direction.

people in costumes and flag in both hands.

More flag were hung in every house and block.

shouting and laughter, enjoyed by men with there drinks up.

a huge group of them was over crowding the sidewalks and expanded through the streets.

Even there president was there in his carivan waving from the window, a pissed vice. pesident, pulling him inside.

You could already feel tyhe burst of excitement, from the very first step in the country.

No, I am not from here, but i was having the same event as the countries- a fresh  4th of July.

Actually, we werent the only ones celebrating this day, even this one Russian is too-- although he never did celebrate it now.

so anyways, it was still noon here and--'pheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew BOOM!' they were alredy firing up the fireworks-

im not an expert at these things, but shouldnt it be lightened up at night? ehh,at least they're still enjoying it.

But then next, wasnt a boom-- it sounded more like a gun.. and it was comming from this towering, wooden house.

wait. isnt that.. it cant be..

"Maria!" a voice shouted, and another gun shot came.

'oh shit.'

~

I ran up the stairs  and thorugh the halls, trying to out run time, and what was happenning.Then i saw this one, open door. A shiver running through my skin.This was the same thing, that happened to this movie- he saw a half openned door, and crept through it,
then suddenly something just poppedout of nowhere- and -and, i am not going through that shit too like that idiot, no fucked up way. But Im gonna be that same idiot who did that shit- for her, I'd always will.

I wasnt sure of what i was going to facing, i wasnt even sure if im gonna live from this. So i just sighed, and remembered everything i once knew was good from my life. I went walking, and met the half openned door- expecting her or 'more' to be there.

" im probably to young to die..but spare me now.." and "CHIA!" I killed the door open just like what you see in the CIA and brought out my gun. I never did knew where that came from..

But looking down to the only visible person in the room, it wasn't what i've been expecting- not a girl, not some kickass monster in resident evil, but a man in a white polo, sitting in on the floor his hands, on his head.

Then this thought suddenly appeared that 'you' made her a man. But then..

"if you're looking for her, shes not avalable- now leave. Stop wasting your time here.." . 'nope it wasnt her.'

("idiot..")

"wait, what do you mean, shes not avalable..?"

He then stood up,  his back still facing me, then he started murmuring words i could barely hear.

"Wha--",  but before i could finish, i could already see myself pinned up to the walls, his hands cupped on my collars. Then I met those emerald eyes of his-- slowly turning red.

"Dont you get it, SHES GONE! not gone of the house, gone of her country; shes GONE."

Then came the akward silence of the room, not even a muscle was made from both of us, but the the wind blown from outside. He just sighed, and held me off, walking towards the door, back to his persistent self. But before he could leave, i took him in his sleeves
and paused.

"Wait, one more thing, why didn't she tell me about this then..? Why cant she tell me?"

Another sigh came from his mouth, breaking loose of the anger he could have released in annoyance of my questions. He never looked back at me, but he did answer my call.

"because, her, knowing that you found out- would fully kill the life out of her. Thats why. Now excuse me,", he tucked back his sleeve and started walking out of the door.

" but I wouldnt want to waste my time here.." - he started sounding and acting all serious, just to hide the real pain hes been enduring now.

then it made me think, what did he mean by 'fully'? does that mean that..

no..

that cant be..

but--

this is messed up.


I dont believe shes gone, but i dont believe she isnt either..

but I know i would find her..somehow..


I gave my last look on the room and just left, gripping on my own hands, trying to hide the same devostation I felt that same moment i came inside the room.


happy birthday, to the both of us...