EstoniaxReader:Sacred Beginnings,Priceless Endings

~~Two years ago...~~

Her face was painted with the sorrows of her heart. She was pouring out every emotion she could, pounding my chest with her delicate fists. Tears were flung side-to-side, dancing with her (h/c) hair. Her once vibrant smile, now pulled to her ears, vanished. All I could make out was her yelling,"Why?" I didn't have an answer and like an idiot, I stood there and watched her struggle. Had I had known her thoughts, maybe I would have acted so differently. I then grabbed her forearms and looked at her mournful (e/c) eyes; she looked so helpless. "I'm sorry but I don't love you." Like a knife carving at a log, my words sliced her word apart. She shook away her arms and enclosed her chest in a tight hug. She looked down at the ground; her body was shaking violently. "Eduard...,"she looked up to meet my rimmed eyes,"I don't ever want to see you again. You understand!" she lashed out, running away from me, chasing her broken dreams. I stood there alone, in our favorite spot. It was a huge tree, perched on a hill. You could see the nearby piers, and the Sun as it sets. _______ called it "Angels' Rest", as she told me that the hill was the calmest thing in her life, and the only thing that would never leave. Tears rushed down my face; I knew that angel would never find rest. "What have I done..." I let spill out of my mouth.  

~~Present Day~~

I looked out the glass widows, finding the world covered in the tears of broken angels. "_______..." I muttered, placing a hand on the cold glass. It has been exactly two years since I saw my angel fly away, and into another world. Thanks to Toris's gossiping friend, Feliks, I found out that after ______ ran away from "Angels' Rest" she went to go seek comfort in her other close friend. This "friend" was said to be a gentleman with an overactive imagination; his name was Arthur Kirkland. They dated once, but _______ broke it off because she found work a million miles away and she felt relationships don't last when its spread farther than hugging distance. Arthur, now, supposedly replaced my purpose in ________'s life; they also have been dating for a year now. ",...I hope your happy...," Anything ________ wanted, I wanted to give her. Every time Alfred, Arthur's adopted brother, was over he'd tell stories to Mr. Ivan about how Arthur is spending all his time with his "pixie". I had to admit, I was jealous of Arthur. If had the freedom to, I would take back my girl; sadly my leash would not allow me to travel that far out of safety. ",...and that he's treating you fair." I let out a deep sigh fogging the glass.

"Happy Birthday Eduard," the intoxicating smell of fire and icing took vacancy in my nostrils. I turned my head to greet the almost-cheery faces of Ravis and Toris. "Si-since Mr. Ivan won't be back tomorrow, the three of us decided to throw you a little party," muttered Ravis; even without our Russian "boss" near, he still shook like a leaf. I got up from the window, letting a little smile hatch. I walked into the dinning room, where the smell of sweet candles filled in the homey atmosphere. Miss Irina, Mr. Ivan's adopted Ukrainian sister, brought out the cake. She then set down the cake and smiled at me, letting blush fill her cheeks. I nodded, sharply, at her. Irina should know by now that my heart is dead, as ______ took it when she flew into Arthur's arms. Toris soon came in, with Ravis right behind him, carrying a few decorated bags. Ravis only carried a small envelope. As they took their seats, they set the objects down on the table. I tried my best to smile. knowing what I wanted most could not be in those bags. "Vhy don't you open your presents first Eduard," called Irina, shooing Ravis's hand away from the distracting cake.

I reached my hand towards the first bag; it was a scrapbook full of my happiest moments since I've been under Russian control."I thought it would be nice to see all of the happy times, in one simple book. So that when your sad or just lonely you can remember," sweetly stated my Lithuanian "brother". The next bag held inside a journal, with the image of a bright blue cornflower woven into the leather cover. "I thou-thought you might like to write down your 'blog' into something you can hold," shyly stated Ravis, with the look of uncertainty. I smiled back at him, trying to re-ensure in his mind that I was truly thankful  for his gift. The last bag contained a scarf just like Mr. Ivan's. I shakily held the scarf up high. "You're always so cold Eduard that I thought you might enjoy a scarf," beamed the Ukrainian girl. She then came over by me and wrapped the scarf around my neck; I felt so awkward. Trying to get my mind away from the scarf, I opened the letter that laid dead on the table.

It read:    

Dear Eduard,
I feel fully obligated to tell you I have done something horribly unimaginable. One day I got horribly drunk, somehow I managed to get home. ________ came up to me, too deep in thought to realize that I was intoxicated. She started to talk about you and how your birthday was coming up, mentioning maybe throwing a surprise party or something like that.  She often talks about, as she never could fully cut you loose. I tried to tell her that your interested in that Ukrainian girl, but sadly this only intrigued her more. My jealousy finally blossomed into something of the Devil's kind, as I took the umbrella I was carry and swung at her head. I became instantly sober, calling 911. The ambulance came, and took that sweet beauty to the hospital. Please come as soon as possible, I don't know how much damage I did to her skull. All I know was that I stuck a serious blow, as her (h/l) (h/c) hair was rich in blood.

Please forgive me,
Arthur Kirkland

I slammed down the letter and ran out the door; I was going to see my angel before her shift on Earth was done. I ran in the stinging rain, to my small blue car. From the front door, called my "family". "Eduard come back!! What about Ivan?!?" screamed Toris. "He can go screw himself," I called back," that man deserves to rot in Hell, why would I care about him while the only Sun I have in this world is setting?!" "Don't talk about Ivan like that," called in unison Ravis and Irina. I drove off, letting their calls to only become a faint memory...  

~~One Flight to England Later~~

I ran through the hospital doors, slipping on the egg white tile. I "flew" to the receptionist's desk. "Can I help you?" she called in a peppy tone, that only frustrated me. "Where can I find _________ _________?" "She's in Room 0224," before I could run off, the woman grabbed the the sleeve of my soaked shirt,"Hold on there blondy, visiting is only for relatives. What makes you so special?" I was beginning her happy voice. "I'm Eduard von Bock, a childhood friend of her's. Please let me go see her, I need to see her before she dies." The woman looked sympathetically and released my sleeve. "Go on ahead I guess." I ran to the Elevator, almost sliding into it's doors.

On the second floor, I saw many doors lined up side be side. Behind some of them you could hear laughter. Behind one, however you could hear the silent moaning of an Englishman. I opened the door, to find Arthur crying by her bedside. "Oh ______, I'm so sorry," he mourned. "You should be," I muttered. He looked up at me, his emerald eyes shining like stones in a river bed. "I couldn't bear calling you, so I wrote to you instead," he sniffled. I could understand this, as I would not want to speak to the person whose true love I just gave a concussion to. I stood there, breathlessly, as ________ heartbeat made a hypnotic sound. I wanted to kill the man sitting beside me. We both knew his mourning could not suffice for what he'd done. I couldn't stand it any longer, he looked like a wimp, humbled by the near death of an Angel. "Get out!", I commanded. The man looked at me, he then stood up and looked at me dead in the eyes.

"How dare you command me like some dog, you bloody git!" he scowled. "I know what's best for her," I called back. "How, your just some boy who broke her heart>" "You don't get do you. I was trying to protect her. If Ivan knew what I felt for her, her skull would not be the only thing broken. I tried to save her the pain of being abused again. That's right again.  You don't know how many abusive relationships she's been in. This is not the first time she's been hit by a drunk boyfriend. The worst relationship she had was with some Spanish man who promised her the world, but forgot her's without even saying good-bye; his leaving clubbed her in the heart. She never had one thing stay in her life for longer than a day. Everyday it seems, does her world change for the worse. I was the only thing to always stay; even you weren't always in her life. As you had other "issues" to tend to. She told me that if it wasn't for me, she said she would be living her on the ocean, with nothing constant, eventually drowning." His face was shocked, as he pulled in his lip. His eyes fluttered around the room searching for a reply. When nothing came, he made his leave, only replying,"Tell her when she wakes up, I hope her life gets better." He closed the door behind him, encasing ________ and I in a shadow of darkness. I sat down where Arthur sat, grabbed her hand, and let my thoughts wonder to the place where dreams do come true.

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"Happy Valentine's Day!" a bright voice called out, as it's owner ran to the tree carrying a picnic basket. She was dressed in a light yellow sundress. It looked a lot like Natalia's dress, but with more a elated feel to it. She ran to me, dropping the basket with eagerness, and letting her delicate arms wrap around me; I in-turn embraced her. She then looked up at me her sweet (e/c) eyes, that could make and gem jealous. "Happy Valentine's Day Eddi." Befuddled, I looked down at her angelic face," ________, Valentine's Day was twelve days ago." "I know, but any day I spend it with the love of my life is fluffy enough, if not too fluffy, to be considered Valentine's. Now close your eyes so I can give you your birthday/Valentine's gift. I closed my eyes, letting my thoughts drift off....

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I opened my eyes to find a pair of sweet gems, looking at me concerned. "Eduard?" she said, cocking her head. "What are you doing here?" "I had to find you and set the record straight." "Huh?!?" "I haven't been fully honest with you _______. I had to find you so that the guilt that's been building-up inside for years can finally disperse. ________...." Her full attention was now on me; she looked so beautiful. "Uhh...," I pulled at my collar, Where was the Eduard that stood up to a World Power not one hour ago? "________, when ever I see you I loose Internet Access and it becomes hard for me to connect to other servers. Your smile puts my computer on Sleep Mode and I have to turn it back on. Your a trojan virus, as you attacked my system and reprogrammed me. Uhh..." "Eduard, I just woke up from being slammed in the head. I don't understand what your saying." I mentally face-palmed; why can't I just speak plain English to her. Then a LED light, began to glow above my head. Maybe it would be easier if I didn't speak in English at all. It's worth a try. "_________..." Her eyes widened back up, she probably was trying to decode my geek speech. I took in a deep breath...

"Ma armastan sind," I whispered. "What?" "I LOVE YOU _______!" I erupted, I just couldn't keep chasing my own tail. "I love you since the first second I saw your gorgeous eyes. I love you so much. I could never understand how someone could just hold you in their arms and toss you away like some trash. You're worth more than diamonds, worth more than knowledge. _________, I..." Before I could continue, _________ pulled me closer. Tears began flooding from her eyes, landing on my shirt. "I'm sorry I lied. I just didn't want..." "I know Eduard," she said looking up at me," you didn't want Ivan to get jealous or what ever. Feliks told me, a day before the incident. That's why I wanted to see you today. I wanted to confront you about it." We smiled in unison, and without thought, we leaned in sync towards each other. I entered a sweet bliss, letting our lips mingle so innocently. I only awoke, when the moment ended. "And none of those cheesy geek lines got you here," she laughed.

We continued talking, letting conversation fill the air. "Happy Birthday," ______ giggled. "No _______, happy Valentine's Day," I corrected, "Any moment spent with you is romantic enough to be called that, if not something more."

~~ Outside the Doors~~

"Da, I'm glad Esti finally got some backbone. Anyone who makes that wimp nerd go all Hero, and admit his love for that person, is not worth killing."

"Yes the moment is very sweet and Eduard I guess is very courageous, but why the bloody hell did she choose that nerd over an Invincible English Gentleman, like me."

"Because unlike you, he didn't club her. Besides, how could anyone love the Black Sheep of Europe. "

"Iggy dude, I have to agree with Francy-Pants on this one; I think she made the best choice.... I mean who would want someone whose cooking tastes like throw-up? Ha! You know though if she wanted a hero, you know she could have called Superman himself."

"Oh shut up you two! I'm just glad she's happy... Happy Birthday Eduard..."