Chapter 8: Whiny Teenage Problems

Scotland x Reader

"______... ______.  Wake up..  C'mon!"

Your eyes fluttered open and your vision focused on what now was a room filled with familiar faces.  

"Everyvone out, she vill be checked up on, please, giver her space; she is very veak and needs medical attention. " Gilbert said shooing off the crowd.

"But I am her SISTER?  I am allowed to stay." Your sister demanded.

"Nein, jou can't.  Now go, I promise she'll be just fine!" Gilbert said patting her on the back and escorting her out of the room.  You looked at your surroundings; you saw that you were covered in wires.  You tried to get up but you felt a jolt of pain shoot though your neck and your head fell back on the pillow.  

"Nein, nein, nein, liebe.  Jou need to rest.  Jou had a nast fall, so stay calm and relax." He said while gently adjusting your head on the pillow.  

"I guess I don't recall much of what happened..  " you mumbled.

"Hmm, let's see if jou remember zis:  Vhy didn't jou come back liebe?  Jou left and vhent somvhere else vhen I said I vas going to check up on jou.  Not awesome liebe." he said shaking his head in a disapproving manner.

You looked away and your eyes shut tight, trying not to cry.  Suddenly one tear rolled down, then you began to bawl.  Gilbert saw and ran over to you, holding you tight and rubbing your hair.

"Shhh, liebe, it's okay.  Jou don't have to talk about it if jou don't vant to.  I'm here, it's okay." He cooed.

~~

The next day, Gilbert drove you home from the hospital and had walked you to the front door.  

"Hey, _____?" he asked, "Vould you be so kind as to go out to lunch vhith me tomorrow?  I vould really appreciate zat."

"Gilber…  I can't.. " you said.

"Und vhy not?" he asked cocking an eyebrow.

"I'm not ready for… dating or relationships.  Not now."

"Hmm, vhatever is most awesome vhith jou ____." He said as you  unlocked your front door and walked in.

"Vell, I vill see jou tomorrow zhough… right?" you smiled and nodded and leaned over and kissed your forhead.

"Wunderbar!" he said and walked away.

~~

"You are a very good cook ja." Ludwig said engulfing another bite of Feliciana's fettuccini alfredo and she giggled.  Ian walked in, he had just come back from the hospital to make sure you were alright, he didn't visit you though.  

"Oh, hoy there guys." Ian said.  

"Ah!  Hallo Ian!  Vant some Fettucinni?" Ludwig asked.  

"Aye, lad, not now." Ian moped, he then looked over and saw Elizavetta sitting on the couch with a plate of the Italian food.  

"Uhm, Liz.. what'r ye doin' here lass?"

"Oh, well, your roommate's girlfriend makes the BEST food in the world and I thought, 'Hey, I'm not doing anything tonight.'  So I thought I'd come by and give you a novel the boss wants you to read.  She's out and needs you to read it.. But I mean… It's one of those ridiculous vampire novels and I mean you don't have to read it if you doen't want to, but I just wanted-"

"Stop!  Stop there, lass.  Yer makin' my head process too many thoughts in one night.." he said shaking his noggin.

"So how are you amigo?" Feli asked.

Ian bit his lip and looked down, "Aye, I didn't see her." He sighed, trying not to cry.  Feli looked at him with pure sadness, "it's okay Ian, I promise, she'll be comin-"

"She's no' coming back lass." Ian said softly.   Elizavetta seemed confused so Ian decided to escort her to his room to leave Ludwig and Feli  alone.

"Okay, so I've been actually wanting to talk to you!"  Elizavetta said happily.

"Aye, aye.." Ian said cleaning his room and throwing a box of condoms in his drawer while she wasn't looking, "sorry, my rooms a bloody mess, lass, I wasna expectin' company."

She smiled and sat on his bed.  

"Well, Mr. Kirkland, I read your novel and it is absolutely phenomenal."

"Aye, ye like it?  Tha's great!" Ian smiled.

"Anyways, I just emailed it to Boss. Rodrich" She said ,"In a matter of days he'll be crawling on his hands and  knees for you to let him publish it.  What's the title anyways?"  She asked.

"Oh, weel, I havena given it much thought… But I was thinking along the lines of, 'The Last Song' or 'Whiny Teenage Problems'" he said and they both laughed.

"Ye wan' to hang out?" Ian asked.  Elizavetta was caught completely off guard by his question.

"O-Oh, well, yeah!  That would be fun!  I mean, I don't have anything else to do." She beamed.  Ian pulled up a chair and they sat for hours talking all night.