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PrussiaxReader: One Headlight

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PrussiaxReader: One Headlight
[SONG FIC]

This will all be in Gilbert's P.O.V and there are various flashbacks also you and Prussia are about 16 or 17 years old
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So long ago, I don't remember when
That's when they say I lost my only friend
Well they said she died easy of a broken heart disease
As I listened through the cemetery trees


I Listened to eulogists speak through the trees in the cemetery. People told me I had lost my my only real friend a long time ago, I just didn't notice.

"She died of a broken heart" I heard the eulogist say.

I seen the sun comin' up at the funeral at dawn
The long broken arm of human law
Now it always seemed such a waste
She always had a pretty face
So I wondered how she hung around this place


I look up and see that the sun was starting to come up, I sigh and put my hands in my pockets and start to walk away slowly. The long broken arm of human law... I would remember (Name) saying that all the time, and she's right. (Name) was such a pretty girl, with her silky (h/l)(h/c) and gentle features. I look behind me one last time and stared at disgust at how ugly this placed looked, I never understood why she loved to hang around here.

[сhorus:]
Hey, come on try a little
Nothing is forever
There's got to be something better than
In the middle
But me & Cinderella
We put it all together
We can drive it home
With one headlight


~Flashback~

"Come on glibert! You need to live a little." Me and (Name) Climbed to the top of a hill holding hands. We stared at the beautiful sunset. I turned to look at (Name) and see a mixture of emotions glowing in her eyes, she sighs and looks at me and smiles.

"Ya know nothing is forever" At that moment I didn't understand what she really meant by that, though I knew she tended to have suicide thoughts every once in awhile, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close to my chest and enjoyed the few last moments of the sunset. I whispered in her ear

"There has to be something better than in the middle."

~Flashback end~

If only I had pay more attention to (Name), my Cinderella, I would have helped her, I would have done whatever I could to save her. Like I told (Name) once "We put it all together, We can drive it home with one headlight."

She said it's cold
It feels like Independence Day
And I can't break away from this parade


Me and (Name) would just sitting down around at in her room just laying around, (Name) being the poetic person writes poems about dead dreams. I would beg her at times to write more positive poems but she would say: "It feels like Independence Day and I can't break away from this parade."

But there's got to be an opening
Somewhere here in front of me
Through this maze of ugliness and greed


(Name) was contently looking for an opening that was in front of her

~Flashback~

"What are you doing (Name)?" I ask (Name) as I watch her looking around for something in the cabinets.

"I need to find an opening, something that gets me away from this maze of ugliness and greed." I follow (Name) to the kitchen, she hurries over to the knifes and picks up the butcher knife

"Whoa! (Name), what are you going to do with that?" (Name) smiles sadly at me and puts the knife up to her wrist.

"I'm sorry Gilbert, but this is the only way to leave the maze..." I ran up to (Name) before she could cut her wrist and throw the knife on the ground and hug her tightly, (Name) starts to sob into my chest, I continue to hold her tightly and whisper in her ear

"We put it all together, We can drive it home, with one headlight."

~Flashback end~

And I seen the sun up ahead
At the county line bridge
Sayin' all there's good and nothingness is dead


~Flashback~

After (Name) attempted suicide, I've trying to show her that the world isn't just ugliness, greed and broken dreams. I see the sunrise at the county line bridge, I turn to look at (Name)

"All there's good and nothingness is dead, come one (Name)!" I pull on and we start running to see a better view of the sunrise, it reminded me of the day when (Name) was the one pulling me to see the sunset. By the time we got there, we were both out of breath from running.

~Flashback end~

We'll run until she's out of breath
She ran until there's nothin' left
She hit the end-it's just her window ledge


~Flashback~

A few weeks later I received a call from (Name)'s Mom tell me that (Name) had committed suicide

"She ran until there's nothing left." (Name)'s Mom said through sobs. I hung up and ran out of my house to get to (Name)'s, once I reached her house I see the paramedics and neighbors surrounding the house. I push through the crowd and saw the paramedics picking up (Name)'s dead body from the ground, I ran wanted to run up to them but one of the neighbors stopped me.

"H-how did she die?" I asked the neighbor.

"She hit the end- it's just her window ledge." When he said that, I fell on the floor crying.

~Flashback end~

[сhorus:]
Hey, come on try a little
Nothing is forever
There's got to be something better than
In the middle
But me & Cinderella
We put it all together
We can drive it home
With one headlight


Well this place is old
It feels just like a beat up truck
I turn the engine, but the engine doesn't turn
Well it smells of cheap wine & cigarettes
This place is always such a mess
Sometimes I think I'd like to watch it burn
I'm so alone, and I feel just like somebody else
Man, I ain't changed, but I know I ain't the same
But somewhere here in between the city walls of dyin' dreams
I think her death it must be killin' me


I walked down the street kicking the rocks on the road, when I stopped in front of a small abandon house, I remember how me and (Name) would always hang out in there when we has to get away form reality. I walked in and the smell of cheap wine and cigarettes hits me. I grimace at how the place felt like a beat up old truck. I continue with a scowl on my face, I looked at the huge mess this place was, it always was.

"I just want to watch this place burn." I enter the living room and see the couch me and (Name) bought for $50, I sit down and shove my face in my hands. I feel so alone and I feel like a normal joe, nothing special. Nothing about me has changed, but I know I'm not the same without (Name). I look around at the walls.

"The city walls of dying dreams" comes to mind first, I think (Name)'s death is killing me, at that very moment I look at the dusty table and see a bunch of papers, I pick them up and read them, their all poems (Name)'s poems, I get an idea and pull out a small notebook that I had in my pocket and start writing.

[сhorus:]
Hey, Hey, Hey, come on try a little
Nothing is forever
There's got to be something better than
In the middle
But me & Cinderella
We put it all together
We can drive it home
With one headlight


I finish singing the song and everyone in the audience starts to cheer and clap, I grab the mic

"I dedicate this song to my friend and the girl I love, (Name), she inspired me to write this song, she's not here in the audience but she is in my heart and watching me from above. Thanks to everyone here for helping not only me dreams, but (Name)'s dreams as well for coming true." I get up from the stool I was sitting on with my guitar and walk backstage where my friends Alfred and Matthias congratulate me, then a sudden herd of fangirls start to surround us, Alfred and Matthias are enjoying it but its just irritates me, they all say the same things, like:

"I live you gilbert!" Or "Marry me gilbert!"

"I'm sorry girls, but my heart is taken by a very special girl..."

~Timeskip~

"And in current news, Today Gilbert Beilschmidt, has committed suicide, he left a suicide note saying

"Me & Cinderella" Doctors say his suicide was caused by a "Borken heart disease."
I love this song so much >u< the song has nothing to do with anyone committing suicide, but I felt like writing the story like that... so yeah, if you know who sings the song, I love you forever and hug you and give you a waffle :3

I don't know why, but when I was listening to the song, I was thinking about Prussia... he just seemed to fit it...

Link to the song----> [link]
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AnnaliselovesPrussia's avatar
So sad. But it's so cute at the same time!