Memory Loss Germany Ending

Sorry sorella but you shouldn’t have betrayed us.” Flavio almost sobbed readying his knife next to your neck. He looked truly sorry as he leaned over you his dark sunglasses falling from his face and onto the floor. He held the knife and began to press against your neck when he fell to the ground a steam of blood following his head. It took you a few moments to realise that you brother had been shot in the head by someone. You followed the shot back to the blonde haired blue eyed German; Ludwig.

“Are you okay you Dummkopf! You had me worried.” He sighed walking over to where you laid.

“I’m Fi- OW!” You chirped trying to sit up. Ludwig soon noticed the stab wound in your stomach and knelt beside you ripping a strip of material from the bottom of his green jacket. He then proceeded to tied it round your stomach tightly before lifting you into the air bridal style.

“Bruder! What happen to (name)? Is she okay?” Gilbert asked running over to you.

“She’s been stabbed in the stomach and she’s loosing blood fast we need to get her out of here!” Ludwig snapped speed walking past his brother, who started to nervously follow him. You started to feel really tired all this fighting had taken the energy out of you and it probably didn’t help that you’d lost so much blood. Ludwig soon noticed you starting to lose consciousness.

“(Name)! (Name) don’t sleep yet! Try and stay awake please!” He said sounding concerned but kept his stern demeanour.

“B-but im so….tired…” You mumbled his face blurring as your heavy eyelids threatened to close. Ludwig seemed to talk to you again but no sound reached your ears and the whole world slowly got darker and darker until it was all black.




A sound began to reach you. You recognised it as the beeping of a machine, the ones that monitor your heart in hospital. You were also laying on something quite comfortable, and felt someone gently holding onto you left hand. You still felt exhausted but you really wanted to wake up and look around and see who was holding onto your hand. You breathed deeply and tried to rip your eyelids open. Light poured into your eye, hurting your head and making you squint for a while. Once you had adjusted to the light you managed to open your eyes fully. You immediately looked to your left to look into some surprised blue eyes.

“Uh guten morgen (name).” He stuttered looking less surprised.

“Uh hey….how long have I been here?” You asked.

“Not long only a day or two.”

“Oh how are the others?”

“Well those that were not dead are healing up nicely.”

“Good.”

A long silence followed as you just looked around the room taking in the white walls and that weird hospital smell. You slowly turned your attention back to your hand.

“Uh Ludwig im awake now you can let go of my hand if you want.” You said plainly.

“Oh ja.” He quickly said taking his hand away.

You frowned as your hand missed the warmth of his and you realised how much you actually liked him holding onto your hand. He seemed to notice and looked at you in confusion.

“Is something wrong?” The German asked.

“Well it feels weird not holding your hand.” You admitted.

“Make up your mind.” He sighed holding back onto your hand, making your smile. He seemed a little happier as well now. You laid there holding Ludwig’s hand when you suddenly realised something.

“I have nowhere to live.” You blurted out.

“You don’t? Oh ja because you used to live your bruders right?” Ludwig calmly replied.

“Where am I supposed to go when I get better?”

“You could come live with me and my bruder.”

You paused and looked at the blonde. Did he just ask you to stay in his house with him and Gilbert?

“At your house?”

“Ja.”

"Wow thanks i guess."

“Well I don’t really want you to go with anyone else some of the others are a bit weird.”

“Are you talking about Russia? Lovi told me to stay away from him apparently he’s really scary.”

“Don’t even get me started on him, he’d probably ask him to become one with him! I couldn’t let him do that to you!” He growled squeezing your hand harder.

“Whoa calm down its okay im gonna stay with you!” You sighed in relief as he stopped squeezing you hand.

“Sorry I just don’t want anyone to hurt you (name).”

“Don’t be silly I’ll be fine.”

“Ich Leibe Dich (name).” You paused. Did you hear that right? Did Ludwig just say he loved you in German? You looked over at the man who was avoiding eye contact with a light blush across his face. You smiled at him.

“You know what I think I love you too Ludwig.”