PruCan A-Z (Hetalia fanfic, PrussiaXCanada, PruCan)

O is for Oblivion

O is for Oblivion
---(Gilbert's P.O.V)-----

I didn't know what was going on that day.

I jumped up, a shiver ran down my spine. I had remembered something I didn't want to remember. It was a horrible memory.. The day I was disbanded.

For some reason that day the other nations seemed to begin to forget me. It began quickly with nations I really didn't know, they easily forgot the awesome me.

But soon the nations closer to the awesome me began to forget, Spain, France, Germany... They all were forgetting about my existence. I was unaware of this happening until of course.. I had been chased out of my brothers house, being called a monster.

It was hard.

I however found my salvation. Someone remembered me, he found me alone on the bridge. When I had questioned why he was helping me, he simply said because I had helped him.

I had clicked a few months later what he had meant.

That day he was going to end his life, on the same bridge that he had saved mine. I had saved him from oblivion and he had saved me from oblivion.

We had noticed each other that day.

I am glad we did.