I Don't Love You Like I Did Yesterday USUK

Chapter 2 : 9 days left part 2

Ash's POV:

Why does this man think Alfred wants to talk to him. That is why I am here. I need to help Alfred stay hidden from the nightmares. I wiped the blood off the corner of my mouth. "Who are you and what do you want with me?" I say to the blond haired guy with bushy eyebrows. He's kinda cute.
"I-I don't understand why are you saying your name is Ash," responded green eyes. "Cause my name is Ash and I don't know who you are," his eyes start to water. "Understand now?" I inquire in a cold tone. His body starts to shake and he slumps to the floor against the wall. "My name is Arthur," he says defeatedly.
"Do you know who Alfred is?" He asks me. "Yeah I know who he is. He's a pussy ass who is hiding behind me." Arthur looks confusedly at me. "You know he won't talk to you right now? Because of this fucking nightmare. He can't sleep so its getting worse. He is starting to see it awake and asleep. So he broke, shattered, and tried to make a picture out of himself. He is listening to what we say but I am the one talking to you right now. He can tell me what he wants to say but he can't make me say it. I am Ash not Alfred. He can't control me and I can't control him. He is lucky its only me who came out. He could have had much worse."
Arthur looks at me. "He made you to get away from a nightmare? He used magik to create you?" "No he did this accidentally. He has been trying to hold himself together and has failed. This is happening out of his willpower. Something is forcing him to do this."
I turn away from Arthur. Alfred is finding his way back to me. I let him take over and I slip into the background. Remember Alfred I can see what you are doing I can hear what you are thinking and saying. I can help you but only if you let me. He says he will and takes over.

Alfred's POV:

I turn around and hug England. His face becomes a surprised expression. It doesn't take him long to hug me back. "Sorry," I say. He looks at me with the saddest smile on his face. He leans in and kisses me. I kiss him back. "I didn't mean to shatter but I did, and when I tried to put me back together, the pieces didn't look the same. I couldn't fit them together. I lost them." He nods like he understands but I think he never will.

Arthur's POV:

I don't get it. Why Alfred what does this all mean? Ash is saying it could be worse Alfred is saying he shattered. Why would he shatter because of a dream? Why can't he handle a dream like a normal person? It was a dream not reality. Why can't I just have Alfred? My strong suitor, who loves me and helps me be me. Why can't he be strong? I'm not strong. I can't handle this. Can it be anyone else?

These questions are going through my head a million miles a minute. I look at Alfred. In my arms his eyes are drooping, and he is getting sleepy. I pull him to bed, knowing he needs to crash, I get him into bed and curl up next to him. I need to find out what's going on. I've made up my mind. We need to see him. Only he will know.

Author's Note:

Hey I can't believe I'm at chapter three already. I love writing this story. It fills me with love for what I can create and build. I needed a story to make me fall in love with writing again. I had a hard time last year and I began to only like writing poems. Everything else was too much. Too many things were connected with people I didn't want think about. I might rewrite my other stories if anyone ends up reading this one. Eventually I will be able to finish a story. Maybe soon maybe not. Please be patient with me as I discover my love for writing again.

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