Why?
Why?
Why did I have to...
Why did I have to let this happen?
Let all of this happen?
Why did he have to die?
Why did that amazing man
That loud,
obnoxious
idiot
that I love so much
have to die?
And why did it have to be at my hands?
I killed him.
Oh god I killed him
How could I do this?
How could I let myself do such a thing?!
My best friend
My brother
My boyfriend
The only person who knew me, knew the real me
Dead
Gone
Bloodied, soiled, tarnished
And all at my hands
How could I let this happen?
He's gone
Just like my brother
Just like my friends
All of them are gone, flung around the room
Blood spattered all over
The reins of hell have been at work here
And through my hands
But why?
Why?
Why did it have to happen if he loved them?
What did happen?
Just flashes of red
Slices of a knife
Shots of a gun
Shouts of joy
And the suddenly death surrounded him
Why?
Why did they all die?
Why did he let himself be persuaded to kill them?
And all
for
one
loving
family
that can never love him now because they got caught in the fray.
Why?
He knelt over his body.
His best friend
His boyfriend
And he screamed a loud, anguished scream like nothing heard before
And as the knife once again drew blood
Penetrating his own skin like it was a final sheath
As he screamed again
But now in pain
He asked himself again
Why?
As he saw them
Waiting for him
Some smiling
Some not
All waiting for this monster that had killed them
And they embraced him
And he pushed away
And he allowed himself to die
In spirit too
Why?
Because he was insane.
He had finally cracked.
The cold
dark
masked country
was snapped by a man with a flame
And
Norway
Died
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Hetalia One Shots
Fanfiction!!Requests Open!! Just little one shots I write because it totally isn't cliche at all. These are literally just one shots. Some ships some not. Some random some not. Drunk Norge? Check Hilarious Fluffy Prucan? Check Angst and sadness? Check Italy...
