Who? (2p Canada x reader)

Cry

Getting into the car I buckled my seatbelt. Matt sat next to me staring out the window while Arthur sat in the driving seat. "Does he have to come" he rudely stated staring through the rear mirror. Tuting I nodded "yes don't be so rude". He sighed and started the car. We were heading home, it made my stomach drop and heart flutter. The car drove down a familiar Street and I couldn't help but tense."Are you ok?" matt asked. To be fair his voice was relaxing considering I hadn't hear it for most of the day. He doesn't seem to good with new people. Replying with a small nod I stared at the house approaching trying to calm my jittery nerves. The car haulted on the drive. Everything was quite. Excitement washed over me unbuckling myself I jumped from the car. It's been 3 years all I wanted to do was hug them. Running to a door like a child I Flung open the door, two familiar faces peered at me from the living room. Shock laced there features. Their faces seemed to have aged some gray hairs here and there. I couldn't move both their eyes on me I couldn't sense any emotions. No words feel from their mouths. "Honey I think I'm imagining things again..." my mother mumbled bringing her hand to her head. "I see it too" he smiled glancing at me. "(F/N)" he spoke I was about to draw closer feeling slightly at ease.

My mother's face turned sour quickly "Get Out Of My House! "She screamed
My hopes plummeted. She was crying "Get out Devil" she shrieked pointing at me. I backed away my farther signaled me to leave. Leaving the door I was met with a frowning brother. "I'm sorry" Arthur pulled me into a hug. What's wrong... I couldn't help but tear up. "W-what's..." I mumbled "She blamed herself when you went missing she develope depression, to a point were she started hallucinating you were here, she had to get help but it only made her loathe those hallucinations and you" he explained letting me go. "I'm sorry" he frowned deeply. hiccuping wouldn't stop as I tried to calm my tears. What have I done. "Come on let's go for a walk" Matt gripped at my shoulder. Not rasing my head I followed him, pointing to the park nearby he lead me there while I sobbed.

All my hopes I'd been building up had vanished. I'd destoryed my mother's mental state to the point were she despised my existence. Taking a seat on the swing I whiped at my eyes. Why did I leave... "Hey..." lifting my head I looked over to Matt who'd taken the seat next to me on the sqeaky metal swing. "Sorry I shouldn't have made you come here" his voice was so low. "No... It's fine... I'm fine" I gave a shaky smile but couldn't stop my tears. "Chickadee please
don't lie" he stood up an held out his arms. All I wanted was comfort. I stood up and hugged at his waist. My tears started falling again. His arm held me in a he stroked at my hair even though he was trying to comfort me all it did was make me want to get rid of all of my tears. If I cried enough it might just all become numb.

(Here day late I know but what ye goanna do aye?)