Firm, soft, scent of maple? Am I laying on Matt? Why is everything dark? Where's Boo Boo? Questions won't get me anywhere. But those voices, they were so old. So distant. That thing... that Being is dangerous. Allen was right, some of the dark matter from my last fight must have seeped into my skin. Heh, I bet goody-two-shoes Olivine doesn't have to deal with things like this.
"Olivia..."
Why is she so perfect? Olivine is so perfect. Fucking flawless. Perfect child. Chosen one. What about me? Why am I so... colorless? Olivine has rainbows for eyes! But me? My eyes speak of the devil. No normal person has red eyes. People run from red eyes. So why do I have them? Why am I cursed with something that draws attention for the wrong reasons? It's not fair!
"Olivia..."
It's not fair... it's not fair. People love her because she's so nice. She only wants to help people. She's such a Mary-fucking-Sue. Olivine this, Olivine that...
But she's the better half, I shouldn't have been born. Wouldn't it be better if I left? All her problems would go away. I'd just be forgotten as usual... as usual.
"Olivia!"
After all, the boy with blue hair loved her from the start. No one ever loved me then, why would they now? I have nothing to offer them. I shouldn't be here... I shouldn't be here...
I should have died then... I should have died then...
"Oi! Olivia!" Matt's voice broke through my walls.
My mind opened the scene. Matt was sitting in my bed, propping me up against him as he read one of his books. Boo Boo stayed at my window in hopes for catching the voice we previously heard.
My heart raced, my mind remained hazy, my breathing tried to gain a steady rhythm. I buried myself into his manly frame. He placed a hand on the back of my head as I tried to calm down.
"Olivia, you were talking in your sleep. Is this why you haven't woken up?" He pulled back my hood.
"Haven't woken up?" I repeated.
"Yeah, Ollie was worried about you since you suddenly fell unconscious for a few days."
I pressed the home button on my phone to see that the date had changed. It has been three days. Three days since the voice spoke to me.
"Did your boyfriend give that to you?" He motioned towards my new phone.
"Yeah, he did-- Kuro is not my boyfriend," I gave him a serious expression.
"You two looked close. Plus," he shifted our positions, "he was defensive of you when Allen confronted him. Allen is only like that when someone finds a relationship before he does."
I took that into consideration to understand him a bit better. Allen has been hostile ever since Kuro came along. I thought it was because of jealousy since Kuro did sneak off with me once. Let alone the fact that I'm relatively new to the family.
"Olivia?" Matt stopped me from drifting off, "Are you okay? You seem a little... depressed."
"What do you mean?" My face snuggled into his chest as he placed the book on my nightstand.
"You were talking in your sleep... I'm here if you want to talk about it," he brushed the hair out of my face.
My body froze, "How much did you hear?"
"Bits and pieces, here and there. I heard that you're not fond of this 'Olivine' and that you feel 'colorless'. Those things have been bothering you these past three days. Haven't they?" He inferred.
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That's The World?!『A Hetalia FanFic』
FanficMemories of a past life, voices in my head, and a world of war and family awaiting me. Am I ready for this? People have my back, but I will have to eventually fight to protect them. For now, I'll enjoy my time here, until the voices get the better o...