Chapter 5: getting out

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Britten decided it would be foolish to waste time like that, so he opens the door then walks down the steps. He searches around Canada's house for the crazy man. He hears foot steps around the corner... Again. But it wasn't him, it was France. England showed a face of disgust, being disappointed not to see the killer. "Why the hell are you stalking me?! Get out of my way!" France smirked while Britten frowned. "That killer your looking for is right behind you." Britten was surprised France knew what he was looking for and turned around. He saw the killer with a gun, Britten dropped the gun and put his hands in the air. The killer had his crazy smile on... Britten knew it was completely hopeless. He closed his eyes and tightened his lips together, He heard the gun shoot... But he didn't feel any pain. He opened his eyes to see France on the ground with a blood stain. "What an idiot!" Britten looked back up to see the killer gone... He kneeled on the ground to see if France was still alive, knowing that he Owens him for saving his life, and almost feeling bad. "F-France, you still there?" Tears started to fill his eyes, he never wanted him to 'literally' die. Francis slowly turned around. "Your welcome." France struggled to talk. "You bastard!" France felt a tear drop onto his face, he knew it wasn't the rain because it was warm. France pulled Britten down touching their lips together. Britten didn't really mind, knowing that he might never see him again. Their Tongues touched, when suddenly France stopped moving. Britten hung his head down, crying trying to suck it up.

BAD ENDING.

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