The book of Hetalia Shit

(GerIta) Broken Italy Pov.

*trigger warning I guess?*

Could you ever imagine me breaking down and shattering into pieces? Could you imagine me 'painting' on my wrists? Could you imagine the happy Italy falling to pieces just by a single word or action?

Probably not.

The mask that I have put on is too strong to break. The words have been sealed out a long time ago..... When I'm around others. When I'm alone it's a different story. The masks breaks and a crumble. My heart is not strong enough. I am weak.

Useless
Weak
Good for nothing
Selfish
Idiot

I place a knife on my wrist and press down. Blood forms in droplets. I slide the knife across my skin and a deep cut appears with more blood running down my arm. Tears run down my face.

Loser
Stupid
Dumb

I do I few more cuts on my wrist before hiding the evidence and quickly changing into my uniform. I wash my tear stained face and look at the time.

9:30am

Shit I'm late.

This always seems to be my daily routine. Wake up, cut and I'm late for training. I mostly skip breakfast which is why I have little energy for training. I try. But I always seem to mess up somehow.

*time skip to training*

"ITALIA RUN FASTER"

I increase my pace and try not to fall over. Tears threaten to fall from my eyes as thoughts come into my head. This doesn't help my breathing as my throat closes up and I gasp for breath. The lack of oxygen makes my whole body week but I will my legs to go on.

If you stop now you will just prove that your the weak Italy that everyone thinks you are.

I run even faster my breathing quickens as my throat closes up even more. Tears stream down my face. I wipe them off.

"Italy?" I voice from behind me calls. I Ignore it and keep running. I'm starting to feel dizzy from the lack of oxygen.

"ITALY" calls the voice once more. I ignore it once more. I don't want Germany to see me cry. Maybe from the lack of oxygen or energy my legs finally give out from under me and I collapse. I wait to feel the impact of the hard ground but none come. I fall into a pair of strong arms that lift me up.

"Italy, you shouldn't push yourself"

I hide my face with my hands to stop Germany seeing my tear stained face. I'm glad Japan's not here.

"Vhats wrong Italy?" I here the soft voice of the German man. Everything is wrong. Everything.

Your life is perfect. How is everything wrong you selfish brat.

Germany sighs. "Italy, please talk to me" he puts me on a bench and I crunch up into a ball putting my face on my knees

"I-I can't" I reply

"You just did" I can sense a smile on his lips even though he's worried.

"Fuck off" I say. I don't want Germany here. I wanna cut myself and I don't want him to see. Germany is quite taken a back by my sudden swearing but he won't give up.

"No. Tell me what wrong." He commands.

I start to sob again. Why do I have such good friends when I'm a bad person? I shouldn't. Not me. Never me. He sits next to me and awkwardly hugs me. I lift my head purposely keeping my eyes closed and burry my head into his chest.

"W-why are you my friend?" I asked ignoring his command.

"Vhat do you mean?" He answers back. " you are the most cheerful, happiest, carefree person in the world! Vhy vouldn't I be your...... friend?"

"But I'm weak and useless. I can't do anything right." I murmur

He pulled me off him and stared at me. "How can you say that Italy? You are the best thing thats happened to me."

I opened my eyes in shock revealing my hazel orbs. Me? The best thing that's happened to him? He stared into my eyes and I knew he wasn't lying.

"What? Me? The best thing?" I said before I could stop myself.

His cheeks turned pink "Ja, I-I love your smile and everything"

This was confusing me. Germany never said he loved someone straight out. Did he like me? "Are you ok Germany? You would never say something like that out loud."

His blush grew "it's true. I love you."

He bent down and placed an awkward kiss on both of my cheeks. A greeting of some sorts I had shown him when we first met before planting his lips onto my own. I froze not daring to move. He sensed this and pulled away.

"I'm sor-" I didn't hear the rest of it for I had already run away.

Sorry for my shit writing

I had an idea. Then my parents took my iPad away but I still wanted to finish it off so I continued the next day.

If ya want a part two just comment cause I might or might not. It depends.

SwissRoll Otaku out!