Of course this is all going to be in Spain/Antonio's POV so yeah this is more or less a kinda epilogue or something. Whatever the name of the continuation. Anyway, here it is.
Years have passed ever since that one fateful night full of despair, since the incident. I have probably hated myself ever since then but even though there were many thoughts of suicide and self harm I didnt do any of it. I didnt because I knew Lovino would not want me to and I will do anything for him. Feli and the others have tried to comfort me through it all but still I cant take my mind off him. Life isn't the same without him and it will never be.
Every year I went to Lovino's grave, I would talk to his grave as if he was never dead at all. It always felt like he was here with me, either by my side, holding my hand or even kissing my cheek. I know I sound crazy but nothing stopped me from changing the things I did.
Today was a cold winter morning, today wasn't a special day but I felt the need to go visit his grave. The sky was dark since the grey clouds covered the shining sun, snow was all around. It was up in the trees, on the ground, more importantly over the gravestones.
I got on my knees and wiped the snow off the gravestone and it read Lovino Vargas. I placed a bunch of flowers on his grave as tears formed in my eyes.
I stayed there for hours talking to him about what was going on with his brother and other things about my life.
"Si but anyway...ever since you left I havent played guitar...or laughed much at all.." Suddenly a bunch of snow from a tree branch above fell on me. "Brr!" I brush the snow off me and I smile a bit "Fusososo Lovino you prankster you got me again...." I started to cry and I wiped my eyes quickly. "I miss you so much..."
((Sorry for such a short update ;-; ))
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Hetalia One-Shots
FanficI have mental issues I know it now. This is how you know I need Jesus. Some cute, some sad , and a bit of smut Im sure
