(France's POV)
I got home and slammed my keys on the table, and wiped my hand against my hot forehead. I breathed out and opened my eyes to notice Arthur standing in front of me. He was pale and his lips trembling. His bright green eyes red with tears that I saw that still hadn't dried from when he had cried them. I didn't cry, but narrowed my eyes and waited for him to do something. I wanted to forgive him; I did..
He took a step towards me and fell into my arms. I welcomed his hug and held his head softly, letting him rest it on my shoulder. We didn't talk for a long time; we didn't want to ruin the moment. He finally broke the silence as he sobbed.
"I-I am s-so sorry. I-I love y-y-you... I n-need you, Fra-" His voice was muffled in my shoulder but I just held him tighter
"I don't want to talk.. I just want to hold you.." I interrupted and whispered to him
(( Okay random note here but who else just noticed that I randomly switched to using the human names instead. I just noticed...))
He breathed out and kept his arms wrapped around me
"I'm so sorry...." He mumbled
"Don't be. It wasn't your fault.." I replied. He let go and quickly stepped backwards, blushing again.
"How can you say that?! Francis, how can you say that?! Of course it was my fault! I-I....." He yelled, tearing streaming down his red cheeks
"Arthur-" I started
"Let me finish! You can't say that it is not my fault! It certainly isn't.... yours..." He paused and fell onto the sofa
"Well maybe it was my fault that I had to be cheated on!" I couldn't stop the words as they left my mouth.
"What?...." His face crumpled
"You are just like the rest of them! Spare me the pity.." I shouted at him.
"You know what?! It's so fucking ironic that the country of love can't even accept that someone loves him! Maybe when you die, you'll finally realise the pain that I have to go through when you are hurting yourself and you don't return my love! Have fun dying..." He screamed back. I stormed into my room and punched the wall again
Well, look where you got yourself now..
François! Shut up!
Are you going to let me take over now?... I really would like to show everyone else the... inner Francis..
Inner?
Yes.... inner...
You aren't my inner self... My inner self would never be someone like you...
As soon as you are gone.. I can start
Start what?
Oh mon dieu... I'm a 2p! What do you think that I do?!
Don't you dare do anything to my fri-
Your friends? Was that what you were going to say?
François....
Haha! They aren't your friends...
Shut up
Face it... I'm the only person who is willing to talk with you. No one else wants to be within your groping distance
....
Exactly, now are you going to do it?
I don't know
Take them and let biology do the rest, oui?
I lost it and fell onto my bed sobbing. I didn't know if Arthur was still there but I hoped that he wasn't. I didn't want to see him. All I wanted now was to grab that bloody box and shove as many of those pills down my throat to get it all over with.
((*sob sob sob* Okay, next one is my last chapter, so I'm going to make it quite long, rather than doing it in really short chapters. Enjoy!))
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FanfictionI can't ignore the voices in my head France. Pervert. Rapist. I hear those names too often I want this all to be over It will be worth it (Triggers: Self harm, suicidal thoughts (I haven't decided yet))