Searching, A Hetalia Fan Fic

Searching

I looked at Arthur with wide eyes.

Oliver laughed, a high pitched sound that broke through the tension like shattering glass.

"This is delicious!"

England and I continued to look at each other.

"Well, go claim your prize.", Allan said with a sneer. Arthur moved towards me and snapped a hand cuff around my wrist with the other end around his.

Do you know what it's like to have the trust you had in someone who meant something to you taken away?

It's like dying over and over again, slowly.

The world shatters around your ears and you lose everything.

The one question just repeats itself, over and over again:

Why?

"How else would I deserve you?", Arthur murmured softly.

Tears slipped from my eyes, running down the side of my face.

"My dad is dead and it's your fault!", I hissed, pulling my brave face on. England looked as though he had been stabbed through the heart.

I didn't care.

The other countries were dragged to there feet and loaded onto a plane. Arthur dragged me behind him.

He sighed and then put on a determined face. Spinning to face me, Arthur said,

"I would do it all again if I could only have your love."

I looked into his eyes, Searching.

Searching for the man I once knew.

But, there was no one to be Found.