I'm Fine

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The whole day was a blur to him. But nothing more than this moment.

Fists were flying towatrds him, fet were kicking him. He didn't know what limbed belonged to who, or if any of them were actually his own. All he knew was the pain.

It finally ended. A cry shouted out from down the hall and footsteps could be heard making there way rapidly towards them.

The people hurting him ran off, too scared of who it may be. Arthur Kirkland wondered too, who it was. He lifted his head, immediatly catching the bright blue eyes of the man who had saved him. Or, that's probably what the man thought.

"Are you alright?" The man, Arthur believed his name was... Francis? Yes, Francis.

Arthur stirred and stood up. "I'm fine." He half-whispered. The truth was, he wanted them to keep it up. He wanted them to kill him, if only accidently. He was tired of this world.

"No." The deep, accented voice of Francis cut off his thoughts. "You are not okay."

Arthur turne to him in shock. No one. No one had ever told him that. No one had cared that much, to openly point out his lie.

Why? Why did Francis care? What had Arthur ever done for him?

Nothing. Arthur had never done anything for him.

"Why do you care?" Arthur asked him, tears threatening to spill.

"Because, you need someone. Someone who will watch over you, and protect you from that."

"I didn't need protection, though."

Francis let out a sad laugh.

"But we all do, mon ami."


A/N: Woo! Under 300 words, but barely. I wrote this for liz-iz-awesome on Tumblr, with the prompts "I'm Fine, fruk, angst" and as a challenge it had to be under 300 words. So! Hope you liked it! Back to my other fics, I guess.

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