There was another world meeting today. It was proceeding as usual. France and England got into another fight and America screamed about something random. Germany was finally losing his temper and yelled at the to calm down. The meeting started and the notations presented their ideas. Italy sat quietly, his eyes half opened as he watched the presentations intently. He patiently waited for his turn to speak. The topic was on climate change and global warming. Italy had a lot to say about this and actually had a presentation. Soon it would be his turn to speak. Taiwan finished her presentation and sat down. Italy got ready to be called up, his stupid grin already in place.
He started to stand when Germany called out "China your turn". Italy sat back down.
He didn't show how much that had hurt him or how sad he was when he was skipped. Instead he shut his eyes and smiled.。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。
After the meeting Italy rushed home. He dropped his things and ran to the bathroom. His eyes wide and glistening with tears as he frantically searched for the comfort of his blade.
He sighed in relief when he found the shining blade. He quickly pulled up his sleeve and started cutting.
One
Two
Three
Four
He counted as he continued to cut watching with satisfaction as the bright red blood dripped down his pale skin.
Ten
Eleven
Twelve
Thirteen.
Time to stop he thought. He put the now red blade down and turned on the sink. He ran his arm under the water. The cool drops slid dove his arm washing away the blood. He turned the water off and bandaged his arm. He stared at his reflection hating what he saw. He turned around and threw an towel over the mirror. Then left the bathroom.
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Hey guys! Sorry I haven updated in so long I have had some serious writers block. Anyway I do not own hetalia ( if I did getita would be cannon). Thank you for the support and if you have any suggestions shoot me a message and I'll see what I can do!
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