America x suicidal Canada

France

Canada's POV
     When I got home was the only time I felt safe. I ran into my fathers arms crying everyday and I tell him everything that happens and he hears me out. "Dad I don't want to live Anymore" those words struck his heart and I regretted saying it. "Canada no don't think like that" he told me as I cried loudly into his chest. He hugged me and gave me kisses on my head. "I love you" I told him "jeta'ime Matthew" he called me by my human name as I fell asleep in his arms.
   ~the next day~
     I did what I normally do. I got ready and waited for America to pick me up. "Hey dude" he told me as he put his arm around me and walked to school with me. I love him so much I want to tell him but I can't.