If this was a Movie: Not a Simple Hetalia Fanfiction

Chapter 19 : On My Own

And my thoughts fly apart.

Oh, what the bloody hell was happening to me? The last minute I was sleeping in his arms, then now I found myself lying on the cold, hard ground. I checked my watch, it was already 11 in the morning. My body and soul were in Hong Kong, in the present when I am in my teenage.

It was a hot summer day in Hong Kong. I wobbly got off from the bed, then walked to get freshen up myself. Swiftly, I got back into work as school is getting close.

After finishing the schoolwork, I laid on the bed and started to think. My eyes closed once again.

Eyes open. Nothing I could see.

When I fluttered my eyelids, I moved my head around. The only thing I could see was the whiteness of the ceiling; the only thing I could feel was the softness of the mattress; the only thing I could hear was the ringtone of my phone, and which was put at the far end of the bed.

I was at the same room, as before I slept.

I crawled to the phone, the checked the date and time. It is still at a nice late summer day, the same day as before I dozed. I opened the curtains, looked out from the window; the sun was still shining high; the waters flow as usual; and me, still being in my own room, safe and sound.

I tried to hypnotise myself, putting myself I to dreams again; but then when my eyelids fluttered open, I'm still at the same place, no Francis, no wedding rings... the only thing I can see was that Hetalia France figure which I bought months ago.

Nothing more could be seen; nothing more could be felt.

It's over.
Really, everything is over.

And I am all alone again.

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I questioned myself, "what have I done? sweet Jesus, what have I done? Everything... it's over, isn't it?"

Over these days, I was shifting between the virtual and the reality. I experienced an adventure between the two universes. I met Matthew, Leon, Jason, Ludwig, Michelle, Lien, Alfred, Lucille... and the most important, Francis. It was a great pleasure to meet all my favourite characters, or even... fall in love with one of them. This must be only happened once in a lifetime, and would never be forgotten.

But was that a blessing? Or a torture to my lonely soul?

Red, blue used to be my favourite colours; but now, I hated to see it. I felt my soul on fire when I saw red; I felt lonely when I saw blue.

I have fallen into the world of red and black, the colour of desire and the colour of despair.

I am pretending. I am acting, acting like I had never cared. It was only an err in my mind so that I can see him. This I swear, it's only an illusion...

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After a minute of thoughts, I decided to put them away and continued my work. When I looked at the window again, the sun was following the ecliptic, sinking towards the horizon. At that time, my schoolwork was nearly done, thus I thought of having a stroll after finishing my work tomorrow.