I'm Still Here... (Sad Hetalia Fanfic)

Chapter One

Gently clutching Kumajiro, Matthew stood in the back corner of the room, knowing no one would care if he was at this stupid party or not. Why'd Alfred have to throw this thing anyway? And why today? What even was the purpose of this thing again?! It frustrated him to no end, not that it mattered much though, his opinions were never shared nor heard.

Sighing, Matthew slowly made his way to the drinks and snacks table. Lain across an american flag table cloth, were a variety of sodas and greasy foods such as fries and burgers. Alfred must have set it up. Of course. Matt made his way to the kitchen in search of his fresh baked maple flavoured cookies, only to find nothing but crumbs of his favourite snack. Who could've eaten them? It certainly wasn't me... He thought. Did Al take them? Probably, it's just like him not to ask first.

Frustrated, he made his way back to the living room to interrogate Alfred about his missing cookies. Matt quickly found him dancing and singing along to "Party in the USA" in the middle of the room. Matt timidly tapped his shoulder. "A-Alfred? Have you seen my maple cookies?" Alfred simply kept singing, completely ignoring his question. *Sigh*, I expected that. Why would he actually answer me? He thought, and made his way upstairs to his room. He just hoped this stupid party would be over soon.

Matthew gently put Kuma on his bed, and flopped down beside him, making himself comfortable for sleep. "Who are you?" Kuma asked for the fifth time that day. Matt sighed and turned away. "I'm Matthew." He said, a hint of sadness escaping his voice.

Matt then tried to get some sleep, but had difficulty due to Al's loud music blaring downstairs. Dammit, can't he just turn it down? Or better yet, off? Annoyed, Matt looked over to Kuma, who had somehow managed to get to sleep. The maple loving boy slowly got up and made his way downstairs, clearly tired. He immediately spotted Al conversing with Arthur near the stereo, causing them to need to yell to hear each other.

He made his way over to Al and tapped his shoulder, actually causing him to turn around this time. Shocker! "H-Hey? Could you turn the music down please? I can't sleep..." He asked timidly. "Sorry! Can't hear ya through this rad music bro!" Alfred responded and turned back to talking to Arthur. "I-I said could you turn the music down?" Matt said, slightly louder. Alas, Alfred was no longer paying attention, and Matt had quickly reverted to being invisible again.

Giving up, Matt made his way up the stairs to retreat to his room. He carefully got back into bed, so as not to disturb Kuma, and let his mind wander.

Why can't they see me? I just want to be heard... Am I just not good enough? I hate this, I hate this! Why is Alfred so popular anyway? He isn't that great, he doesn't even see his own brother! Nor does anyone else though, no one sees me... Do they hate me? No, they can't even see me, they never even notice when I'm in the room. They probably don't even give me enough thought to hate me... I'm just that invisible...

With thoughts swirling in his head, Matthew closed his eyes, falling asleep as a single tear crawled down his cheek.