Chapter XX: Awakening (Part 2)
Her face lit up when I recognized her. "Flavio--"
My face darkened.
"--Who the fuck do you think you are, huh, ragazza?"
///Reader's PoV///
Huh?
Why is Flavio mad?
I...tried to comfort him, didn't I?
I felt dumbfounded. I said what I had to say, didn't I? He was succumbing to his negative thoughts, so I shed light to help him look at things in a more positive way.
What was wrong with that?
"I...don't get it..." I blurted out. "I'm here to help you. If you're feeling down, I'm here."
"I DON'T NEED YOUR GODDAMN HELP, RAGAZZA!" Flavio angrily shouted as he pushed me away from him. "I DON'T NEED YOUR PITY. I DON'T NEED YOUR COMFORT. THIS IS ABOUT ME, NOT YOU!"
I tried to read his emotions, but it was all over the place.
I've played the game, watched how it all played out... I knew the characters. I've read wikis, fanfics...every possible source of knowledge I had on these Hetalia characters...
I was supposed to know what to do.
What to say.
How to act.
How to feel.
But that wasn't all there was to it.
"Ragazza, if you thought that you knew everything about me, think again. If you thought you knew how to console me, think again. If you thought you knew how excruciating things are for me right now, think again!" Flavio grabbed the collar of my shirt.
Just because I thought I knew everything about them, doesn't mean I can help them solve all their problems.
Even if they were fictional characters in my reality, they're as much as a human as I am right now.
They're unpredictable.
They're sensitive.
They're...confused, scared, sad....
"I'm different from the Flavio Vargas you knew from your world. I'm the real deal. This me---this version of me, is who I really am." He let go of me. "Do you think I'm some pansy that needed flowery words to feel better? Was the me portrayed in your world that weak?"
We won't ever know their whole story, no matter how long we've known them. There will always be a side of them that you will never know or understand.
"Why does every one think that they know us--that they understand us?!" Flavio's trembling hands ran through his golden hair as he slumped down against the wall. "My counterpart, those First Players...and you." He glared at me with crimson orbs, his angered expression tinted with sadness...and fatigue. "I'm tired, (Name)...I'm really tired."
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FanfictionYou've watched the videos, played the games, and have known how it all plays out... But what if you were part of it? What if you were given the chance to be with your favourite Hetalia characters...but at a cost of being with them in...HetaOni? ...
