Depressed Italy x Germany

IV

Italy's pov

I awoke once again to a big bright light. I felt better and everything was less painful. I expected Germany to be here, but I didn't see him anywhere. Seeing him nowhere made me kind of sad.

I sat up slowly. A few seconds later, a nurse came in the room. "Ah I see you're awake. Are you feeling better?" The nurse said. "Y-yes." I replied back. "A friend of yours is coming to visit , just so you know. I'm just here to check up on you."

"I-I see.. ok." I nervously said. The nurse then gave me breakfast which was pasta and a cup of water and then she left. After a while, the door to my room opened again and in came Germany. At the sight of him, I felt a little happier. "Italy.." He said as he started coming closer and gave me a gentle hug. After that small reunion, he humbly sat on a chair.

"Anyways, Italy.. I wanted to talk to you about something." Germany said. Oh no, is it about my arm? "Yesterday, I saw you standing on the ledge of a bridge." He added. What did he mean? I didn't stand on the ledge of the bridge. "And then.. I saw you jump as if you wanted to die. And so.... why? Why didn't you say anything to me? Why?" Germany said. What? What? Did he not see Holy Rome? "I-I... but I didn't jump. I saw a friend that I adored long ago and-and I followed him to some bridge but then he jumped off and I tried to save him." I tried to explain to Germany. "Italy... are you okay? There was no one there besides you." He started to worry. I put my hand against my face, trying to remember the incident. Holy Rome really was there, or was I imagining things? And I really did try to save him, of course I would. Maybe Germany was just imagining things.. yeah.

"G-Germany, I'm sure you're just imagining things." I reassured him. "No.. you really did jump on your own. And aside from that, why did you jump?"

"I tried to save him..." I replied. "What do you mean? No one was there." Germany commented. This is making me really confused. "Can we... avoid this subject?" I asked Germany. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Sigh.... Ok Italy." Germany replied. After that, there was a moment of comfortable silence. Finally, the silence was broken by Germany's voice. "Hey, why are there bandages on your arm? I thought you only fell from a bridge..?" He asked me. Oh so he doesn't know about it. "Don't worry Germany! I just tripped and fell on a hard brick floor and scraped my arm before arriving at the bridge! Hehe.." I smiled it off. "I see... I'm glad it's not something serious like.." He trailed off, not wanting to say the last word.

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