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England hadn't visited for a week and America was losing hope, he was much paler than before and he had lost lots of weight. He knew he wouldn't last much longer, he wanted to see England before he died. The doctors had recently told him that he only had a week left at the most and he accepted that.
England walked into Americas hospital room feeling guilty, he had been so busy with paper work and meetings.
"I'm sorry I haven't been here, I've been so busy lately" England said. America nodded slightly.
"I can't hold on much longer, I'm going to die soon" America said sadly, his blue eyes dull and drained of life.
"I won't let you die! Not after you became my brother again!" England cried, he sat next to Americas bed and held his hand, it was cold and boney.
"The doctors told me I have a week left at the most. Keeping me alive would be cruel, my vision is getting more blurred with each passing day and everything tastes the same. I'm in pain, England" the American said, tears running down his pale face.
"I can fix you! Turn you back to the way you were before, even if you hate me!" England cried, he didn't want to lose his brother, he couldn't lose him.
"You say that as if it's a bad thing" America looked at him, deeply hurt.
"No, it's just before, you hated me and wanted me dead but I would rather that than lose you" England said quietly.
"I didn't hate you England" America said and started to cough blood, England called the nurse and was swiftly told to exit the room. England waited for an hour before he was let back in, America looked worse than before, England knew that he would die but he couldn't accept that. America was one of the only things he had left in this world.
"Your going to be okay America" England said, he knew it was a terrible lie. America trembled and shook, his eyes were glazed and sad.
"England..." America choked out.
"You can't die! If you die so will I!"
"No...stay, Canada will need you..." Americas voice was getting quieter.
"But it'll be too hard" England said, his eyes full to the brim with tears.
"England, I have been suffering since the world meeting, when you said that one little comment. It broke me...I wanted to die..." England couldn't believe what he was hearing, America had remembered all the things he had said, it broke England's heart even more.
"I was stupid. I didn't mean a word of it"
"You did mean it, I remember everything. My independence, the things you and the others said, the spells, the wars. I know you lie when you say you didn't mean it, because you did. If you were my big brother you wouldn't lie about those kind of things. I can't live with the memories of what you've done to me" with those last words America reached to the tubes in his arms and pulled them out, wincing as his heartbeat slowed down rapidly and his body closed down.
"No! You can't fucking do this!" England screamed, frantically trying to re-attach the wires "your my little brother! Why can't you forgive me! Please!" Tears were flowing like a waterfall out of England's poisonous green eyes.
"Tell everyone who Canada is..."Americas speech slowed down "I forgive you but...I can't live with knowing" Americas speech slowed down and he closed his eyes.
"A-America..." England stuttered, he blinked to clear the tears from his eyes. The frantic beeping of the life support machine signalled that America had took his last breath.
"Please...forgive me" England whispered as doctors took him out of the room and placed a sheet over Americas head. England cried silently as the other countries learned of the tragic news and came to comfort him, he didn't care, he wanted to be dead too. He had nothing now. Only memories.
His smile.
His laugh.
His cocky attitude and innocence.
England missed him so much already, and it would only get worse, he had to live with it forever, knowing his actions made this happen."I'm sorry America. Forgive me"
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Forgive Me ~Hetalia~
FanfictionA story that was inspired by some Hetalia role-play stuff with @mlphetalialuv America is sick of being mocked by everyone, including England, he can't believe that his big brother would be so mean. It drives him over the edge and he becomes cold and...