'Today's the day I'll finally do it.' I thought as I stared at the blade in my hand.

I slowly brought the blade to my wrist. My hand was shaking, I was scared, biting my lip, I shook my head, "No, I have to do this. I have to get them to remember me," I whispered.

With shaking hands, I pressed the metal to my wrist, placing pressure on it until blood began to seep out of my arm. I then raked it across my skin, pain now surged throughout my arm, a smile appearing on my face as tears began to flow down my cheeks. It made me feel alive. The feeling of the blade making its way across felt so good yet painful at the same time.

When the blade began to cut through air, I lifted it off my wrist and looked at the cut. Blood quickly poured out of it at a steady pace. Slowly, I brought the blade back up to my wrist. I cut over and over again. After awhile, I didn't feel the pain anymore. All I felt was the never ending adrenaline. The blood slowly, slid down my arm. I was starting to get dizzy. The room began to spin around me. I did my best to steady myself, placing the hand that held the knife on the floor to keep me from falling over.

Then, a loud banging sound was coming from downstairs. Someone was knocking on the door.

"Yo dude, its me open the door." I froze

'America? What's America doing here?' I thought.

"Dude open up it's freezing out here."

'No, I have to ignore him.' I thought, as I lifted my arm back up and began to cut my wrist again.

After a few more moments my vision began to blur. I tried to keep myself up, but failed, dropping the blade as I fell.

"Dude, answer me. Hellooooo, are you even there?" My breathing was getting shallow, as I started to close my eyes.

"I'm coming inside," He said.

I heard the door open then close.

"Dude, are you home?"

I heard footsteps walking upstairs. The footsteps got closer and closer till the reached my door. Then a loud knocking came.

"Dude you in here," he said, opening it. A loud gasp came quickly after the door opened.

"M-mattie," Alfred whispered, standing in the doorway in shock.

My eyelids got heavier and heavier as time passed until finally I closed my eyes, not being able to keep them open any longer. This must of made Alfred snap out of his trance because I hear him yell my name and moments later I felt myself being picked up.

"Mattie come on wake up," he said as he lifted me up "Y-you gotta stay awake. Y-you can't leave me."

Then I felt myself slowly slip unconscious.

"Mmmmmm."

I opened my eyes groaning. The first thing I saw was a white ceiling. The ticking of a clock was all I heard in the quiet room. Sitting up I began to observe my surroundings.

"Wh-where a-am I?"

"Mmmmm Mattie." Looking over to the source of the voice I turned to see America sleeping at my side.

"A-alfred?"

"Please wake up." My eyes eyes widened.

'He wants me to wake up?!'

"I see that you're awake, Mr. Williams." A voice said.

I jumped a bit, startled. I turned to look at the source of the voice. There, standing in the doorway was a tall man with jet black hair and piercing purple eyes. His face showed no emotion, he wore a long white coat and had a clipboard held in his hands.

"Wh-who are y-you," I asked.

Walking towards me he lifted up the clipboard and began to flip through the papers.

"I am your doctor, Dr. Akabane," he said, his eyes still looking at the papers.

"Mattie." I looked back at Alfred to see him sitting up, one of his hands rubbing his eye.

"A-alfred."

Alfred's eyes widened as he stared at me, the sleep in his eyes disappearing.

"Y-you're awake," Alfred said, tearing up.

I felt myself strong arms wrap around as sobs heard throughout the room. My shoulder began to get a bit damp as tears slid down my brothers face and landed on me.

"I-I'm so glad you're awake. Mattie," Alfred whispered, burying his face in the crook of my neck.

I was shocked at his words. Does he actually care about me?

'No, he's probably acting!'

I pushed him away.

"Wh-why d-did you c-come…?"

"What do you mean, bro," Alfred said, confused.

I glared at him.

"Wh-why did y-you s-save m-me? Y-you don't e-even c-care a-about m-me..."

He stared at me in shock, he opened his mouth to speak, but quickly shut it.

It looked like he was trying to choose his words wisely. After awhile, he finally said something,

"Bro, I'm sorry. I didn't know you felt this way...".

I stared at him, he actually sounded like he was sorry.

'Does he really regret making me feel this way?'

'NO, DON'T LISTEN TO HIM!' A voice yelled inside my head.

"Mr. Jones, could you please leave for awhile. I need to talk to Mr. Williams in private."

I looked back to the doctor to see that he was finally done looking through the papers.

"But-"

"Mr. Jones, please leave the room," Dr. Akabane said, his emotionless face slowly turning into a glare.

Alfred quickly stood up and started heading towards the door. I could tell that he was afraid.

"I'll be back soon, Mattie," Alfred said before exiting the room.

Dr. Akabane turned to me, he glare gone and again emotionless.

"Mr. Williams, I'm going to ask you a few questions, okay?"

"O-okay," I said, nodding.

~A few minutes later~

"Ok, that will be all. I'll be back in a little while."

I nod as I watch him leave the room. I let out a breathe of relief that the doctor was finally gone.

'Hes so scary, he just kept staring' Matthew thought a shiver going down his spine 'His eyes were so cold. They were so much like Germany's, how scary.'

Matthews thoughts were interrupted when a man with sparkling blue eyes and wavy blonde hair burst through the door.

"P-papa."

As soon as our eyes met he immediately ran over to me and pulled me into his arms.

"Mon petit ange que tu vas bien POURQUOI Pourquoi tu ferais quelque chose comme ça mon ange"

I was shocked. "P-papa wh-why are y-you h-here?"

He stared at me with eyes full of tears.

"Mon petit ange, of course I would be here. I was very worried when I got told that my son was in the hospital. I got here as fast as I could." He said, with eyes full of tears.

"Matthew...Why would you do something like this in the first place?"

I stared at him in shock then said in a shaky voice, "P-papa I'm sorry I-I just th-thought n-no one c-cared a-about m-me anymore."

I could feel tears, rolling down my cheeks.

'How could I do this to him…?'

Then a voice yelled in my head, 'DON'T LISTEN TO HIM HE WILL ONLY FORGET YOU AGAIN!'

'W..who are you?'

'Me? Well, I'm you of course.'

'What do you mean?'

The voice laughed

'My name is Matt Williams, a.k.a 2p Canada''.

Before I could answer I heard America's voice, "YO DUDE, SORRY I COULDN'T GET BACK SOONER THE LINE AT MCDONALD'S WAS SUPER LONG!"

Papa scowled at him, then said, "Alfred, we do not need to hear your nonsense."

We talked for awhile until the doctor came and then he said to visit Dr. Sharron once a week to talk about the events that I was allowed to leave. Papa and America drove me home. We said our goodbyes, then they left.

'There's such fakers. Just wait, there going to forget you by tomorrow.' Matt said.

I stared down at the floor.

'Maybe you're right.'

'Of course, I'm right.'

I walked upstairs to my room, opened the door and then plopped down on my bed. I was about to go to sleep until I heard a tiny voice say, "Feed me person."

Hello guys bissy here hope you guys liked the first chapter and stuff. I tried to fix as many errors as possible and add more detail so yeah. Bissy out *le poof*