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a snapped hetalia fanfiction.
SHADOWS (on the walls)
"smile..."
it was on repeat in his head. every second he heard that same word, over and over. the black world around him was scaring him into the corner he could never find. but that shadow still showed up in a bright white light, like a angel to save him, and yet it always attacked him.
"smile..."
on repeat, he wanted to scream. his body was stiff from fear, frozen as the metal clicked against his head, and he shouted. memories faded, and the world shunning him. he could see it, feel it, taste it and even hear it now.
"wake up..."
"smile..."
wake up? a new track, was he remembering something else. his whole body screamed as he forced something to move. he had to move, he could hear them whispering about him.
"no! stop that, he's moving, look!"
mattie? was he really hear, after all he, alfred f. jones, had said. it was a pain that his brother was fighting. fighting for him. wait... the beeping.
"smile..."
"stop it! he's awake!"
alfred felt his eyes open to the world slowly. light was something he expected, but the dark room around him was something he never expected. his breath hitched.
mattie was bandaged up pretty well. he had white wraps around his hands and his left eye. something about this was not right in alfed's eyes- eye. apparently he had something close to what mattie had.
oepning his lips, he saw the smile light his brother's face. the door to the room was close, but the second it open, it set the light dancing around his brother, shadowing him and letting the shadow of mattie cross the back wall.
"smile..."
alfred tried to move, but his brother tilted his head, curious. but alfred did not know. the walls lit up in seconds, walking into the room was england and france, there eyes worried.
but alfred's one good eyes turned to his brother who was smiling more. alfred watched as his brother moved closer, the white bandages around his brother's hands, upper body and covering his left eye were stained red now.
"your lucky... matthew was around when his bear attacked you. you could of.. of-"
"oui! oh alfred, l'amour is true... oh moi .. moi..."
"i'm sorry alfred..."
arthur and francis moved out of the room, fighting over what they were going to do now. but the eye of a purpled eyed shy canadian stared hard on into alfred's blue one.
"smile..."
staring back with that one blue eye, alfred watched as his brother raised bandaged hands and with a gentle movement the bandage was removed from his face.
alfred watched the bandages fall to the floor and stared up into the black socket where a purple iris used to stare back at him. but it wasn't the eye missing that shocked him, but the fact that his brother was smirking.
"an eye, for an eye."
and he laughed. but alfred moved back in the bed, raising bandaged hands to defend himself as his brother lanched forward. anger in that one purple eye.
alfred felt the bandage around his head fall loose and his other eyelid flew open and the world filled in and he felt the frown on his face before he knew he did it. his brother was smirking.
raising a small mirror, alfred stared at his mixed eyes and then up at his brother as he stepped back and slowly removed the hand bandages, showing mangled pieces of skin.
alfred removed his own, against his better wishes and his frown grew more as he stared at the near perfectly smoothed hands and when his eyes turned up to meet his brother, he saw the soft smile fading.
"smile..."
alfred bolted up in the bed and watched his brother tilt his head and frown a sad frown and it rose into a sad smile as his brother grasped his brother's hand and alfred watched.
shock was first as he saw his brother's tears rolling down the cheek and his brother's visiblity start to shake. alfred felt the small hand becoming a misty oder and soon, matthew was gone altogether.
"MATTHEW!"
"smile..."
alfred screamed louder and louder for his brother to come back. he heard the doctors as they tried to sudate him, he saw his father and step-father try to calm him down. but he screamed for his brother. he screamed, shouted, threw things.
"smile..."
"no."
he hissed to the voice that told him to smile. he would never, so he forced a darker frown on his face as he sat blinking his blue and purple eye. his hatred for the world around him grew with each day that he sat in his bed.
"smile..."
"Leave me ALONE!"
he shouted to the room, his body moving to wards the door as he opened it. the hallways were empty, and he was wearing jeans and a t-shirt now anyways. his whole body stiffen when he heard footsteps.
"smile..."
mattie was just down the hallway, waving for him to follow. alfred felt the light burn in him as he bolted down the hallway and turning down the next hall. his whole body tensing when mattie walked through the door to his left.
turning his head from left to right he entered the room's door and froze. his whole body screamed for him to run, but his eyes were locked.
"smile, for me alfred..."
alfred turned his eyes to his brother's transparent body and saw the sad eye looking at him with hope, and wonder. alfred looking at his brother's body touched the hand and held it lightly.
"smile..."
alfred felt a tear at his eye and a small smile ran from one corner of his mouth to the other and his body started to shack as sobs were ripped from him. he felt the hand in his hand twitch and the voice touched him softly.
"alfred..." "mattie!"
his loud voice must of been the annoucement, cause a nurse opened the door and told him he had to return to his room. but alfred held on.
"smile for me alfred."
"any time mattie... i'm the hero."
"you sure are..."
alfred watched his brother smile and alfred gave him a brighter smile.
"doctor! he's awake!"
alfred turned to see the nurse waving down the doctor and alfred crawled onto the bed, watching as his brother stiffly moved out of the way to accept the hug his brother was giving him.
"smile..."
and alfred did.
okay so this is a bit confussing... o.o i felt the need to do this okay. like have them get into a fight and mattie needs alfred to wake up and save him. basically needing a hero to wake him up.