So there was a slight mention to Argentina's past in my other story ( 7 Days Of Glory) and I thought I would write one, so yeah you can read my other story if you want…. Although it's not a need to understand this.
Argentina POV
My past isn't what you'd call cheerful. I had mountains to overcome, and rivers to cross. All my life I constantly used people and things to relieve my stress, and I allowed it vice versa.
I'd be lying if I said I never overdid anything. I hit a rough patch , and stayed in that patch of pain for about 2 years, it was 2 years of me staying up nights drinking , bottle after bottle.
I didn't just medicate through alcohol, it was my love life as well.
I never had a relationship that truly left the bedroom.
Older countries took me to use.
I had always been described as a quick bridge. Something you only crossed when in a rush.
I'd never truly loved someone, but I certainly had the heart to. Love is what is left over after being in love. It is a true object of obsession, because not all achieve but those who do cherish it and lose themselves in it.
People never thought of me as one to love, just one to give love.
I stayed days in beds I didn't know, places I've never been, with people I never knew.
I'd wake up with bruises and marks everywhere.
People avoided me for weeks, Spain whom I consider a best friend of mine constantly said I need to seek help, but I never did because revealing my problems only lead back to one thing when it all began.
I consider my past something bad yes, but also something that made me stronger although I'm small , and not the manliest man, this pain is like a scar , and now I end up hoping for scars so they may be forever within me helping me strive to a better me.
What do ya think? i'm slightly impressed. R&R Thank you :D