Summary: You can't run from me. You can't avoid me. But if it were up to me, I would have killed you years ago. OneShot
Insanity
-OneShot-
You can't run from me.
Sweat dripped down his forehead, slowly rolling into his eyes. His breath was ragged as he looked down.
You never could-
He was scared. He was so very scared.
And you never will
He held onto the railing for dear life, but he could feel his grip loosening- his resolve weakening.
So why don't you just stop and save us both the trouble.
He fell.
You can't avoid me.
Adrenaline pumped through his veins as he fingered the object in his hand, his heart pounding furiously in his chest.
Because if you avoid me-
He fought and struggled with himself but couldn't stop the object from being placed into his mouth.
Try to pretend I'm fake-
He rolled the small, but dangerous pill around on his tongue. It taunted him- showed him how he wasn't in control of the situation at hand.
I'll just take over faster.
He swallowed.
You should have listened to me-
Tears escaped from his sky blue eyes. Very slowly, with trembling hands, he brought the gun to his head.
When you had the chance.
His eyes squeezed shut and he focused intently on not pulling the trigger.
But if it were up to me-
He needed to regain control. He needed to stop whatever was controlling him.
I would have killed you years ago.
He pulled the trigger.
Germany gritted his teeth in frustration.
Something was wrong. Terribly wrong. Why else would three countries kill themselves for no reason.
Latvia had jumped off a building.
Prussia- his own brother- had ingested poison.
And America had shot himself in the head.
"Ve… G-Germany?" Germany turned around to see Italy. The smaller country was visibly shaking, tears streaming down his face.
"Italy- what's wrong?" Italy just shook his head, tears still falling from his eyes.
Slowly he took off his jacket, revealing a bomb strapped firmly to his chest.
Germany's eyes widened as he took a step back from his Italian friend.
"Italy, what are you doing."
Italy smiled sadly, trying to hold in his sobs.
"M-m-my n-name i-is Insanity-" he whimpered, his hand moving up to the bomb.
"-A-and I'm here to kill you."
Kitty- yeah….. I came up with this idea a while go and decided, what the hell why not.
I'm sorry if it was a little dark…
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