Hey, hope you like my fic. Thanks for reading and please leave a review. Even if you hate it LOL.Writen about edward, his thoughts and feelings. I hope you like it.
My fault, all my fault Ed thought as he sat on the cold tile floor of the bathroom. Slowly he lifted his metal arm, transfigured one finger into a long thin blade, and placed it aganst his human arm. If it wasn't for me none of this would of happened. If it wasn't for me Alphonse would be normal. He thought as he cut into his own flesh. Blood slowly flowed out. The only thing keeping me from my wrist is Alphonse. I can't go yet. So I'll settle with this punishment. Soon later Ed sat there in a daze, a high like sensation filled his body and his mind. He forgot all that was around him. He forgot Alphonse was in the next room, He forgot the pain he felt, He forgot the guilt he felt. The never ending guilt that was Alphonse. He saw him there, in that metal suit and all he ever thought was "its my fault" The never ending feelings consumed him. He was but a walking zombie, never able to be truly happy anymore. Though he was a mighty fine actor when it was called for. He was a failure at all and everything, Nina, Mom, Alphonse. The thoughts chase him every waking moment and in his dreams as well. After a while Ed woke up from the high si gave him and woke to reality. The horrible reality. He slowly stood up. Transmuted the blade back to a finger, cleaned up his arm, unlocked the door and stepped out.
"Ni-San, are you okay?" Al asked, a suit of armor never sleeps.
"Yeah, im fine" Ed lied. As always. But Al knew the truth.
Ed lay down in bed hugging his arm. It hurt like hell now but that was okay. He deserved this pain. He lay there thinking, thinking too much. The never ending thoughts raced back. But slowly ed drifted to sleep.
To be continued