Matthew Williams was never noticed. Everything he tried never worked, so one day he was just sick and tired of no one recognizing him. So he went into his bathroom, grabbed a spare razor, and lowered it down to his wrist.

'Maybe I shouldn't do this...' The Canadian thought suddenly, biting his lip, 'What if Alfred walks in on me?'

He shook his head and made sure the door was closed before pressing the razor softly to his wrist. He jerked it to the side, wincing slightly at the stinging pain. Crimson blossomed onto smooth cream skin, dripping onto the white rug beneath him. He grabbed a piece of toilet paper, placing it over his wrist to stop the bleeding.

It quickly bled through, making him get more of the cloth. He started panicking. Had he sliced too deep? He closed his eyes, quickly opening them to see more blood spilling out and down his arm.

'N-No, this can't be happening...' He got one of the crisp white towels hanging by the toilet and pressed it firmly to his wrist. It quickly bled through. He threw the towel down and rushed to the sink, turning the faucet on and running his hand under it. His eyes went wide when he noticed dark red completely staining the sink, not a trace of the normal crystal clear.

He could feel his life slowly draining, starting to get dizzy. He collapsed onto the ground with a loud thud, closing his eyes.

'I guess I'm going to die, eh?' The last thing he remembered was feeling a warm substance on his arm and around him, the world going black, 'At least the last person I saw was Al...'

Alfred looked up from the hamburger he was eating and swallowed thickly, setting it down. "Mattie? Are you okay?" He called out, followed by silence. He stood up from his chair and jogged upstairs.

"Matt?" He said as he approached the bathroom door. He gripped the door nob, turning it and peeking in. His eyes widened. All he took in was the Canadian, his best friend, lying on the ground in a puddle of blood, razor off to the side, and him not moving.

He ran as fast as his chubby body could handle to get to the phone.

So, I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I haven't uploaded in a super long time and please don't ask me about my other fanfic. xD I know this chapter is short but I have a habit of not really writing alot and getting straight to the point... I'm so use to writing in first person's POV so please tell me what you think! ^^ I have most of the second chapter done, so hopefully it's way longer than this. c:

I DO NOT OWN AXIS POWERS HETALIA! IT BELONGS TO MR. HIDEKAZ HIMARUYA! I ONLY OWN MY (horrible) IMAGINATION AND THE WAY I WORD THE WORDS. Thankyou! c: