Um sorry if this sucks major bum.. its my first fanfic and im a little nervous about posting it so … be nice and review! Also I suggest listening to the song levitate by Hollywood undead whilst listening to this because its kinda sorta based offa that song... here it goes.. WARNIG! germancest,self harm, and agnst rating may go up in further chapters i do not own hetalia.. which is probablya good thing because it would most likely be really really ... well...um...
"can't stop I need some help. Fuck you! I'm by myself!"
The albino let another tear slide down his cheek as he watched himself bleed. West could never possibly love him. They just couldn't be. They were brothers. He let out a choked sob laying on the floor, still clutching the razor he had used to slit his wrist just moments before. He was shaking as he started thinking of his life. The rise and fall of his nation. Raising Ludwig, being with Roderich, loving Elizaveta. How much it hurt to be away from the country he loved that most. The wall that tore him away from his brother. The bitter cold of Russia. Gilbert let out a sad laugh as he thought of the phrase "absence makes the heart grow fonder" blood now pooling around his previously slit writs.
All thoughts were cut short as he heard a knock on the door. "Oi east are you OK in there?" Gil just laid there growing to weak to even speak. "east?... gilbert..." a few silent moments passed. "east are you ok?". Gilbert could hear his heartbeat slowing down as his vision started to blur and the room started spinning . The last thing her heard what the splintering of wood and the crash of a door being broken open then black. A sensation of being weightless drifted over gilbert. He was certain he was dead and he was slightly saddened by the fact that it was over and he couldn't see his brother anymore. The fact that his brother was probably horribly depressed right about now and bawling.
Suddenly there was a blinding white light and the sound of people moving and murmuring. There was also the sound of a machine rapidly beeping. Gilbert looked around frantically and the sharp pain in his wrist grew. All of the sudden he found familiar tear-filled blue eyes from which he looked away from as fast as he could, suddenly feeling the most horribly guilt he's ever felt.. He realized that his vision was blurring at the edges as it faded away he hear someone sobbing and a loud yell.
Gilbert awoke to a soft beeping noise and the sound of carts being pushed down a hall. He slowly opened his eyes groaning at the dull aching pain in his wrist."Bruder are you awake?"
"No i'm still very fuck-" he got cut off by a large strong pair of arms wrapping around his torso and squeezing him tight. "i was scared you were going to die." Gilbert sat still not really feeling like moving yet. "Don't ever do that again... I don't want to lose you.. I don't know what I would do with out you"
