Try not to breathe

by widgetgold3301

My first! So, there's a very depressed France and I'm not sure if this counts as a songfic... IS it FrUK? or USUK? You choose. Um yeah... a little dark and to be honest, there's not a lot to it :)

I looked back. I'd told myself not to and yet it was too late. Not that there was a lot to see, only a line of identical houses like England used to draw. The streets were empty. And before me I saw la manche in all its glory. I love water, so easily tainted, so fragile. I was too eager to change that. What was it he had said? "I won't marry you for a reason like that!" The words that floated above my head menacingly as I stood with my back to the world. I had tried, Lord knows, I've tried so hard to find that reason, the reason that would make England love me. Now I had found it. Now it was too late. He had fallen in love with a child. I held nothing but contempt for America. I could never win England against someone so strong. I could never be what England needs and deserves. I sighed, knowing this moment of privacy won't last forever. I stepped upon the ledge, looking to the clouds that hung low in mourning. I'm scared of heights not water. I'm scared of heights not water. I'm scared of life not death.

~k so this bit is best read while listening to 'try not to breathe' by REM (my favourite song and inspiration for this, my first fanfiction~

England turned off the radio with trembling hands. He was crying. This song was so familiar, he had heard it many times before and yet, it seemed to have some kind of significance today.