So this is Chapter 1 of Pain. I'm sorry the paragraphs are so short! I hope no one minds. Anyway enjoy the first chapter~
Matthew sat in his room sobbing sadly and holding his life-size teddy bear in his arms.
"Who are you?" He thought it had said.
Matthew didn't respond his tears trickled down his face and dropped painfully onto the floor.
"Mattie?" A voice asked at the door.
The Canadian put the bear back in his closet and rubbed his sleeve across his face.
"Come in." Matthew said a lump in his throat.
His retarded American brother walked in.
"Dude, have you seen Tony?" Alfred asked.
"Tony?" Matthew replied.
"Yeah, my alien Tony." The American said.
"No." Matthew said his voice about to crack with tears.
"Right. I'll go ask Arthur then." Alfred said running out of the room.
More tears fell from the Canadians face. Yet a smile ran across it as well.
"Kumajiro." Matthew said.
"Who are you?" He heard a muffle from the closet.
"Matthew." The Canadian said taking the bear back out of the closet.
"I can't believe she actually broke up with me." Matthew had said.
"Who?" The bear had asked.
The Canadian blinked. "Katyu-." Matthew was incapable of finishing his sentence because the Frenchman had rushed through the open doorway nothing but a rose covering his crotch.
"So I overheard you have girl issues, correct?" The Frenchman asked.
"Francis." Matthew said.
The Frenchman had suddenly pulled out a bottle of wine and a glass quenching his own thirst.
"So, this girl. Who is she?" Francis asked.
"Katyusha." Matthew said.
"Oh that Ukrainian girl with the large chest who I had taken a liking to, the only thing that had disappointed me is that she still wasn't eighteen."
"Eighteen?"
"Yes, eighteen."
"She's going to graduate from the high school this year." The Canadian said.
"Oh, and then she'll be eighteen. So, what had happened between you and her? A kiss? Or better yet sex?" Francis asked.
"No, we were going out and she broke up with me." Matthew said clutching his teddy bear.
The Frenchman had frozen. "She broke up with you?" Francis asked.
"Yes, I-I cried." Matthew said.
"Oh, well. Would you like a sip to make you feel better?" The Frenchman asked.
The Canadian shook his head no. He would have rather express his feelings through his tears then alcohol.
"How did she break your little Canadian heart? Text? Phone Call? By her self? Or during sex?" Francis asked.
"Her little brother came up to me during lunch and told me 'Katyusha is breaking up with you' in his strong Russian accent." Matthew said.
"Oh, did you ever get to second base at all?"
"No. I've never even had sex yet." The Canadian hesitated to say.
The Frenchman's eyes rolled to the back of his and then he passed out, his wine spilling onto the snow white carpet.
The Canadian picked up the Frenchman and set him on his bed, and called his American brother for the Oxy Clean.
When his brother arrived he looked at the naked Frenchman on the Canadians bed. He stared for a moment and then handed him the cup of water and cleaner. The Canadian dumped the water and cleaner onto the stain and just let it sit.
"Did you find your alien?" Matthew asked.
"No. He probably took his spaceship to the moon or something." Alfred said.
"Oh." Matthew said.
"I heard about you issue." The American said.
"Issue?" The Canadian said the word rusty in his mouth.
"Yeah, about that sexy Ukrainian girl you were dating."
"She was more then that, to me."
"What was she to you?" Alfred asked.
"She was so nice and cute, and I…I liked her because she knew who I was most of the time. I didn't love her just because she had a large chest." Matthew said.
"Right." The American said rolling his eyes.
The Canadian smirked; he didn't know why he just did.
"Why are you being so weird, Mattie?" Alfred asked.
"Weird? In what way?" Matthew asked.
"Like, psychopath weird. It's like that smirk is a sign your gonna kill me, or something."
The Canadian shook his head and realized it was just his subconscious speaking to him.
"Hey, Mattie!" The American exclaimed.
"Huh?"
"How 'bout we go out for ice cream?"
"Ok-." The Canadian couldn't finish his sentence because he was being dragged out the door.
"Yo Arthur! I'm taking Matt out for ice cream!" Alfred yelled.
"Okay. Where's Francis?" The English man asked.
"Uh…naked on Matt's bed." Alfred said.
"Naked!" Arthur asked.
"Unconscious on my bed, but naked." Matthew said.
"Well see ya later!" The American said.