Author note: this is based off of my fic called 'Memory'.
I don't own Hetalia.
He was dead. I couldn't believe he was dead. My hart thudded in my chest. My red eyes searched his pale,oh so pale, face. I didn't register the people around us. All I could hear was my hart and my voice, shrieking his name. His blond hair was splattered with blood. Suddenly I stood. My Mattie was dead . My soul was gone. I had nothing to live for. I ran into the road as I saw a car roaring toward me. I had the time to wonder why I couldn't feel the wind before the darkness took over. I sat up panting, sweat pouring down my face. My hart slowed as I realized I was in my own room. I turned over and smiled in relief. Mattie was lying next to me. I smoothed a stray hair from his face. "Gil?"he whispered squinting up at me."Go back to sleep love."I whispered back. "Where are you going?" he asked, panicked."No where love."I answered tucking him in as best I could. "Don't leave me alone." he said his eyes already shutting. "I will never leave you alone." I whispered and lay down beside my lover.
Author note:
Now that I make my self look emo. I'm not. Thanks for reading!