This fanfic makes me sad, but its my favourite out of all of them so far! If you read my other fanfics you should know that Im redoing one of then and still can't figure out the end for the other. This fanfic was inspired by the song cut by Plumb. One-shot!

I do not own Hetalia...

Matthew was tired, so very tired of this. This loneliness, this being forgotten and never being loved by anyone. No one seemed to care what happened to him. Not even his crush. The only man that was in the same pain, or was in the same pain; seeing as that man was currently swapping spit with his brother. Matthew walked into his room and sat in the red comforter on his bed. Matthew just stared at the white wall. Replaying the scene of Gilbert, the man he loved kissing his brother. Matthew walked up to his brother's door and knocked. When he heard the sound of a yell, Matthew opened the door finding it unlocked. Right there against the wall in the hallway that led to the living room Alfred was making out with Gilbert against the wall. Alfred the brother that everyone knew and that everyone loved. A tear ran down Matthews face, he needed release from the pain. Matthew went and reached under his pillow grabbing the only friend he apparently had, a sharp razor. Very slowly Matthew brought that razor across his arm getting deeper and deeper with each cut. Matthew started crying, no one loved him, no one even fucking remembered him.

"Mattie!" yelled Gilbert from the downstairs.

Matthew quickly put the razor, his comforter, and his bloodied arms behind his back, as Gilbert reached the top of the stairs.

Gilbert ran into Matthew's room and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Matthew. "Mattie…why?" asked Gilbert looking at the blood that had trickled to the floor.

"Matthew, why would you do something so unawesome to your self?" Gilbert ran across the room and grabbed Matthew's arms looking at Matthews wrists and seeing the bright red lines across his wrist.

"Go away Gilbert it's none of your business" said Matthew in almost a whisper.

"Birdie of course it's my business! Hurting yourself is not awesome!" Gilbert yelled

"It's your fault! Stupid, Fucking, Alfred!" Matthew yelled.

"Birdie… I don't understand" said Gilbert really confused.

Matthew looked at Gilbert; he looked in those red eyes that he fell in love with.

"I… because I love you" Matthew said this without blinking or looking away.

"But Birdie that's not a reason to cut your self" said Gilbert looking at Matthew with a gaze that couldn't be described.

"You don't love me that's why I cut myself. I saw you kissing my brother" said Matthew starting to cry.

"Oh, Birdie that's where you are wrong I do love you and I wasn't kissing your brother he was kissing me!" Gilbert said then kissed Matthew on the lips with a passion the made a fire seems cold. Gilbert broke the kiss and hugged Matthew.

"Don't you ever think of leaving me again, okay Birdie?" said Gilbert holding Matthew like he would some how slip right out of his fingers.

Yes it is super duper short! but I still love it. Please review it makes me smile :) LOL I got a call yesterday and the caller id said Gilbert!