AN: I actually had a hard time writing this chapter. I don't know why but I had a hard time trying to figure out how Canada would react to something like this, I mean he's the most sane character out of the whole series so it was hard to figure out what he'd do. He seems really sensitive but kind of holds it back in front of all the other nations, but I feel that he'd show his true feelings in front of Prussia cause they're together. Hopefully ya'll like how I wrote what he'd do and what would happen, cause I like it and it will help the story move forward.
Also if any of ya'll took or speak French please tell me if I used the little French I did right cause I'm in Spanish.
Enjoy!
Prussia could see that his statement was the equivalent of stabbing Canada right in the heart.
"I felt that I should tell you face to face and not over the phone…" Tears ran down Canada's face and he began to sob. Prussia didn't know what to do after this. He tried to get closer to Canada but Canada moved away from him.
"I didn't mean it though I swear! I barely even remember what happened last night! Please Birdie—" Prussia didn't know what to do, because he knew nothing else he had to say was going to help the situation. He sat there for a couple minutes not knowing what to do. Then he quietly mumbled, "I'm really sorry Matthew,"
Canada looked up at him with his eyes puffy and tears streaming down his face. He wanted to trust that Prussia was sorry, he really wanted to, but he just couldn't. This had already happened once before about a month ago. No one knew except for the both of them, and it was the same story as this one, Prussia got too drunk and slept with someone. When that happened Matthew was upset but forgave him since it wasn't his fault since he was too drunk to know what he was doing, but now he doesn't know what to think. Canada stopped sobbing but tears were still streaming down his face and he looked at Prussia straight in the eye.
"You've done this before," he said with his voice still cracking.
"I know," Prussia said looking down in shame.
"Gilbert how can I trust you when you do things like this? I mean now I don't even know if I should believe you or not now,"
"I swear Mattie it was on accident! I would never cheat on you intentionally!"
Canada was trying to get a hold of his voice cracking, but it just wasn't working.
"Gilbert, I…I think we should go on a break,"
"What?"
"I can't deal with the fact every time you go out somewhere and get drunk that you could accidently cheat on me again! I just can't," Canada began to sob again. Prussia just sat there as the guilt began to eat at him, he couldn't handle it when he saw Canada cry.
"Mattie please, I still love you even though it looks like I don't. I know the night's ruined but—"
"No Prussia I just can't trust you right now to be faithful. How do I know you won't use this excuse later on to cheat on me intentionally?"
"Because I won't! Why would I ever cheat on you intentionally?"
"I'm the longest relationship you've ever had, what if you just want some vital regions on the side? What if I'm not enough for you?"
"Mattie that's ridiculous! You're enough for me, I don't want anyone else but you,"
There was silence for a moment where Canada wiped the tears off his face.
"Look," Canada stood up, "I still love you so that's why I just want to go on a break and full on break up with you. I'm glad you told me right away but I have to think things over. You can stay in the guest room for tonight but tomorrow go home," Canada said leaving the living room going to his room.
He sat on the couch for about half an hour until he went up to the guest room to get some rest. As he went upstairs Canada opened the door to his room and past by Prussia as if he wasn't even there. Prussia felt hurt, but understood Canada's feelings towards him at the moment. He went to the guest bedroom and lied there motionless. Right now if he didn't screw up Canada and him would be having amazing mind blowing sex, but now Canada can't stand him and he can't even stand himself. Prussia knew what he did was wrong, but now only time can heal the wounds he created.
Canada went downstairs to get his cell phone. He still couldn't believe that Prussia cheated on him again. Yes he was drunk but he knew his limits! He knew when he'd get so drunk he'd say or do anything. Even though he is sorry it feels like they're not even in a relationship when he does that! It hurts, and he was still healing over the first time he did it since it was so recent. He opened his phone and called France.
"Bonjour?"
"Papa it's me,"
"Oh hello Matthew! Wait, shouldn't you be having sex with Gilbert by now?"
Canada started to tear up again after he calmed down.
"Matthew are you okay?"
"Papa, Gilbert cheated on me,"
"What?" France said angrily, "I knew I shouldn't have let you two date, I knew he'd hurt you!"
"No it's not like that, he told me he got too drunk last night when he was with you guys and went home with someone,"
"That's still not a good excuse! And he lied to us! We were actually looking for him and this morning he sent me a text saying he wondered to Ludwig's!"
"…"
"Do you want me to come over?"
"No, Gilbert's still here,"
"Why haven't you kicked him out?"
"I didn't want to kick him out, he just got here about an hour ago and he told me. He's staying in the guest room. I told him to leave tomorrow,"
"Did you break up with him?"
"No, I just said we should go on a break,"
"You should break up with him my dear, you know I taught you how bad it is to cheat on someone,"
"I know I just…I still love him. And…I didn't tell you this already but this isn't the first time he cheated on me, he did the same thing a month ago too,"
"Matthew, you need to break up with him,"
"But I don't want to, no matter how much he hurt me," a tear fell on the ground, "and he's sorry, he's really sorry but," Canada began to sob.
"It'll be okay mon chère, just think things over and you'll be okay, you're a smart boy," France comforted.
Canada sniffled, "okay,"
"If you want me to come over any time you know I will,"
"Don't worry, you don't have to come over, I'll be fine,"
"You sure?"
"Yeah. Papa I'm going to go to bed now okay?"
"Okay, bon nuit,"
"Au revoir," Canada hung up. His heart was ripped in two, sowed back and still healing, and again was ripped before the previous wound fully healed. What was he going to do?
