Wake Up England
It was around 7.30pm when my phone rang. I was standing in my bathroom with my blade in my hand I had just finished purging myself from my anger and pain. I chose to ignore my phone and instead decided to wash and dress my arms so that the fresh wounds could heal. I was feeling drowsy due to the blood loss but managed to walk out of the bathroom and make my way to my bedroom when my phone started to ring again, this time I answered. "Hello" my voice weak and strained "Sasana I need to talk to you about something" Patrick…Why did it have to be Patrick? I sighed and tried to pull myself together "Ireland…What do you need to talk about?" thoughts started to race around my mind as I attempted to work out what I had done to my older brother this time.
"Sasana as I'm sure you are aware…my people have been voting on whether or not we stay in the UK and well I'm phoning to let you knew the results of the vote." I couldn't make out the emotion in his voice…it sounded happy yet sad and disappointed. "Well?" I said expectantly, I heard him sigh on the end of the line before speaking "They voted to leave…Brawd they want to leave the UK and become independent. I know this must be hard for you to take in I mean I know that we've only just gotten our relationship back on track from the last time we fought but Sasana I am truly sorry that it has come to this." I could hear his voice starting to break but I didn't care I was upset, hurt and felt betrayed.
"So what you're leaving the UK? After everything we've been through as a family you suddenly want to up and leave!? Did I do something to upset you and your people? If you are so truly sorry why are you telling me this over the phone? Why not come to my home and tell me in person? Are you that scared of how I would have reacted! You coward! How much influence did you have over your people? Huh…After everything you said to be about wanting to make amends! You lying wanker!" by the time little rant I had tears streaming down my cheeks. I didn't wait for Paddy to reply before I hung up, I couldn't deal with him anymore I needed to be left alone to ware myself out.
After shutting my phone down and throwing it across my bedroom I stormed out and headed straight for the living room. I needed to destroy something. That something just so happened to be a photo of Wales, Scotland, North, South and I except I ended up cutting south clean out of it. He was no longer part of my family.
Placing the photo on the coffee table I slowly raise my head to look at my brothers "Ireland is leaving the UK" I stated simply with no sense of emotion. "He said that he was truly sorry" I spat "As if being sorry would make me feel better about him abandoning us!" I cried I couldn't deal with being abandoned again, especially not by someone like Ireland. He's my big brother…he's meant to stick with us and help us. Not leave.
"Albion…if it's what his people want he has no choice but to comply" Scotland walked over to me and placed his hand on my shoulder giving me a sense of comfort "but why do they want to leave? Am I that harsh on the Irish? I mean I know that they haven't always been accepted into England but I've always tried to give them everything they need" I felt like I had been punched in the gut…I needed to relieve this pain and I needed to do it soon or I was going to snap.
"Lloegr, you're not the reason for them wanting to leave the UK. They just want independence…they want to be free to do what they want and not live under another countries rules. This isn't personal. Patrick loves us…after all he's our brother. But he has do what his people want." Wales was still sat on the couch glancing between me and the photo on the coffee table. I needed to get away from this situation.
"Excuse me for a second please" I dashed towards the bathroom and locked the door. Pulling up my sweater's sleeves I reached for my blade, taking it out of its hiding place I examine it for a moment before placing on my left wrist roughly and dragging it along in a horizontal line.
