Sorry my fellow readers! I kind of had a problem called homework, concerts, friends, family, and most of all NO INTERNET! MY INTERNET TURNED OFF! FOR A WEEK AND I DIDN'T HAVE A TV EITHER! FFFF YOU TIME WARNER CABLE! I don't think you know what that is unless you live in New York; well it's my cable company. Oh and while I was updating this, my keyboard stopped working. I was like are you kidding me? I have another story now so I am only updating weekly on these stories. Monday's, Tuesday's and Wednesday's I am busy, with watching my sister and church stuff, Thursday's or Friday's I can update. Weekends I decide to be outside with friends! And well next Friday I can't update because I have class night. Yay~! Graduating, wait I still have to go to school, and take tests after it. FFFFFFFFF! Okay long Author's note. So yeah….. ~Emz

Chapter 4

Living with Mattie was different, but Alfred got used to it quickly. Sometimes it still felt weird to wake up and see someone else's stuff and person in your room, but all is well. Well maybe not for Alfred's wrist. It was a habit hard to break. It took him a while and a lot of encouragement to break it the first time. Now, he even has more pain, and everyone seems distant to him. He hasn't been bullied lately; it is a small town so the news travels fast. I guess no one wanted to bully someone who just lost their mother. Good to know they have some sort of hearts.

Alfred's life just trudged on. Arthur tried to talk to him, but Alfred would just nod and look away. Alfred just went through the day as it came. He was almost as quiet as Matthew, which scared his dad.

Arthur sighed as again, his plan failed. Alfred will not return to his normal self. He missed his loud, annoying, hamburger face stuffer of a friend. Arthur didn't have that many friends, he was friends with Kiku but they weren't that close. He did like Alfred a little more than a friend, but he never dared to say that out loud!

He was mad to say the least about being ignored. Alfred wasn't the only one who went through this problem! He isn't alone! Why can't he see this? It's not that bad! Arthur shouted in his head. Okay maybe I should explain to you a little a bit about Arthur and his family.

Arthur has three older brothers and one younger. The oldest brother is Allistar Kirkland or sometimes called Scottie. He says he is Scottish and has a Scottish accent. He is 27 and likes to smoke and drink. He has red hair, green eyes, and loves to annoy Arthur. He decided not to come to America 5 years ago since he was able to live by himself. Last time the family heard of him he was still in England and drunk. The second oldest is Dylan. He says he is from Wales. He tends to be the only one to be able to calm Allistar down. Although he loves to annoy Arthur along with Allistar, he is very protective of his younger brother. He has lighter messy red hair, green eyes and at the age of 23. The next is Colin. He is about 20 years old and is the typical Irish man. He sometimes smokes but not around Arthur. He also has red hair and green eyes. The last is Peter. Peter is the odd looking one with blonde hair and blue eyes. The older ones joke about how his mother had an affair with someone else, hence the differences in the appearances. He is 10 years old, and well is so annoying to everyone else. All in all, they have the whole UK in their family. Their dad is a hard worker and with blond hair and green eyes, you can tell where Arthur got his looks from. They moved from England to America 5 years ago when a tragedy struck. Their mother died of a heart attack. She wasn't even that old yet it still happened. She had long red hair and green eyes. When this happened, their father told the family they were packing up and leaving for America. He couldn't even stand to be in the same continent without crying. At the age of 9 Arthur left his home town for New York. They settled in Western New York because of the cheap housing.

With it just being their dad to support the family, they didn't live in quite the nice of an area. His dad cared about Arthur's education so at least he was sent to a nice school. Actually it was the fourth top district in the state, 20 minutes from his house. Without his oldest brother, he didn't really get made fun of, well at least at home. At school, that was a completely different story. At a young age, well so around when he was ten, he found something different about himself. While boys were hitting on girls, and girls were laughing at them, Arthur found himself staring at the guys. He didn't like them that much, they were bloody American gits that were stupid, but found them attracting on the outside. When they all hit puberty, it became worse. His eyes couldn't be taken away. He would constantly slap himself. He still kept his English accent and the girls were always surrounding him, batting their eyes, and well flirting. He always ignored them. The guys noticed and yelled at him for taking their girls. Arthur didn't mean to, it was the English genes! People started spreading rumors in 8th grade so the girls would stay away from him. Eventually it worked, he had no one. His brothers were growing up; Peter became annoying and Dylan started working to help with money.

These wore the times that Arthur missed his mom. She would always comfort him when he was made fun of by his brothers. Whenever he hurt himself she would take the pain away, when he was being made fun of for seeing mythical creatures his mom would say they were all jealous because they couldn't see them. She always made him feel better, and when he really needed her she wasn't there. He was alone. This made him sarcastic, mean, and well what makes Arthur, Arthur. When he started high school, he was afraid. Then he met Francis, and he dreaded his life more. Francis was always flirting with him, and being a bloody frog! He did meet the other members of the Bad Touch Trio but honestly didn't like them. Gilbert was well Gilbert and Antonio was too cheery for Arthur's liking, Francis was French and perverted. He would talk to them about small things but to trust them with his secrets? He couldn't do that; those were saved for his fairy friends. He was still lonely, until his sophomore year when a certain American saved him from the locker. How he became trust worthy to the Brit, no one knows. Maybe it was just because Arthur was lonely, or the American helped him, or Alfred was willing to be his friend. Arthur didn't know but he soon found himself a friend. Someone he could trust, someone who helped him, one that would never leave, but he was mistaken.

Arthur sighed to himself; he was determined to get his friend back. When the final bell ranged, he went straight to Alfred's locker. When Alfred walked over, Alfred didn't say hi.

"God damn it Alfred! Why don't you speak to me anymore?" Arthur cursed. Alfred just shrugged. Arthur rolled his eyes.

"We are talking even if you like it or not; park at 7 meet me there," Arthur said as he stormed off. Alfred just nodded as he went his direction to the bus. Arthur was at the park at 6:30, not wanting to be late. He already did his homework, ate some sort of food and drank his tea. He sat on a bench tapping his foot waiting for a certain American. At 7:15 someone sat next to him.

"Hey," the person said.

"You are late," Arthur scowled.

"I'm sorry, I got held up and stuff," Alfred said. Arthur just rolled his eyes. He wondered how to start this conversation. Arthur decided to just blurt it out.

"Why did you ignore me?" Arthur whispered. Alfred sighed.

"I was more ignoring the world," Alfred grumbled. "I felt like half of my heart was gone, and if I talked I would start crying."

"I know that feeling. It's hard to get rid of and even harder when no one is there to help you. Please, let me help you." Arthur said.

"How could you help?" Alfred asked.

"When I was 9, I went through this. It's the reason why I am here and not in England. She died right when I needed her; I was alone with no friends. I don't want that for you," Arthur said looking down. Alfred gave a small smile. Alfred started itching his wrists but Arthur paid no attention to it.

"I guess I overacted," Alfred said.

"No you didn't. It's hard, but you can't exclude people," Arthur said.

"I know, I am sorry," Alfred apologized.

"It's alright. You know it helps to talk; tell me about her." Arthur said. Alfred nodded.

"She was just like any other mother. She cared for her kids and loved them. She was kind and pretty. I got my personality from her. She was a nerd, she loved movies. She took me to see Star Wars, Transformers, The Lord of The Rings, all the super hero movies and bought me comic books. She was friends with a lot of people. She was outgoing and hyper. She would play catch with me, and skated with Mattie. She always laughed and never saw her without a smile. She was my best friend," Alfred said as he started remembering his mother. Tears started forming and before he knew it; he was full out crying on Arthur's shoulders. Arthur rubbed his back and comforted him. During Alfred's crying he said something surprising.

"I broke my promise," he cried.

"What promise?" Arthur questioned. Alfred pulled away from Arthur's shoulder and rolled up the sleeves of his sweat shirt. Bandages were covering his wrists. Arthur just stared at them as a cheek rolled down Alfred's cheek.

"Why?" was the only thing he could manage to say.

"I couldn't handle it. Two years ago I made a promise to her I wouldn't do it. I started it when my parents started arguing. They fought a lot, my mom wasn't the same and neither was my dad. I was afraid my family wasn't going to be split up so I started cutting. One day my mom came in and saw it. She hugged me and started crying. She made me promise not to do it. She helped me to end it. But when she died, I lost it. The day of her funeral I started it again. I broke my promise to her, and I can't fix it." Alfred said trying not to cry. Arthur just hugged him.

"I won't leave you alone. I will help you. I will be your hero," Arthur said stealing Alfred's line. Alfred gave a small laugh.

"I know you will," Alfred said smiling. They watched the sun set together in silence smiling. At the end day when they parted their ways to get home they each knew one thing.

They couldn't leave each other again.

I know it's short! But it was bugging me that I haven't updated so this came out! This was more of a fuller. Not that much happened. I have all these great ideas on how to end it but I kind of need the middle part. Next chapter won't have UsUk in it, it will be PruCan and my other pairings. I want to put some Matthew in it as he starts his life in America! Okay so my 2 year old sister was watching Dora and I am like "America no more creating a story about people in Spain!" Yeah it's so weird! Then a French person showed up and I walked away. My French teacher told me I'm not loud. Wow, she doesn't know me. My friend is writing a PruCan about Canada being Justin Bieber, omg XD! Well bye and review! Me like feedback! ~Emz

Fun Fact: Ice cream is Chinese food!

I always thought it was American, or Cuban.

Random fact: Penguin poop can be seen from space.

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