The last chapter. After this will be a short epilogue and then I'll start writing the next which will be The Broken Lily Protected by Thorns which will be about Alice and Lovino. Wish me luck!


Gilbert wondered what to do about the kiss. He felt like he should confess to the Canadian. The other had ran off before he could say anything. For freakin' ever. He smiled at the blond's reply.

"Gilbert...I have some bad news..."Ludwig came into the room with Feliciano, his small Italian lover. "Here...read zis..." The German gave his brother the letter that been broken. Gilbert read the name of the sender and started shaking. Francis Bonnefoy...

Opening the letter, he read it and dropped it, his eyes wide. "Let me handle zis."

Dear Matthieu,

I think you should kill yourself. I don't need you anymore. You are useless and worthless and need to go get a life. Did you actually care for you? I have someone new now so crawl under that damn rock and stay there.

Yours truly,

Francis.


Matthew wondered why the doorbell was ringing constantly. He opened it and saw Gilbert. "Hey Gil!"he said cheerfully before he was pushed against the wall. "G-Gilbert?"

"Birdie how long have you been exchanging letters vith Bonnefoy?"asked the Prussian.

Matthew's eyes widened. Please say only for a little vhile...Or never... "For a few days...I still love him..."answered the Canadian. "But I love you too..." His eyes filled with tears.

"You don't love him,"stated Gilbert.

"Yes, I do!He loves me and I love him!"cried the blond.

"Nein, he vants you to go kill yourself."

Matthew's heart practically stopped at those words. I kept telling you that you were a little fool. See? Even the molester doesn't want you. Maybe you should grant his wish? "Oh...maple...they were right!"

"Vho vere right?"

"The voices...tell me I'm worthless..."sobbed the blond.

Gilbert squished the other into a hug. "Fuck zose voices!I fucking love you and you don't need zat loser! All you need is ze awesome me!You got zat?!" Matthew looked at the other with huge purple eyes. The Prussian kissed him.