K so I cried a lot during the making of this…

TAILSSSSSS WON! It was a tie, then CrazyRedmanelion saved it :D (on this, the name -is- was blue! :D)

Here you go! (Totally didn't forget any disclaimers… I OWN NOTHING BESIDES THIS SANDWICH IN WMICH I WILL EAT HAPPILY THEN READ THIS AND CRY AND CUDDLE WITH MY CATS THAT STOLE MY BED)

Enjoy- HetaliaRules111

England POV:

After the entry and finding out about how France and I are a couple, America rushed out of the room… The strange thing is, the book didn't go blank like it usually does. Italy had set the book down and was clinging on to Germany, tears brimming in his caramel eyes. I stood up and looked at the closed leather book. I flipped through the pages and all were blank, all except one. I was staring at it, the color draining from my face slowly.

"Angleterre, are you alright?"

"Y-Ye… NO! I'M NOT ALRIGHT! AMERICA'S HEART IS MORE BROKEN THAN BEFORE AND THERE IS ONE ENTRY IN THE BOOK THAT DID NOT VANISH!"

"What did it say?" Canada asked, his eyes darting to the door and back frantically.

"I will read it…

Every nation has tried to kill themselves at least once. Some nations, more often than others. Even if they know it won't work."

"Why was that one only there?"

"There's a list."

"A list?"

"Yes… A list of the countries that tried to kill themselves the most."

"It is a problem, but why are you still crying?"

"The countries that tried to kill themselves (Of the G8 and China) are," I started slowly,

"America- 20,

Russia- 17,

England- 13,

Italy- 8,

Canada- 6,

France- 4,

China- 4,

Germany- 3

Japan- 3."

3rd Person POV:

As if to prove the amount, a screen appeared on the wall showing proof. Everyone stared in shock at the top three numbers, that is, all accept America who was still missing. America's number faded from the screen and then appeared again, it repeated this process and nobody knew what it meant until the name faded and came back as 21. It had stopped disappearing and the countries were all panicking. England, France, and Canada ran out of the room to find the missing country. It was 11:59 pm when they smelled a faint copper smell, drifting from a room on the left. (Fireflies by Owl City fits good in this part) England tried the knob, it was locked. A choked sob was heard from the inside.

"America! Please open this door!" England was crying and banging against the door with clenched fists.

It was silent. The smell of copper grew.

Canada stepped up to the door and kicked it down easily, they all ran in and wasn't expecting what they saw on the other side.

WOA, WOA, WOA! LET'S GO BACK TO BEFORE ALL OF THIS!

America's View 3rd Person POV:

America ran out of the 'meeting room' and didn't stop until he reached a secluded room in a far off hallway. (Say Something I'm Giving up on you just came on DX) He had run through the kitchen to grab a certain item before dashing off again, tears blurring his vision and one thought reeling through his mind. (Ok im crying and I am the one TYPING this…)

'I am NOT loved. I will never BE loved. Nobody could EVER love such a DISCUSTING country. Does the world HATE me? Because even I WOULD'

He locked the oak doors and cried silently in the corner for a while, before looking at the item clenched in his white knuckles, and started pacing while looking at the silver metal glinting in the moonlight.

'Should I? I mean, my only love doesn't love me… Whenever I give help, they call me self-centered, when I don't, they call me selfish…'

"Does nobody evn' care that I hav' feelins' too?" His Southern accent kicked in with all of the self-hate flowing through his veins.

He raised the item to his neck and thought about the consequences. It would end up in the journal anyways, so…

Present time with Germany and the others:

"What the hell!" A muffled voice was heard around 12:00 am.

"Vhere are ve?"

"Oh, let's see. I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE!"

"Ve~ That-a sounds like Romano!"

"And mein bruder."

"Ve~ Let's-a look for them!"

"Shut up Beer-Bastard the 1st. I hear Italy."

"And the AWESOME me hears mein younger bruder!"

"Ve~ There in here!"

As Italy opened the door, Prussia dashed through it and slammed into the wall on the other side. He was obviously getting ready to ram into it.

"Go back into the room. Ve have some things to discuss."

"I don't have to listen to you Beer-Bastard."

"Please Lovi?"

"Fine."

They walked into the meeting room and all took a seat. Italy's eyes were open and had tears welling up in them. Germany had a sad look upon his face, this made Prussia and Romano worry for their brothers.

"Get on with it."

"America might have just…" Italy started.

"Just, vhat?"

"Added a suicide attempt…" Germany continued.

"Added?" Romano asked.

"This is h-his 21st attempt…" Italy said, tears breaking through his mask.

"Wait. You're telling me that Burger-Bastard tried to kill himself-"

"21 times? I don't believe it! A fellow member of zhe AWESOME trio can't be depressed… Right?"

"Wrong…"

Back to England, Canada, and France –Little graphic here-

Canada ran in and sat on his knees, by America's head. He gave no mind to the deep red crimson staining the once clean floor. He didn't fail to notice the tears still fresh on his brother's face. His brother was still breathing, faintly, but breathing. America KNEW that it wouldn't work, but he did it anyways. Canada never knew that England kept America LIVING.

"Al… Why?" A few of his OWN tears mixed with the crimson flowing from the closing wound.

England left, to do god knows what. Canada now realized how much stress and strain was put on the superpower's shoulders. He had even added to it at one point. Then he saw it. Across the room was a picture. A picture of America and England. But the thing is, there was a long red knife thrown at the picture, right through America's heart…

Back with the others':

3rd Person Still:

Prussia had tears brimming in his eyes as Italy and Germany went into FULL DETAIL of what happened. Romano was bearing a frown, only this one had true emotion behind it. Some startled gasps were heard from the room over.

"Aiyah! Did the book get BIGGER?"

"H-Hai… Maybe it's because Romano and Prussia are arr here right now?"

"Perhaps, comrade. I am still worried about Amerika still."

"I never realized the extent of the insults until now. We are HORRIBLE, aru!"

"Hai, it's a shame none of us knew until now."

"I did."

"WHAT, ARU?"

"N-Nani?"

"He told me that he hates himself. When we all had a break, we chatted about some of the entries. Like how I was always alone. WAIT-"

"What?"

"Я сломал мое обещание ..." (I broke my promise…)

"I just hope that Amer- Alfred-kun is alright." (No, really?)

Romano, Prussia, Italy, and Germany walked into the room, and noticed the noticeably bigger book. It turned from a red book saying 1 on it, to a blue book with the number 2.

Where did England go? Let's find out:

I had locked myself in the bathroom, my wrists itching once I saw the light blue razor glinting in the dimmed light.

'One more… One more wouldn't- kill anybody… Right?'

His thoughts drifted to America. America, the nation who had ruined himself more than England's arms. He had decided, if things got TRULY out of hand, he would resort to his friend… Then he realized, England and America DEPENDED on each other for life. If one was absent, the other would want to do something. Sometimes following through with it.

They were ALL fragile. Just like HUMANS.

I hope you all liked this chapter *blows into a tissue* IT WAS ONE OF THE SADEST THINGS I HAVE EVER WRITEN! I CANT EEN PSELL RIGTH NOWW! D: