Merci: chapter two

France had tears in his eyes; he couldn't understand what America was saying, but he couldn't keep his eyes off the text messages that continued to flood his phone.

"You're disgusting"

"I can't believe you did this"

"I always knew you we a pervert"

France knew America was angry but he didn't know why, the only thing that had happened was he spent some time with England. Wait? England! Surly he knew what was going on!

France immediately dialed England's number, it rang twice before it hung up. He narrowed his eyes at the phone, and called again, the same thing happened. He tried one more time but with no luck. That must mean England didn't want to talk to him. 'But what did I do wrong' France asked himself. He turned back to his phone and responded to America.

"America, please don't say that stuff I truly have no idea what you are talking about!" France waited only a few seconds for America's angry reply.

"LIAR! You violated England!" France's face twisted into a frown, violated? He quickly messaged back.

"Me and Iggy only kissed and cuddled nothing more nothing less…and he seemed to be enjoying himself~" France decided to act smug in his messages, he didn't want America to know that he was getting under his skin.

"He was not enjoying it! He said he was terrified the whole time!" This made the French man sit back and narrow his eyes. England wasn't scared of him was he? Certainly this has to be a joke!

"America I don't enjoy this game anymore it's not funny, and it's very hurtful."

"Yeah it stopped being funny when you started to touch him!"

"We didn't even DO anything!"

"That's not what England said!"

France was now visibly defeated, he slouched in his chair. He knew he was never going to get anywhere with the stubborn American, so why bother. After a minute of mopping around his phone rang with a call, and he eagerly answered it.

"England I-"

"I'm not England I'm way cooler then that grouch!"

"Prussia?" France stood up and began to pace around is room.

"Yes! Who else would have this awesome voice except me, Prussia!"

"Riiiiight…. look not to be rude but did you call for a reason? I'm a little busy…"

"Actually yes, America is sprouting a lot of shit about you to whoever will listen! It's so lame, but I can't help but wonder…did you?" Prussia almost whispered the last part, France gritted his teeth.

"NO! I haven't done anything wrong to England! We kissed and that's about it!"

"Really that's all? I believe you, but why would America be saying those things?"

"I really don't know"

"It must be something England told him!" Prussia gave his signature laugh "You should get a hold of him and figure out what is what! Oh hey Franny I got to go my Bruder is telling me to help clean! Anyways see you later, hope you can sort this out!" Prussia hung up without letting him say anything else.

France slowly started to cry and sent England a text.

"I feel like I can't breathe right now, I don't know what I did wrong, America hates me right now and probably the rest of the world does to, I'm hurting right now, I thought you were happy with me, I thought you were having a good time, I thought I was finally convincing someone to love me. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to scare you" After the text France flopped on his bed and waited. He wasn't getting any messages, not even from America, until almost 30 minutes later, his phone buzzed loudly, almost angrily. It was from England.

"Your right this isn't a fucking joke! I' let so much shit slide from you but this was an ultimate low! You know that I hate having my neck touched and that I freeze up and can't speak and you abused that knowledge! I don't give a fuck if everyone hates you because it's your own fault! I need some fucking space after what you did so shut up and leave me alone for some time is that so hard?!"

And then he broke, France was now a mess of tears, snot and spit as curled up on his bed in the fetal position.

Short chapter today!

But I wanted to give you a little background info on this story, this is actually based pretty closely on what happened to me in real life. A good friend of mine accused me of violating and abusing her, she told everyone about it. I ended up losing a lot of close friends. The texts are the actual texts we sent to each other but obviously there were many more, I just picked the ones that best suited the characters.