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Ludwig's POV
Seven days, seven days it has been since I had found a beaten and broken Feliciano alone in his room bleeding out yet still he has shown no sign of consciousness. If only I could do something, anything! I feel so useless that I can only heal his external injuries when what really needs my attention is his mental and emotional wounds. I sit here as he writhes, hyperventilates, and—mein gott (my god)—stops breathing. I am only one man and this is wearing down every emotional defence, wall or whatever else I use to keeps my feelings at bay, this is killing me from the inside and soon there will be nothing left to salvage. I find myself crying at his bedside each night while I keep a firm grip on his delicate hand as if willing him back to me. My brother on more than one occasion comes to help me by cleaning him and feeding him while I sleep, I wish he would just awaken and be with me alive and well.
Lovino's POV
Memories come back to me in burst of pain that only add to my headache. I'm a monster. How could I beat my own brother to that extent? He didn't do anything that serious, the pain is unbearable to relive my mistakes over and over and over and over, gah! This is driving me insane, I've sat in this same spot for days drowning in my guilt. What bothers me the most though is that he's gone! Am I such a terrible person that even my own brother can stand to live with me? It is my own fault though, I insulted him, hurt him, the only thing I haven't done is kill him...My eyes widened at the passing thought. How could I even think that!
"I really am going insane." I lay my head against the cool wood of my brothers bedroom door as I wait for anything. For him to come home, for punishment, even to wake up. Fratello, mi dispiace. Ti prego, perdonami. (Brother, I'm sorry. Please forgive me.)
Prussia's POV
I haven't seen West like this since World War II after he, his country and his Fuhrer lost, and even then he had held himself together better than he was now. I am troubled as well, though not as bad as my Bruder, but I still can not joke or be myself when I know that a cheerful person such as Feli had been crushed so, I cant fathom it and when I try I still can not find my answers. I know that Ludwig loves him, I also know that Feli loves him back but it is not my place to step in no matter how much I want to. I pace in front of the bedroom that Both men are residing in for the moment, I cant bring myself to enter knowing that seeing them this way might crush my resolution. I slide down the wall until I feel the gentle bump as my bottom touched the soft carpet, I hold my head in my hands and place my forehead against my knees and growl in frustration. What should I do? Just as I prepare to leave I hear a blood curdling scream from within the room.