~~~Francis~~~
Though we may be engaged, Arthur has never said "I love you." This bothers me as we walk home. Not when we have sex, not when we go out, or kiss, or anything. He never says "I love you." The words never escape his lips.
I'll just have to make you say it~
~~~Arthur~~~
I'm so glad. I feel so happy that I could just fly away. Maybe mint bunny can give me lessons?
Later that night, France was taking a shower and I was sitting on a couch in the living room waiting for him. Alfred comes in and sits across from me staring. We have not been talking much lately. I fidget nervously, but continue to wait happily for France.
"What's so good about him?" I raise an eyebrow at his question.
"What?"
"What's so good about that French wine-loving frog-faced bastard? You always hated him. How come the change of heart?"
"Why do you care?"
He shrugs. "Maybe cause I still love you?"
"Alfred, I'm not going through this with you. I don't love you that way."
"But you don't love him that way either."
"You don't know that."
"I do. You never tell him so."
"Wh-wha-?"
"You never have told Francis "I love you." Everyone has noticed except you. You never say it."
"Y-yes I do! I say so every night."
"Pfft. You think I'll fall for that? I listen to you two through the door, Artie. You've never said it."
"You do what?"
"You never said you love him."
"You listen to our converations?! That's sick. Those are our private conversations. Their none of your business."
"Why does it matter? It's not like you love him or anything."
"I do! I love him."
"Then say it."
"I..i.. l-lov.."
"Exactly. You can't say it. Wanna know why~?" I fall on my knees in terror. What's happening to me? "You don't love him." He smirks. "You don't. It's that simple. Because you love someone else. Me." He cackles evilly. Bloody hell! Has he gone insane?...
He comes over to me and cowers over me. "Ohhhh, did poor lil iggy get his feelings hurt? How about I fix you up!" He laughs, leans down, and embraces me. His lips touch mine and I don't move. I can't move.
But I want to...I want to.
He unbuttons my shirt and slides it off. I tremble in fear.
Francis...
Alfred slides my pants off and his fingers into my underwear to rub my member. He takes off all his clothes. I'm filled with disgust, but I quickly return to my thoughts.
Francis... A tear rolls down my cheek. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis.Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis. Francis.
I keep repeating his name over and over as if he will somehow hear me and come help me.
Alfred slides inside of me even deeper than before when we were dating. It hurts and I want to scream, but I don't move. No matter gow hard I want to, I can't.
Francis...
Francis, I want to be with you too! I need you. Right by my side. Because I love yo-
Before I finish my thought, I hear a gun shot from the other side of the room and Francis' voice.
"STEP AWAY FROM HIM!"