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WARNING: Romano will be in this chapter so there will be some swearing. If you don't like swearing then cut to Germany's pov and start from there. Enjoy!
Romano's pov
*Ring* Ring*
WHAT THE HELL?! WHO WOULD FUCKING CALL AT THIS TIME IN THE MORNING!
"Yes what do you want and can you tell the time?"
"Sorry Romano bu-"
"Oh it's you Potato Bastard, What do you want?"
"I found Italy this morning with a massive cut on his arm and he won't stop crying please come over and help!" I froze oh my god Italy!
"Not this again, If I find out this is about you, You bastard then I will fucking kill you!"
"Wait what do you mean again." Oh shit Fratello told me never to speak of it again and especially not to the potato bastard.
"Okay look, When Fratello was little he was in love with this boy that promised to return to him after the war but he never returned. After a while Italy fell deeper and deeper into a depression and one night I found him clawing at his own throat."
"Wait so Italy likes mean? " When the bastard said this it made my blood boil.
"Is that this most important thing here You CRAPBAG!" I shouted down the phone.
"No sorry, Romano just get here soon"
"I'm on my way you Bastard!" I hung up the phone
In a panic I grabbed my phone and car keys.
"Tomato Bastard I'm heading out!"
"Roma, come back to bed" he pleaded
"You bastard, later okay?" I blushed
"Fine" He wined and with that I headed out.
Germany's pov
This morning when I came to wake up Italy I had found him lying on his bed with a big gash on his arm, he still had lumps of bloodied skin under his nails. I picked him up and carried him downstairs to wait on his brother. He didn't say a word all he could do was cry.
I sat on the sofa cradling Italy in my arms. He was sticky he probably hadn't got up from when him and Prussia…*shudder* I don't want to think of that. I removed the hair from his eyes and looked deeply into them. I have never seen Italy like this, It was killing me just looking at him right now.
"Shhh- Italy please stop crying, I'm not mad." I didn't know what to say I just want to say something that will help. One of Italy's hands reached up to my face and he smiled through his tears.
"Germany" He whimpered
Before I could say anything Romano burst through the door.
"FRATELLO! Bastard pick him up we are going to the hospital then we will probably end up going to his doctor." Romano shouted
I picked Italy up and headed to the car.
"His doctor?" I questioned
"wait, you don't know?"
I shook my head.
"Italy has not always been this happy. He used to never leave this room and only smile if I cooked him pasta. It all changed when he meet you."
I had no idea what to say I just stood there expression less, I could never imagine Italy being like that.
When we finally got to the hospital me and Romano sat in the waiting room as the doctors took a look at Italy. I have never seen Romano like this He was sitting with his head down and he kind of looked like he was praying he was whispering things in Italian. Tears started to appear in his eyes.
It had been about 10 minutes of silence when Prussia, France and Spain arrived.
France starting waving his hands in a fluster, Spain came and comforted Romano and Prussia came over to talk to me.
"It's all my fault. I was the one that pushed Italy over the edge if I hadn't taken advantage of him just for my own pleasure." He started to tear up.
A nurse walked up to us.
"Mr Vargas has asked to see a Mr Ludwig." The nurse announced
I stood up and walked behind her as she led me to Italy.
