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He stood there trembling, he had been walking his way back home, but now as he stood on a sad desolate corner on the edge of town. He decided it was time to end it. He was just given a hand gun to go with his new handgun license. He removed the revolver from his book bag he carried. It was enough now he'd had enough. His best friend had killed himself just a few weeks previous and Matthew was quite distraught losing the only other person who shared what he saw as a disability. He was the only other one who he knew that was deaf, losing him was hard...
He knew now that he had nothing to live for. He truly didn't. Today, his life would change, to escape the abuse Matthew decided that killing himself was the only way out, his get out of jail free card. For a moment he wondered how his older brother Alfred would feel, he'd probably lose it too... He was too full of himself to do what Matthew was plotting.
"Matthew?" you asked behind him, though you knew it was probably useless knowing he wouldn’t have his hearing aids in if he were going to do something so irrational. Your guess was right; his shoulders shuddered as he brought the gun to his temples cocking the gun. You let out a sharp scream and dive at the frail framed Canadian tackling him to the ground.
“Matthew Williams!” You cry in agony, (e/c) orbs filling with tears. “Mattie, stop, don’t do this!”
~*~*~
Come stop your crying
It will be alright
Just take my hand
Hold it tight
~*~*~
You tremble shakily as you shake the Canadian, “What’s wrong with you!” you ask shaking the poor boy. Matthew looks at you, trembling, shaking, like he was dead petrified of something that you weren’t sure of. You look at him, your (h/l) (h/c), hair messy from running and tackling the boy.
“I… I can’t t-take it anymore (Name)” He whimpered. Your eyes widen, “Matthew, what’s wrong love? Please you can’t leave me Matthew!” You cried. You shook the small Canadian before pulling him into a straddled hug.
“Don’t talk like that Matthew, please why didn’t you come to me!?” you sobbed. The boy looked at you and pouted, didn’t speak.
“You were too busy to have to deal with me,” Matthew whispered; making your heart shatter into billions of pieces. You looked at him and pulled him closer to you.
“Sh-shut up damnit,” you cried and clung to him.
~*~*~
I will protect you
From all around you
I will be here
Don't you cry
~*~*~
Never on this planet would you or could you be where Matthew wasn’t the most important person in your life. There was no one who was more important. After the death of his best friend, the death of your boyfriend; he’d been torn up, and hadn’t gotten over it. You missed Ivan as much as anyone, except Matthew. He could never miss anyone more than how much he missed that Russian. You knew the Canadian better than anyone, and you knew how broken up and torn he was without Ivan around.
You removed your backpack and hugged Matthew wrapping the thick Ivory scarf that Ivan had given you on his and your one and a half year anniversary. You had bought Ivan a new scarf for Christmas the year previous and he had given this one to you for your anniversary. You knew how much it meant to Ivan, which meant; it meant that same value to Matthew. Besides, you had his jacket and that was your safety blanket.
Matthew hugged you, and then the scarf as he broke down into sobs. You stood up and wrapped him in Ivan’s coat, to you. It hadn’t settled in that he was really gone yet, but you knew he was you just refused to believe that Ivan would do something like that. You hugged Matthew taking the gun and putting it in your book bag. You would give it to Alfred tomorrow at school. Matthew turned to you and rested his head on your shoulder crying…
“I know Hun, you miss him, we all do Mattie, but we still have each other, I’m going to take you home okay….?” You asked softly ad walked him back to your home; Matthew needed a warm safe friendly environment. And your parents would be wondering where you were. You gathered both of your guys’ book bags and emptied the contents of Matthew’s into your own. Sighing at everything, the knives and pills, it broke your heart.
~*~*~
For one so small,
You seem so strong
My arms will hold you,
Keep you safe and warm
This bond between us
Can't be broken
I will be here
Don't you cry
~*~*~
When you two arrived back at your home you helped Matthew to the fireplace and went to make cocoa. You looked at your brother, “Arthur,” You whispered.
He looked back at you, “What do you want?” He asked snidely. You rolled your eyes and glared at him as you turned on the kettle preparing the mugs.
“For once, I’m asking you to not be an unlikeable prick, text your idiot boyfriend, tell him Matthew tried killing himself and he’s staying here until I have deemed in necessary that he is allowed to leave. Now, do it.” You snarled as Arthur jumped and removed his phone calling Alfred. When the kettle was ready you poured the water into the mugs and put some marshmallows on the top and sprinkled the peppermint dust you got from Ivan as an early Christmas present this year.
~*~*~
'Cause you'll be in my heart
Yes, you'll be in my heart
From this day on
Now and forever more
You'll be in my heart
No matter what they say
You'll be here in my heart, always
~*~*~
You walk into the living room in front of the fireplace handing Matthew the Polar bear mug and your mother wraps a blanket around yours and Matthew’s shoulders. “Merci Maman.” You whispered and leaned against your friend. Ivan’s coat smelled just like him… He gathered you into a hug, saying nothing as he held you tightly in his arms. You had learned sin language as a younger girl because a lot of your family members were old and couldn’t hear so you knew how to read it, and how to perform it as well. You quickly signed out ‘I know you miss him, and I’m not saying forget, but we can both live without him…. I promise…’ you signed and he nodded.
It had been six months since that night, and you had turned into a hypocrite, your life was spiralling downward since you had realized Ivan was gone and he wasn’t coming back. You sobbed for endless nights and you had tried shooting yourself like what he did, but your parents locked up the guns an only they had the pass-code. Not even Arthur had it; as it was a combination of eight letters and numbers, one you didn’t know. Hanging yourself was out of the question as your parents didn’t ever put you in girl’s guides for obvious reasons. Everything, you had tried it all, Matthew was by your side when you tried to overdose on Tylenol giving you the exact speech you had given him six months previous.
~*~*~
Why can't they understand the way we feel?
They just don't trust what they can't explain
I know we're different but deep inside us
We're not that different at all
~*~*~
You were lying in bed sick trying to sleep it off when Matthew walked into your bedroom, you were wearing his coat. You looked at Matthew and gave a weak smile; he smiled softly and waved at you as he sat next to you on the bed, “You should be at school….” You whispered and held your head.
“(Name), it’s Saturday,” He teased pressing a kiss to your temple. You smiled and gave him a weak chuckle that turned into a very rough hoarse cough that made you groan. “I’m making soup with your mom, she took the morning off, but she’s staying all night. At work, I told her that I’d come take care of you…” He whispered softly. You smiled after you stop coughing. “Thank you.”
~*~*~
And you'll be in my heart
Yes, you'll be in my heart
From this day on
Now and forever more
~*~*~
He stood up you reach out and grab his hand. “Mattie, don’t leave just ring the bell…” You whisper and groan gesturing to the golden bell. He looks at you and sits back down, leaning over you, and kisses you, on the lips, despite the fact you were sick. He looks at you and smiled as he pulls away and presses a finger to your lips; you squeak and cover your lips, the last time you were kissed like that was by Ivan, months ago.
“I know I’ll never be as good as him… But I hope that I can help you get over him, so you can live rather than just being cooped up pushing everyone away. Me, Arthur, Alfred, your parents; how many people have you pushed away (Name)? I don’t want you to think you’re alone because as long as I am alive and I’m living you will never be alone.” Matthew murmured.
~*~*~
Don't listen to them
'Cause what do they know (what do they know)?
We need each other
To have, to hold.
They'll see in time
I know
~*~*~
You looked up at him, shocked had he really just said that, sure it was true but did he really just have to spat it at you after he kissed you!? You shot a glare at him, “You just fucking kissed me and then you said ‘Oh I know I’ll never be as good as him’” You mocked in a very feminine voice. “What the fuck is wrong with you!?” your eyes narrow at Matthew as you crossed your arms. You swore that the minute you stood up and the room didn’t spin you’d deck him; and you swore you’d deck him hard. Crossing your arms you pout glaring at him.
“C’mon (Name), really? I’m going to get you some turkey soup.” He whispered, walking out of your room. Your mom had leftover turkey from the last week when you had last had it. You sat up leaning against your abundant of stuffed animals won at carnivals from past years all won by either Ivan or yourself; mostly Ivan. You grabbed this small stuffed sunflower, Ivan’s favorite things in the world. He bought it for you when you two were little; because you were his ‘little sunflower’ this sunflower could make you both happy and sad.
~*~*~
When destiny calls you
You must be strong (you gotta be strong)
I may not be with you
But you've got to hold on
They'll see in time
I know
We'll show them together
~*~*~
A year has passed since you had gotten sick, and Matthew and you had never been closer, the two of you bickered and whined and you slapped Matthew for no reason only for him to tackle you to the ground and tickle you endlessly. It was a while before you finally got over Ivan, and the fact that he was gone. Finally, you did. It only took a year and a half, but you got over it and you were finally living to your full potential. You were ready to graduate and head off to university; and as per usual, prom was just around the corner and you being the nerd you were didn’t have a date.
However it wasn’t until a familiar face was brought up to you, who was nervous and shy despite the fact you had known the Canadian since forever. “Hey (N-Name), would you like to go to prom, with me,” He asked. Your face turns from its normal color to a deep red. Your smile was priceless as you nod quickly at the boy you’d been crushing on for ages. He looked shocked but smiled and pulled you into a hug, “Good, I’d hate for us to go as two singles, so let’s go as a couple, oui?” He asked in his usual innocent tone.
~*~*~
'Cause you'll be in my heart
Yes, you'll be in my heart
Believe me; you'll be in my heart
I'll be there from this day on,
Now and forever more
~*~*~
And for a split second, everything seemed right and wrong at the same time, you felt butterflies flying crazily about in your stomach and your brain almost stopped working and it seemed as if Francis or Gilbert or Antonio had put him up to it. However, none of you knew that was true. That Matthew truly cared and just wasn’t dared to do something like that to someone like you. You couldn’t stand being hurt like you have and had been.
“Oh my god… Matthew… y-you’re serious?” You manage to stammer out. Matthew nods and smiles at you and you can’t help but grin. “Of course Matthew, if you’re asking me out than the answer is yes!” You beam excitedly. Matthew hugged you tightly enjoying every single second. Minute. Hour. He grins at you, a very toothy smile something you hadn’t seen the deaf boy do in almost as long as he hadn’t seen you do. You never expected Matthew to like you back in such a way that would have you two dating.
~*~*~
Oh, you'll be in my heart (you'll be here in my heart)
No matter what they say (I'll be with you)
You'll be here in my heart (I'll be there), always
Always
I'll be with you
I'll be there for you always
~*~*~
As Prom drew nearer and nearer you and Matthew grew closer and closer and closer until soon you two were standing on the dance floor as his high powered hearing aids picked up the music making him able to dance with you. You didn’t want this night to end; everything seemed perfect, wonderful. As you were spun around you both stopped dead in your tracks, Ivan was there, staring back at you, with a smile on his face, his best friend, and his girlfriend were now the way that he was once with you. He had the biggest smile on his face. You looked around, no one else saw him; it was only you and Matthew.
You looked at Ivan and tears welled in your eyes; the Russian walked to you wiping a tear as he giggled childishly, that adorable chuckle with matching smile that could win over any girl’s heart. He looked at you and pressed one of his too large hands on your cheek and wiped away your tears. “Nyet sunflower,” He whispered softly kissing your temples; he pulled you into a hug making you break out into sobs.
“I miss you Ivy.” You cry softly hugging onto the Russian. He nods and sighed.
“Da, but I’m here, I’ll always be here,” He said into your hair before letting go of you. He goes to Matthew and hugs the sobbing form. “Take care of her Matfey.” Ivan breathed before a few tears stream down his own face and he kisses the top of the Canadian’s head, “Stay happy you two, I have to go, but I love the both of you, but I love (Name) more.” He mused as he walked out of the dance, disappearing.
Gone as though Ivan was never there to begin with; you and Matthew exchange smiles, tears staining your cheeks as you both stand there speechless… everything was right now. Ivan had given you both closure and had showed you both that after death he was happy. And that no matter what the both of you could have done, nothing would have prevented Ivan’s death. There was absolutely nothing that the two of you could have done.
Rather than wallowing in the pain of what Ivan had done you two had both moved on, despite how hard it really was. You both succeeded, Matthew had moved on faster, but he was still happy in what company he kept. Everything had gotten better for you, when you had gotten accepted into your favorite University. Your smile is bright, happily covering your face as Matthew holds you around the waist kissing you gently.
“I promise to always take care of you (Full name); always and forever more.” He whispered softly, “my little maple leaf.”
“I hate you,” You chuckle.
“I know.” And with that, you two laugh and kiss again.
~*~*~
Always and always
Just look over your shoulder
Just look over your shoulder
Just look over your shoulder
I'll be there always.
~*~*~
He knew now that he had nothing to live for. He truly didn't. Today, his life would change, to escape the abuse Matthew decided that killing himself was the only way out, his get out of jail free card. For a moment he wondered how his older brother Alfred would feel, he'd probably lose it too... He was too full of himself to do what Matthew was plotting.
"Matthew?" you asked behind him, though you knew it was probably useless knowing he wouldn’t have his hearing aids in if he were going to do something so irrational. Your guess was right; his shoulders shuddered as he brought the gun to his temples cocking the gun. You let out a sharp scream and dive at the frail framed Canadian tackling him to the ground.
“Matthew Williams!” You cry in agony, (e/c) orbs filling with tears. “Mattie, stop, don’t do this!”
~*~*~
Come stop your crying
It will be alright
Just take my hand
Hold it tight
~*~*~
You tremble shakily as you shake the Canadian, “What’s wrong with you!” you ask shaking the poor boy. Matthew looks at you, trembling, shaking, like he was dead petrified of something that you weren’t sure of. You look at him, your (h/l) (h/c), hair messy from running and tackling the boy.
“I… I can’t t-take it anymore (Name)” He whimpered. Your eyes widen, “Matthew, what’s wrong love? Please you can’t leave me Matthew!” You cried. You shook the small Canadian before pulling him into a straddled hug.
“Don’t talk like that Matthew, please why didn’t you come to me!?” you sobbed. The boy looked at you and pouted, didn’t speak.
“You were too busy to have to deal with me,” Matthew whispered; making your heart shatter into billions of pieces. You looked at him and pulled him closer to you.
“Sh-shut up damnit,” you cried and clung to him.
~*~*~
I will protect you
From all around you
I will be here
Don't you cry
~*~*~
Never on this planet would you or could you be where Matthew wasn’t the most important person in your life. There was no one who was more important. After the death of his best friend, the death of your boyfriend; he’d been torn up, and hadn’t gotten over it. You missed Ivan as much as anyone, except Matthew. He could never miss anyone more than how much he missed that Russian. You knew the Canadian better than anyone, and you knew how broken up and torn he was without Ivan around.
You removed your backpack and hugged Matthew wrapping the thick Ivory scarf that Ivan had given you on his and your one and a half year anniversary. You had bought Ivan a new scarf for Christmas the year previous and he had given this one to you for your anniversary. You knew how much it meant to Ivan, which meant; it meant that same value to Matthew. Besides, you had his jacket and that was your safety blanket.
Matthew hugged you, and then the scarf as he broke down into sobs. You stood up and wrapped him in Ivan’s coat, to you. It hadn’t settled in that he was really gone yet, but you knew he was you just refused to believe that Ivan would do something like that. You hugged Matthew taking the gun and putting it in your book bag. You would give it to Alfred tomorrow at school. Matthew turned to you and rested his head on your shoulder crying…
“I know Hun, you miss him, we all do Mattie, but we still have each other, I’m going to take you home okay….?” You asked softly ad walked him back to your home; Matthew needed a warm safe friendly environment. And your parents would be wondering where you were. You gathered both of your guys’ book bags and emptied the contents of Matthew’s into your own. Sighing at everything, the knives and pills, it broke your heart.
~*~*~
For one so small,
You seem so strong
My arms will hold you,
Keep you safe and warm
This bond between us
Can't be broken
I will be here
Don't you cry
~*~*~
When you two arrived back at your home you helped Matthew to the fireplace and went to make cocoa. You looked at your brother, “Arthur,” You whispered.
He looked back at you, “What do you want?” He asked snidely. You rolled your eyes and glared at him as you turned on the kettle preparing the mugs.
“For once, I’m asking you to not be an unlikeable prick, text your idiot boyfriend, tell him Matthew tried killing himself and he’s staying here until I have deemed in necessary that he is allowed to leave. Now, do it.” You snarled as Arthur jumped and removed his phone calling Alfred. When the kettle was ready you poured the water into the mugs and put some marshmallows on the top and sprinkled the peppermint dust you got from Ivan as an early Christmas present this year.
~*~*~
'Cause you'll be in my heart
Yes, you'll be in my heart
From this day on
Now and forever more
You'll be in my heart
No matter what they say
You'll be here in my heart, always
~*~*~
You walk into the living room in front of the fireplace handing Matthew the Polar bear mug and your mother wraps a blanket around yours and Matthew’s shoulders. “Merci Maman.” You whispered and leaned against your friend. Ivan’s coat smelled just like him… He gathered you into a hug, saying nothing as he held you tightly in his arms. You had learned sin language as a younger girl because a lot of your family members were old and couldn’t hear so you knew how to read it, and how to perform it as well. You quickly signed out ‘I know you miss him, and I’m not saying forget, but we can both live without him…. I promise…’ you signed and he nodded.
~Time skip brought to you by the BTT~
It had been six months since that night, and you had turned into a hypocrite, your life was spiralling downward since you had realized Ivan was gone and he wasn’t coming back. You sobbed for endless nights and you had tried shooting yourself like what he did, but your parents locked up the guns an only they had the pass-code. Not even Arthur had it; as it was a combination of eight letters and numbers, one you didn’t know. Hanging yourself was out of the question as your parents didn’t ever put you in girl’s guides for obvious reasons. Everything, you had tried it all, Matthew was by your side when you tried to overdose on Tylenol giving you the exact speech you had given him six months previous.
~*~*~
Why can't they understand the way we feel?
They just don't trust what they can't explain
I know we're different but deep inside us
We're not that different at all
~*~*~
You were lying in bed sick trying to sleep it off when Matthew walked into your bedroom, you were wearing his coat. You looked at Matthew and gave a weak smile; he smiled softly and waved at you as he sat next to you on the bed, “You should be at school….” You whispered and held your head.
“(Name), it’s Saturday,” He teased pressing a kiss to your temple. You smiled and gave him a weak chuckle that turned into a very rough hoarse cough that made you groan. “I’m making soup with your mom, she took the morning off, but she’s staying all night. At work, I told her that I’d come take care of you…” He whispered softly. You smiled after you stop coughing. “Thank you.”
~*~*~
And you'll be in my heart
Yes, you'll be in my heart
From this day on
Now and forever more
~*~*~
He stood up you reach out and grab his hand. “Mattie, don’t leave just ring the bell…” You whisper and groan gesturing to the golden bell. He looks at you and sits back down, leaning over you, and kisses you, on the lips, despite the fact you were sick. He looks at you and smiled as he pulls away and presses a finger to your lips; you squeak and cover your lips, the last time you were kissed like that was by Ivan, months ago.
“I know I’ll never be as good as him… But I hope that I can help you get over him, so you can live rather than just being cooped up pushing everyone away. Me, Arthur, Alfred, your parents; how many people have you pushed away (Name)? I don’t want you to think you’re alone because as long as I am alive and I’m living you will never be alone.” Matthew murmured.
~*~*~
Don't listen to them
'Cause what do they know (what do they know)?
We need each other
To have, to hold.
They'll see in time
I know
~*~*~
You looked up at him, shocked had he really just said that, sure it was true but did he really just have to spat it at you after he kissed you!? You shot a glare at him, “You just fucking kissed me and then you said ‘Oh I know I’ll never be as good as him’” You mocked in a very feminine voice. “What the fuck is wrong with you!?” your eyes narrow at Matthew as you crossed your arms. You swore that the minute you stood up and the room didn’t spin you’d deck him; and you swore you’d deck him hard. Crossing your arms you pout glaring at him.
“C’mon (Name), really? I’m going to get you some turkey soup.” He whispered, walking out of your room. Your mom had leftover turkey from the last week when you had last had it. You sat up leaning against your abundant of stuffed animals won at carnivals from past years all won by either Ivan or yourself; mostly Ivan. You grabbed this small stuffed sunflower, Ivan’s favorite things in the world. He bought it for you when you two were little; because you were his ‘little sunflower’ this sunflower could make you both happy and sad.
~*~*~
When destiny calls you
You must be strong (you gotta be strong)
I may not be with you
But you've got to hold on
They'll see in time
I know
We'll show them together
~*~*~
~Yet another Time skip brought to you by the BTT~
A year has passed since you had gotten sick, and Matthew and you had never been closer, the two of you bickered and whined and you slapped Matthew for no reason only for him to tackle you to the ground and tickle you endlessly. It was a while before you finally got over Ivan, and the fact that he was gone. Finally, you did. It only took a year and a half, but you got over it and you were finally living to your full potential. You were ready to graduate and head off to university; and as per usual, prom was just around the corner and you being the nerd you were didn’t have a date.
However it wasn’t until a familiar face was brought up to you, who was nervous and shy despite the fact you had known the Canadian since forever. “Hey (N-Name), would you like to go to prom, with me,” He asked. Your face turns from its normal color to a deep red. Your smile was priceless as you nod quickly at the boy you’d been crushing on for ages. He looked shocked but smiled and pulled you into a hug, “Good, I’d hate for us to go as two singles, so let’s go as a couple, oui?” He asked in his usual innocent tone.
~*~*~
'Cause you'll be in my heart
Yes, you'll be in my heart
Believe me; you'll be in my heart
I'll be there from this day on,
Now and forever more
~*~*~
And for a split second, everything seemed right and wrong at the same time, you felt butterflies flying crazily about in your stomach and your brain almost stopped working and it seemed as if Francis or Gilbert or Antonio had put him up to it. However, none of you knew that was true. That Matthew truly cared and just wasn’t dared to do something like that to someone like you. You couldn’t stand being hurt like you have and had been.
“Oh my god… Matthew… y-you’re serious?” You manage to stammer out. Matthew nods and smiles at you and you can’t help but grin. “Of course Matthew, if you’re asking me out than the answer is yes!” You beam excitedly. Matthew hugged you tightly enjoying every single second. Minute. Hour. He grins at you, a very toothy smile something you hadn’t seen the deaf boy do in almost as long as he hadn’t seen you do. You never expected Matthew to like you back in such a way that would have you two dating.
~*~*~
Oh, you'll be in my heart (you'll be here in my heart)
No matter what they say (I'll be with you)
You'll be here in my heart (I'll be there), always
Always
I'll be with you
I'll be there for you always
~*~*~
As Prom drew nearer and nearer you and Matthew grew closer and closer and closer until soon you two were standing on the dance floor as his high powered hearing aids picked up the music making him able to dance with you. You didn’t want this night to end; everything seemed perfect, wonderful. As you were spun around you both stopped dead in your tracks, Ivan was there, staring back at you, with a smile on his face, his best friend, and his girlfriend were now the way that he was once with you. He had the biggest smile on his face. You looked around, no one else saw him; it was only you and Matthew.
You looked at Ivan and tears welled in your eyes; the Russian walked to you wiping a tear as he giggled childishly, that adorable chuckle with matching smile that could win over any girl’s heart. He looked at you and pressed one of his too large hands on your cheek and wiped away your tears. “Nyet sunflower,” He whispered softly kissing your temples; he pulled you into a hug making you break out into sobs.
“I miss you Ivy.” You cry softly hugging onto the Russian. He nods and sighed.
“Da, but I’m here, I’ll always be here,” He said into your hair before letting go of you. He goes to Matthew and hugs the sobbing form. “Take care of her Matfey.” Ivan breathed before a few tears stream down his own face and he kisses the top of the Canadian’s head, “Stay happy you two, I have to go, but I love the both of you, but I love (Name) more.” He mused as he walked out of the dance, disappearing.
Gone as though Ivan was never there to begin with; you and Matthew exchange smiles, tears staining your cheeks as you both stand there speechless… everything was right now. Ivan had given you both closure and had showed you both that after death he was happy. And that no matter what the both of you could have done, nothing would have prevented Ivan’s death. There was absolutely nothing that the two of you could have done.
Rather than wallowing in the pain of what Ivan had done you two had both moved on, despite how hard it really was. You both succeeded, Matthew had moved on faster, but he was still happy in what company he kept. Everything had gotten better for you, when you had gotten accepted into your favorite University. Your smile is bright, happily covering your face as Matthew holds you around the waist kissing you gently.
“I promise to always take care of you (Full name); always and forever more.” He whispered softly, “my little maple leaf.”
“I hate you,” You chuckle.
“I know.” And with that, you two laugh and kiss again.
~*~*~
Always and always
Just look over your shoulder
Just look over your shoulder
Just look over your shoulder
I'll be there always.
~*~*~
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Oh my god guys thank you so much for the 30+ favorites in less than three days! I feel so asdfghjkl;' it's so emotional guys, I don't deserve this thank you and I don't know what to say! Other than I feel so blessed so many other's really liked this! I can't believe you guys! Thank you! I promise, I'm writing a 2p! Canada x Reader now! Please read my other Fanfictions and enjoy them. Feel free to request as well!
EDIT #2
How did I get so many favorites in such a short time! It hasn't even been a month yet and I'm freaking out over 40+ Favorites! Oh my God. I don't deserve your loveeeeee TTwTT I really don't. What have I done to deserve this from you guys! 50+ Comments and 40+ Favorites. I don't deserve this... 
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you're so kind.EDIT #3
Oh my god guys, this has nearly 80 favorites and you guys just make me so happy/Sad. I love you more than anything I just thought I'd tell you that. Also, Critiques are now open and I love to read what you guys think of it. Also It was brought to my attention through a Critique that Someone thought Artie was abusing poor little Matthew? No that's not exactly the case. In fact this whole fanfiction was like based on a role play i did . Actually a combination of multiple role plays I did. Anyway. I always used to Rp as an abused Characters and I always used two of my Ocs as his and Alfred's parents. He gets abused by his father Nathaniel and not so much his mother Cassandra. So sorry for any confusion and I love you guys! Hugs and kisses! I was in a dark place when I wrote this and now I'm doing much better! Thank you so much I never would have gotten this far with my stories if it weren't for you fans. I fucking love you!!! <3
I do not in any way shape or form own Hetalia and there's a huge chance that I never will either.
Hetalia is owned by Hidekaz Himaruya 
you are owned by Canada 
Plot is owned by me: 
So anyway, Here's a Not so brief recap of what's going on in the song fic.
Mathew you and Ivan were the three amigos, all throughout elementary school and Junior high. You had always had a thing For Ivan when you first started the sixth grade and The two of you decided to start dating the summer before you all started High School. Luckily also being a friend of Matthew's you wouldn't have to abandon your best friend.
Everything was so perfect in your life that you didn't pick up on Matthew's depression that seemed to be getting worse. It didn't put you off when he would say something about his mother that died many years previous to the story. Unaware of the world around you Ivan up and shot himself; after Ivan's suicide. Matthew tries, unaware you are that close to him. The whole time the song is Ivan's words to you and Matthew.
A year passes, somewhere around June before final exams, your life turned around, you got accepted into your favorite University (Just go with it) You had surrounded yourself with positive impacts and positive people. One Day Mattie walks over to you and asks you to prom and then asks you if you wanted to go out. so with your little crush, you quickly accept the opportunity to have Matthew for your own.
At Prom the two of you are dancing, he spins you and you both lock eyes with that friendly Russian you had both loved. You all talk and he finally gives both of you the closure you needed to move on just to know that he was watching over you both. Getting that you both move on and finally are able to live your lives.
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Overall Vision Originality Technique ImpactOh my gosh~ This was the best, most amazing thing EVER!!
(Side note, Russia and Canada are my favorite 2 characters, making this EVEN BETTER!!!)
I like how it had the moment of feels near the beginning, then the very relatable pieces in the middle, and finished with soft, happy cuteness.
If I had to critique anything about this, it would be that it took me forever to figure out that Arthur wasn't the person giving Matthew the 'abuse' mentioned in the second paragraph, but that was just me getting confused until near the end...
Over all, I LOVED this story!