Allen woke up to a horrible smell, like if something was dead..His ruby eyes looking around. He remembered the living room, the color of the walls, the objects surrounding him, The soft couch he laid on,he was home..? "But how-" he then looked to his side, eyes widening in horror
There laid Carlos,
Dead..
He quickly got up off the couch, running to the phone, dialing 911. "911 whats your emergence?" The women spoke."Hello, Im Allen F Jones" he tired to say calmly, but the tears kept falling, because how could he be okay if he lost the last thing he could hold onto? There was no point of being strong, he just let the tears flow. "Im the one who has been missing for a year"he said. There was a long pause until he heard "Police are on there way.."
*A year later*
Allen was known as a great survivor all over the Nation, Getting constant interviews that asked for his story. But he didnt want this, He didnt deserve the fame.he was no survivor, he was just lucky. Going through all of the trauma was finally over, but he still felt like a prisoner, What Truly kept him up at Night was the Letter that police found at the crime scene, Before Carlos stabbed himself multiple times to death, he wrote a letter, just for Allen
To my dearest love,
Before I go, I want to say Im sorry
Sorry for the pain I put you though
I now Understand that A monster like me can never be loved
Whats the point of my Existence? I only cause pain and suffering
I hope you can be happy that now I ended my life for you
Because thats what you always wanted, right? To be free again
Im so sorry Allen
Im sorry mi Amor
'Im sorry'
Those words haunted him. It wasnt Carlos's fault, He had been though so much. Allen felt it was his fault, Not showing any love to the poor boy. He could of saved him, he could of done something to stop him, But now he completely lost everything. The love of his life, friends, family, and his old childhood friend
He laid there on his bed, emotionless. he began to tear up, the warm liquid falling down his cheek. How did he let this be? He was stronger than this, but why was he so weak? Is this what Carlos felt like his whole life? Dead? It was so horrible, the feeling wouldnt go away. It kept him prisoner
"I loved
and loved
and lost you"
"And it hurts like hell.."
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Fanfiction2p!Canada X 2p!America X Yandere!2p!Mexico (This was my first fanfic i wrote and i made it back in 2016 so basically its bad and cringey) A broken young man meets a male named Allen, who changes his life with him, he finally feels complete, and he f...
