England PoV:
Seems like both of us made good on our words. Now, years later, we truly are enemies.
And I am stronger. Much stronger.
You hung me out to dry, and became friends with my brother. I hate him! I hate my brother! He made us into enemies, and then took you for himself... and you went with him. I hate you too!
I lost both people I was close to.
I can tell you are standing right behind me, and I can't fight anymore...
...I don't want to fight. I may be strong, but both of you are just too entwined in my life to keep fighting.
"...Francis?" I call out.
Just as I had thought, I heard your footsteps close in. You knelt behind me, and your arms wrapped around me. You put your head on my shoulder and pulled me closer.
"Now you're on your own... but he won't hurt you again anymore." your fingers trace over all the faint old scars that you had tended to long ago.
I grab your hand."You humiliated me. This is not over yet, you frog."
We're enemies.
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We're Enemies
FanfictionEngland and France have been two superpowers that have constantly been at each other's necks. But there is more to their feelings for each other than either will ever admit. Not even to themselves. Not even when they cry out the other's name when th...
