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CanadaxReader - Matthew's Maple - Alternate Ending

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It was 2 weeks after the accident Canada had gotten into, and you've been checking up on him everyday ever since. You hated seeing him the way he was. He wasn't healthy, happy, or able to do anything on his own, and you knew it was going to be this way for a long time. But you still had the small piece of hope and faith that he was going to heal faster than expected, and he'd soon be home at last.
You were sitting in your living room, looking at the pictures of all the dates you went on with Canada. Tears started to hit the pictures after you smiled, recalling every wonderful second you'd spent with your prince. You came across the photos of the day he'd gotten into the car crash, and your eyes were leaking with hot tears. You cupped your face in your hands, wishing that this never happened to him. But wishing wasn't going to do anything, and you kept telling yourself that.
You put the book back on the shelf in your living room closet and sat back on the couch. You sat there for 15 minutes, just thinking. You thought deep about all the days you two spent together, but you wished that one date could've waited. You wished it could've waited, for even a day, so that you'd have your Canada for just a day longer, and he probably wouldn't have gotten in that accident.
Anything could've happened. He could've stayed at your place that night and waken up with you, and he could've taken you to his place. He could've stayed at your place for as long as he wanted, and he knew this. But out of all the possibilities, the accident had happened to him. You whimpered and cradled on the couch, feeling cold and lonely. You wanted to feel his arms around you once more. About 5 minutes later, you received a call. You ran to the phone as quickly as possible. It was America.
"Oh, hey Alfred." You tried covering your nasal voice from him.
"Listen, ___! You need to get here now! To the hospital, right now! Please!"
"What? Wha-why?! What happened?!" You rushed to get your shoes and coat on while talking to him.
"I-I can't explain! Just, hurry! Now!" He was panting, and you could hear him starting to cry. You rushed to the hospital as fast as you could, hoping and praying everything was going to be alright. You tried cheering yourself up with happy thoughts and statements to yourself that Canada was strong and he was going to be alright. But America's words kept replaying in your head, and you couldn't even imagine what was really going on. You just hoped everything was going fine.
You ran inside as fast as possible, demanding for Canada. The lady at the front desk asked you to calm down, and you could hear America. He was pounding his fist on the wall, crying out loud. 'Alfred?' you thought while tears were flowing down your pink cheeks. You followed his voice down the corridor, remembering the Canada's room number. You were afraid to see what was happening.
You peeked and saw America on his knees, clenching Canada's hand. His head was hidden in his arms, and he was trembling. England was beside him, crying harder. You ran inside.
"Alfred, Arthur? What's going on?!" They slowly looked up at you with red faces and endless tears. You cupped your hands after looking at Canada's stiff body. "No…No! This can't be!" You ran up to Canada, hugging him as tight as you could. You realized how cold his body was, and that's when you knew. "No, Matthew, wake up, I'm here for you. Matthew, please…" You were lightly padding his cheeks and shaking him. "Ma-Matthew! Please! Wake up! I'm here…Alfred called me, and I'm here! Please, Matthew…please!" You couldn't believe it. You didn't want to believe it. Not after everything you two have done together. Not after all he's done for you. Not after he said he loved you.
"We're so, so sorry, ___." America was crying as he walked up to you with Canada's crying polar bear. England followed. "I-I tried to help keep him alive…I told him to hang in there…I'm so sorry for everything!" He laid his head on Canada's body as well, hiding his face. England cried even harder, grabbing America's hand and holding it tight.
"I'm sorry too, Alfred…I-I just wish there was a way to bring him back…but this….this can't be! He-he doesn't deserve this…not after all the things he's helped us with. I….I regret ever ignoring him…I regret not being a better friend to him…I regret everything. This…This wasn't supposed to happen…Especially to Matthew…" His breathing was rough, making it harder for him to speak.
"Oh Matthew…please…wake up! Matthew, please!" You clenched onto his cold hands. "Come on, Matthew…please come back! You…you're all that I have! Please…don't leave me…" You cried harder, knowing he was gone and that you were permanently lonely. "Why Matthew…why won't you wake up?!" America and England tried hugging you and comforting you, but you pushed them away.
They couldn't comfort. No one could, not the way Canada could. And he always did, even when you weren't truly sad. He always knew just what to say and do. He knew how to hold you, how to make you smile. He knew everything about you. Your favorite color, the things that make you smile, and the things that don't. He knew how to make you happy, but most importantly, he knew how to love you. And he did, very well. He loved you like no other, but now…he was gone.
Your prince was gone. The thought made you shriek his name, and you didn't want to let go. A few minutes later, everyone showed up, staring at you. They were all in tears, feeling horrible about what happened. Liechtenstein came up, crying her eyes out. It hurt her enough to know you weren't happy, but now that your one and only was gone, she couldn't take the pain, nor could you. It wasn't easy to believe, and none of you dared to believe it, but it was true.
"Oh Lily…" you cried her name out. "Matthew…he's gone! And it's my fault!"
'Now ___! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Please…stop blaming yourself!" She fell to the floor, cradling her face in her hands. She looked up at you, and you gave her a hug. "Please, ___. None of this was your fault…none of it…I know this is extremely hard for you. It's hard for all of us, but please…whatever you do, don't blame yourself. You know Matthew wouldn't want that. All he wanted for you is to be happy and loved…it made him happier." Everyone stopped to stare at her, listening to her every word.
"This…this isn't easy for any of us….it's so hard right now, but you know what?" She tried to smile, although a frown tried coming upon her face, along with more tears. "Matthew's in a better place. He's not going through anymore pain, and he's in a better place. All…all he needs is for you, and everyone else to except that. He just wants to see you happy, and that's what makes him happy, ___. So please stop blaming yourself…it isn't going to get any of us anywhere, but in a worse situation." You hugged her tighter, as she returned the favor, and you both at there, crying.
You got up from the floor, and America and England gave you a hug. They were crying, everyone was crying. And everyone all got a chance to sit there and say their goodbyes to Canada. You sat there, staring at Canada's stiff, spiritless body. All your surroundings were blurry, and more tears fell after every blink you gave. You knew that nothing was going to be the same. Nothing. And you especially knew that no one could ever replace your Canada. The thought alone made you cry louder and louder. America was next to say goodbye, but he couldn't. That was his little brother. He couldn't just let him go….no one could.
"You…big…jerk!" He pounded his fist on the hospital bed. "Why, Matt…why'd you have to go and leave…why you, dammit…why?! Really Matt…we're going to miss you bro…" He took his glasses off to wipe his bloodshot eyes. "You were one hell of a man, Matthew…we'll always love you, no matter what." Liechtenstein was the last to say goodbye, before you. She hugged you, crying on your shoulder.
"Okay, ___." She wiped her face, trying to smile. "Go make him happy." You gave her one last tight hug.
"I love you so much Lily."
"I love you so much, too, ___." After you separated from her, you slowly walked up to him. America sat in the chair next to the door, and England paced back and forth, crying out of anger and sorrow. You grabbed the chair behind you and sat right next to Canada. You cried harder and harder, so many thoughts were swarming around in your head. You began to speak.
"Oh Matthew…why'd you have to go and leave me, huh?" Your words trembled. "Matthew…why?! Why did this happen to you…why you?! Out of all the people in the world, it happened to you. Matthew…I know you're looking down upon me from Heaven, and I know you're in a better place right now, but why so soon? Why?" You pounded your fist on the hospital bed. "Please answer me, Matthew…please! I-I can't go on without you…you were my first, and you're my only. You're all I have left…and now, you're gone." You were terrified at the sight of his lifeless body. "Matthew…I love you… I love you so damn much…and I know you love me too. I just know it…why'd you have to go, dammit?! Why?!" America and England were drowning in their tears, listening to you and realizing how lonely it was without Canada.
"What do you think I'm supposed to do without you Matthew? What am I going to do? Oh Matthew…I…I don't want to let you go. I never did. But you leave me no choice…I really don't want to lose you…no one does…we never did, Matthew. We all love you so much. You don't even…you just don't know, Matthew…we need you! We love you Matthew…we love you so very much…and now you're gone."
You cried for hours, and everyone left, except for you, America, England, and Liechtenstein. France had taken Canada's polar bear back to his place. The 4 of you gathered around Canada, and you all cried your eyes out. That was all you could do. It was so much to process at once…you just didn't want to believe it. You weren't the only one, but you knew you had to except it sooner or later.
"Matthew…how am I supposed to be happy…if…if you're gone?" Your tears weren't as heavy anymore, but you had an insane headache, and you felt like your life was over. There wasn't a day you didn't spend with Canada, but now that he was gone, what was there to do?
The nurse came in with a sad look on her face. She knew it was hard for you guys, but she didn't have a choice. She was only doing her job when she kindly asked you guys to leave. She had to put his body away, and you knew this was the very last time you were going to see him. It scared you. It made you angry, and it made you poignant. You cried your hardest as you tried to say goodbye to him.
"M-Matthew…I know you can hear me. It's time for them to put your body away…and this means good…this means…goodbye…goodbye forever…" You dropped to the floor. You didn't want to let him go. But Liechtenstein's words repeated in your head. He just wanted you to be happy, and this was the main thing he wanted you to except so that you could be happy again. You got back up off the floor and wiped your face, although the tears wouldn't stop. "I guess…I guess this is goodbye, Matthew. I-I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you…so much. We all do….and we will always remember you, no matter what happens. Matthew, you will always be in our hearts, everywhere we go. So….goodbye, Matthew. You were more than a wonderful friend and boyfriend. And Matthew…I will always be your Maple."
You cried as you saw his body being pushed down the empty hallway, and America and England came up to hug you. Lichtenstein followed and you all cried together. But you knew that Matthew was in a better place. He wasn't in any pain anymore, and most importantly, he was happy. Now that you've excepted him leaving, he was happy, and so were you. He loved you, you loved him, and the both of you were happy. And that was all that mattered.
You waved at the hospital and looked up to the blurry sky, smiling, knowing he was in a wonderful place. Knowing he was now happy again. You then said your last goodbye.
"Goodbye, Matthew Williams. I'll always be your maple."
You guys should know I cried while typing this up. But I enjoyed it...in a way.

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~If you really want to get in the mood, you should listen to this sad song while reading (╥_╥): [link]
[It helped set the mood and it helped me write the story.]
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JuniperAshee's avatar
I have never cried when reading a fanfic, but you made me cry so hard. You are one of the most greatest writers i have ever seen

               
                                                                                        T~T