What hurts the most (usuk)SONG: What hurts the most: by Rascal Flatts
Ive labeled where the lyrics would because it really ties the story together, if you google the song + lyrics click on the first link
FIRST SEVEN LINES
Emerald eyes snapped open as unusually loud thunder screeched through the house. "Bloody hell" the English nation muttered raking his hand through unruly blonde hair. A streak of lightning sent a mixture of light and shadows to build the room. A quick insight revealed a four poster bed sitting adjacent an antique vanity of wood. He couldn't help but jump once more at another clap of thunder that demanded his attention. "This is bloody annoying, so loud tonight" folding the blankets back from his body his feet sliding into properly placed slippers. Lifting a pre-folded robe from the foot of the bed and proceeded across mahogany floor boards into a carpeted hall. "A cup of tea should calm the night again" he said out loud, voice echoing off the walls. The only sound to accompany his v
I Have A Crush On You (2)(hello, please leave a comment below on your opinion of the fic and hop on over to my twitter on updates for new fics, taking requests and tips on writing fics
Me and Mattie ran around outside on Saturday off from school. I was so excited for the night. A red backpack sat on my back as I ran through the knee high grass I was so excited about tonight. The repeated thump of the pack against my back would not let me forget the goodies I had stashed away inside. Treasure hunting through my parents garage I had found a small bucket of fire crackers. I was going to set them off cause today is my birthday! Scratches on my hands, knees and dirt on my clothes and the stinging of my cheeks alerted me to the beginning of a sun burn. I couldn't have been happier. I excitedly watched as the sun began to sink down closer to the ground, like a big fish swallowing a water bug. I zipped up my bag and ran from the garage and into the kitchen going for the black out drawer. Digging through flashlights an
I Have A Crush On You (1)(Please leave a comment below on your opinions of the story thus far, it is my first time attempting a high school hetalia fic. Thanks)
"Backpack...math book..gym clothes and food!" with that I had finished my mental checklist for the morning."Alright!" running down the long grey carpeted hall I was the only one left in the building at this time. But nah I'm not worried about being late. The metal front door of my dorm slammed back against the brick wall of the structure. Basically I leave the dorms later than others because the teachers loved me. Our campus is large, I mean dang our dorms are a mile away from the main campus classrooms. Every morning and evening all the students have to walk along the sidewalk paved path between the dorms and school. But dude I need more sleep than that, that's why I got a bike. I brought it from home right after my first semester as a freshman and hid it in the large bushes outside of the main door. Everybody on campus knew that I had it, the main re
The Past Has its Ways of Finding you (2)RECAP:
……‘how many bloody people did they send out in this group, they keep seeming to multiple like rabbits!’ she swore silently and reached into her apron pockets, her thudding heart coming to stand still as not only was she out of cartridges but the only thing nestled inside the cloth was a envelope. Peeking at the seal on the letter she swore the mark on her thigh throbbed violently. It was a seal that stirred many different feelings inside of her like that of a witch’s cauldron. Something she saw on a yearly base but for some reason she felt that this year something was going to happen, and it wasn’t necessarily going to be a good thing. ’this is not the time Maylene!’ Turning away quickly she grabbed at the metal box waiting by Bards feet…
The esteemed butler walked down the steps, stepping over the bodies strewn across the once manicured lawn as he watched the three silhouettes that stood along the stone walling of the Pha
The Past has its ways of finding you chp 1(sequel)“Are you quiet comfortable young master?” the tall butler questioned as he looked at the young earl through the flickering of a candle flame. The young boy looked up from the vast ocean of satin that surrounded him in waves and made a small nest about his body.
“I am quite comfortable yes, you both may take your leave” he said his eyes playing connect the dots between the candle wielding butler to the maid that held the evening tray of tea that he had just finished taking part in. The pair bowed in unison and exited the room closing the door behind them with a barely audible click.
“They have been prowling the grounds for a good thirty minutes or so Mr. Sebastian” The red headed maid whispered looking up at him through ridiculously large frames that sat perched upon her nose.
“yes and now that the light has left the earls window they will soon move in to attack, so no time for dawdling off to your duties Miss Maylene” He responded quietly