*Idk apparently I'm just a masochistic shit because for some reason I really like angst, so I'm gonna write it at 1 in the morning. Canada Pov. T/W ATTEMPTED RAPE*

"GET OFF OF HIM." I screamed as Caleb continued to punch Gilbert, even after he stopped moving.

I started trying to yank Caleb off Gilbert but he just shoved me to the ground as well.

He got up and stood over me like he had so many times before, with the same preditory look he always had.

"Caleb stop." I said. I could hear the fear seeping out of my Voice. I sounded small and shakey.

He started walking towards me and I scrambled back into the wall. I started trying to kick at him to keep him away but he just grabbed my legs and pushed them apart, sitting between them.

"Look at me slut. You're gonna be a good whore and do everything I say, and I might not kill you. Got it."

I shook my head violently, feeling tears cascading down my face. I was still trying to push him off, but he pinned my arms above my head and shoved me farther into the wall.

"Listen to me! I'm going to fuck you, and when I'm done with that, I'm going to kill your guy and I'm gonna make you watch it, then I'm taking you home with me and do whatever I want to-" thud.

Caleb collapsed onto me and I saw Alfred standing behind him with a huge stick in his hands, one that could knock a person out. He looked tired and most likely hungover, his hair was messy, and he was wearing a brown, plaid shirt that was wat too big for him and jeans.

I quickly scrambled to my feet and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, crying into the scratchy material of his shirt.

He dropped the stick with a thud and pulled me closer into the hug.

We stayed there for a long time, just hugging in the middle of Gilbert's welcome room with the door left open and two unconscious men at our feet while he tried to calm me down.

Once I had stopped crying, we dealt with Celab by dragging him into a nearby ditch where nobody would see him. Then we came back and brought Gilbert upstairs to his room and set him on his bed.

"Are you okay Matt?" he asked me while after we had left Gilbert's room.

"No, but you should go home."

Alfred looked at me with clear concern. "No way. I'm not leaving you here alone."

"I'm not alone, Al. Gilbert's here."

"Gilbert is unconscious! He can't protect you if that guy comes back!" Alfred shouted, making me flinch.

"Shit. I'm sorry Matt, I'm just worried." he said with a guilty look in his eyes.

"'s fine. Just need to talk to Gilbert about something is all."

"I won't listen. I'll just stay downstairs until you need me, kay?"

"Okay." I nodded as he pulled me into a hug and kissed my forehead.

"I love you Mattie."

"love you too Al."

Alfred went downstairs and I went back into Gilbert's room and sat by his bed.

I was exhausted from everything that had happened today, everything with Gilbert, and Caleb showing up,. I just wanted to sleep.

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*TIME SKIP! Idk probably like two hours or something? Prussia pov*

I woke up with a blaring headache. I slowly sat up with a groan and rubbed my head.

I saw Matt asleep with his head resting on the edge of the bed, ir felt like a switch from the day I first kissed him.

I smiled at the memory.

And then I remembered what happened earlier.

"Shit!"

I didn't remember much, I remember Caleb showing up and beating my ass around, but I blacked out.

What happened after that? Did he hurt Matthew?!

"Gilbert, you're up?"

I looked over to see Matthew looking up at me from the edge of the bed.

I quickly pulled him into a hug, kissing all over his face.

"What happened?! Are you okay?! Did he hurt you?!" I sat back and looked at him, he looked... Sad.

"Matt?"

He wasn't looking at me, he kept his eyes on the bed sheets as he moved my hand from his cheek.

"Gil, I don't think we should be together."

I felt the blood drain from my face, he looked as though he was on the verge of tears.

"Wha- What? Why? I-is it something I did? I can do better I promise, just please tell me what it is."

I felt my own tears welling up in my eyes.

"Gilbert, no! It's nothing to do with you! I just don't want you to get hurt."

I looked at him in confusion but he continued to avoid eye contact. "What do you mean? I'm not gonna get hurt-"

"I mean Caleb. I don't want him to hurt you just because I'm with you!"

"He won't. That's not gonna happen again, I can call the police on him and make sure he never comes back."

"He was going to kill you! He told me he was going to kill you and I won't be able to live with myself if you got hurt because of me! If there's anything I know about Caleb it's that he won't stop, he'll leave you alone if I stop seeing you."

He was fully crying now, and so was I. I didn't want him to leave, he was the best thing to ever happen to me and I was going to lose him.

"Please, Matt, I-I love you."

He stood up and turned away from me, trying to wipe his tears. "I know. That's why I have to leave."

He started to walk away but I caught his wrist. "Wait. Can I- Can I have one more kiss? Please?"

Matthew looked like he was contemplating it, before leaning down and pressing a kiss against my lips.

It was a passionate kiss, but there was no heat, just... Sad and emotional. I could feel the tears on his face, and the ones on mine and I drank in his his taste for the last time. And all too soon he pulled back.

"I don't think I wanna let you go Birdie." I whispered, looking into his eyes, and he returned my gaze for the first time tonight.

"Me niether. But I have to. I can't let you get hurt."

It hurt me to let him leave, but as long as he would be happier, I would live the rest of my life in pain. I would go through any amount of pain for him.

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*back to Canada pov*

I wiped the tears off my face as I shut the door behind me. I leaned against the door and sighed. I knew it would probably end up being a bad idea leaving Gilbert, but I couldn't let him get hurt.

I walked down the stairs to where Alfred was waiting on the couch.

"Come on, let's go home." I said walking to the welcome room and shoving my shoes on.

"What happened? Are you okay?"

"I broke up with Gilbert," I said as we walked out the door, "I don't want Caleb coming back, you heard what he said he was going to do and I don't think he was bluffing."

Alfred nodded but gave me a look.

"What?"

"I don't think you should've left him. I haven't seen you so happy since you were fourteen. You were good for each other."

I looked down at the floor. "I've never cared about someone as much as I care about Gilbert. It would kill me if he got hurt."

He shut up after that and we walked the rest of the way home in silence.

*wow guys I'm great at my job. Honestly though I feel like such a child, I'm currently the only person in the room who has no significant other, is under 15, and has never had alcohol. And everyone else smells like weed. Great. Anyway hope you enjoyed this scoop of angst and uncomfortable to write, see ya sooon*