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The Truth Can Hurt

Ever since you where little, your Dad loved you. Throughout your life he always tried to be there for you. Always trying to go to your school meet ups and cheer you on in games, competitions, and such. Through on your 6th birthday your Mom died. When that happened, your Dad would go out and not come back for days. He would leave one of his friends to watch you. When he was there, he would spend as much time as he could with you. Later in your teens you found out that your Mom was killed by a gang that had been targeting your family for some time. Starting to get curious as to why a gang would be targeting your family, you began to look into it. Here you are now, almost finished with all of your college courses...senior year, and you still don't have any answers. You would not give up. You where doing this for your Mom. Most all your friends left you saying that if it was a gang they did not want one part of it or you. You only have 3 friends now and 2 of them are, well, like family to you. This year you finally got your own place. It was a small apartment, but stunning in every way. It had a cozy kitchen and a good sized bathroom, living room, and bed room, but best of all, it was on the beach. The rents was not too bad either. The friends that stuck by you were helping you unpack.
"Ve~ I'm getting hungry."
Feliciano said.
"Yah, ze awesome, me is too" Gilbert said as well.
"Feliciano it's cos your putting up my kitchen stuff, and pasta at that. And Gilbert, you just ate." you told them.
"Yah so, I'm man, ve need your strength." Gilburt called back as he stuck his head in your fridge, only to have it meet one of your frying pans that Elizabeta had in her hand.
"Gilbert for the last time, STOP RAIDING ________'S FRIDGE!" she yelled at him. He ran out of your apartment yelling about how awesome he is and grabbing 2 things of your (fave ice cream) ice cream. Elizabeta just sat as she was putting up the last thing, and looking all around your new home. "It looks really nice ______." Elizabeta said placing a hand on your shoulder.
"Yah"
"VE~!" you heard
Feliciano.
"What's wonrg?" you both asked.
"Sorry ______, but I have to go. I only have a little time to talk to Ludwig before Fratello comes."
"Oh right!" Feliciano's brother can be a bit mean at times, and has a thing for hating Germans. So with Ludwug being German things don't go so well.
"I'll go with you Feliciano." Elizabeta said getting her shoes on. "I need to get ______'s ice cream back if he has not already eaten it all." Gilburt is Ludwug's older brother.

"Thanks for helping guys, oh and Feliciano, tell Ludwig and Lovino I said hi."
"I will Bella." You blushed at him calling you that. You know a good bit of Italian to know what he meant by it.
"Thank you, bye." you waved to them and closed the door. Going into the kitchen you see a bowl of pasta and a note. "_______ this is a welcome to your new home gift, also seeing as how you skipped lunch here you go. -From Feliciano." You read it out loud. After having your dinner you got a shower, sat in your living room, and watched (Fave anime) till the late hours of the night. After watching (fave anime) you put in (fave horror movie). The movie was at your favorite part when the girl comes home and sees her dog's body parts everywhere. Though it was you favorite part you still screamed, hiding you face in your pillow. After you stopped screaming and things got quite, you heard your front door open. You got really stiff and your eyes got wide hoping it was Gilburt playing a prank on you, or just your runaway imagination. But all that fell when you saw a shadow on the wall in front of you with a gun in its hand. You screamed and ran to your room with the shadow quickly fallowing you. You slid on one of the throw rugs in the hallway after coming up the stairs. You fell, but quickly got back up and continued to run for your life. Finally, you made it to your room and safely locked the door. For extra insurance, you moved your dresser in front of it. You pulled your pillow off your bed and reached for the gun that you keep under it. You cocked it to make sure it was ready to shoot, but sadly you must not have been fast enough because you were grabbed from behind and pulled into the shadow's chest with a knife against your neck. "W-who are y-you?" you asked, feeling tears welling up in your eyes. Your captor did not answer. "Are you the person that killed my Mom?" No answer. "Are you going to kill me?" And once more, no answer. You could feel the shadow's hand shake. Why has he not killed me yet? I don't get it?' you thought.
"I'm sorry love, but it was my orders are to kill you." It was a man with a very thick British accent that was eerily familiar.
"If you are here to kill me, then why have you not done so?" There was silence, then he answered.
"I don't know." You felt him put his face in your (H/L)(H/C) hair. "I have never had a problem doing a job. So why with you? It's like my heart has control over my whole body."
"I see." was all you could say. You felt him let go of you and drop your gun and his knife. You turned to see a man in his mid 20s with ruffed up blond hair and piercing green eyes. He walked backward and fell down by the window in your bedroom. He put his twisted, confused face in his hands.
"I just don't know how I can kill you." I looked at him.
"What do you mean?" you asked. He looked straight into your (E/C) eyes with a sad face. You gazed at his bushy eyebrows. You gasp as you suddenly put your hands over your mouth. You know who this man is. "A-Arthur, it's y-you?!"
"I'm sorry ______."
"Y-y-you tried to kill me?! Wait, you said it was a job?"
"Y-yes I d-did."
"So, what are you?! Like part of a gang, or mofia or something?!"
"Knid of, I'm an assassin."
"AN ASSASSIN!!" He flinched at your outburst. "Wait, how long have you been doing this?" Arthur looked up at you, then back down.
"I strated on my 10th birthday." Your eyes widened at that, looking down.
"A-Arthur?" He looked at you, and you slapped him. "HOW COULD YOU!" It was then that you let your tears fall. "How could you, how?" He looks at you and holds his cheek. "I trusted you. I told you everything, and you just lied! We made a promise!" You fall to the ground crying. Arthur walked over to you sitting down holding you. "Oh, _______ I am so sorry." He lets you cry on him. At some point you fell asleep on him, and he would not leave you.

Description
The Truth Can Hurt

Ever since you where little, your Dad loved you. Throughout your life he always tried to be there for you. Always trying to go to your school meet ups and cheer you on in games, competitions, and such. Through on your 6th birthday your Mom died. When that happened, your Dad would go out and not come back for days. He would leave one of his friends to watch you. When he was there, he would spend as much time as he could with you. Later in your teens you found out that your Mom was killed by a gang that had been targeting your family for some time. Starting to get curious as to why a gang would be targeting your family, you began to look into it. Here you are now, almost finished with all of your college courses...senior year, and you still don't have any answers. You would not give up. You where doing this for your Mom. Most all your friends left you saying that if it was a gang they did not want one part of it or you. You only have 3 friends now and 2 of them are, well, like family to you. This year you finally got your own place. It was a small apartment, but stunning in every way. It had a cozy kitchen and a good sized bathroom, living room, and bed room, but best of all, it was on the beach. The rents was not too bad either. The friends that stuck by you were helping you unpack.
"Ve~ I'm getting hungry."
Feliciano said.
"Yah, ze awesome, me is too" Gilbert said as well.
"Feliciano it's cos your putting up my kitchen stuff, and pasta at that. And Gilbert, you just ate." you told them.
"Yah so, I'm man, ve need your strength." Gilburt called back as he stuck his head in your fridge, only to have it meet one of your frying pans that Elizabeta had in her hand.
"Gilbert for the last time, STOP RAIDING ________'S FRIDGE!" she yelled at him. He ran out of your apartment yelling about how awesome he is and grabbing 2 things of your (fave ice cream) ice cream. Elizabeta just sat as she was putting up the last thing, and looking all around your new home. "It looks really nice ______." Elizabeta said placing a hand on your shoulder.
"Yah"
"VE~!" you heard
Feliciano.
"What's wonrg?" you both asked.
"Sorry ______, but I have to go. I only have a little time to talk to Ludwig before Fratello comes."
"Oh right!" Feliciano's brother can be a bit mean at times, and has a thing for hating Germans. So with Ludwug being German things don't go so well.
"I'll go with you Feliciano." Elizabeta said getting her shoes on. "I need to get ______'s ice cream back if he has not already eaten it all." Gilburt is Ludwug's older brother.

"Thanks for helping guys, oh and Feliciano, tell Ludwig and Lovino I said hi."
"I will Bella." You blushed at him calling you that. You know a good bit of Italian to know what he meant by it.
"Thank you, bye." you waved to them and closed the door. Going into the kitchen you see a bowl of pasta and a note. "_______ this is a welcome to your new home gift, also seeing as how you skipped lunch here you go. -From Feliciano." You read it out loud. After having your dinner you got a shower, sat in your living room, and watched (Fave anime) till the late hours of the night. After watching (fave anime) you put in (fave horror movie). The movie was at your favorite part when the girl comes home and sees her dog's body parts everywhere. Though it was you favorite part you still screamed, hiding you face in your pillow. After you stopped screaming and things got quite, you heard your front door open. You got really stiff and your eyes got wide hoping it was Gilburt playing a prank on you, or just your runaway imagination. But all that fell when you saw a shadow on the wall in front of you with a gun in its hand. You screamed and ran to your room with the shadow quickly fallowing you. You slid on one of the throw rugs in the hallway after coming up the stairs. You fell, but quickly got back up and continued to run for your life. Finally, you made it to your room and safely locked the door. For extra insurance, you moved your dresser in front of it. You pulled your pillow off your bed and reached for the gun that you keep under it. You cocked it to make sure it was ready to shoot, but sadly you must not have been fast enough because you were grabbed from behind and pulled into the shadow's chest with a knife against your neck. "W-who are y-you?" you asked, feeling tears welling up in your eyes. Your captor did not answer. "Are you the person that killed my Mom?" No answer. "Are you going to kill me?" And once more, no answer. You could feel the shadow's hand shake. Why has he not killed me yet? I don't get it?' you thought.
"I'm sorry love, but it was my orders are to kill you." It was a man with a very thick British accent that was eerily familiar.
"If you are here to kill me, then why have you not done so?" There was silence, then he answered.
"I don't know." You felt him put his face in your (H/L)(H/C) hair. "I have never had a problem doing a job. So why with you? It's like my heart has control over my whole body."
"I see." was all you could say. You felt him let go of you and drop your gun and his knife. You turned to see a man in his mid 20s with ruffed up blond hair and piercing green eyes. He walked backward and fell down by the window in your bedroom. He put his twisted, confused face in his hands.
"I just don't know how I can kill you." I looked at him.
"What do you mean?" you asked. He looked straight into your (E/C) eyes with a sad face. You gazed at his bushy eyebrows. You gasp as you suddenly put your hands over your mouth. You know who this man is. "A-Arthur, it's y-you?!"
"I'm sorry ______."
"Y-y-you tried to kill me?! Wait, you said it was a job?"
"Y-yes I d-did."
"So, what are you?! Like part of a gang, or mofia or something?!"
"Knid of, I'm an assassin."
"AN ASSASSIN!!" He flinched at your outburst. "Wait, how long have you been doing this?" Arthur looked up at you, then back down.
"I strated on my 10th birthday." Your eyes widened at that, looking down.
"A-Arthur?" He looked at you, and you slapped him. "HOW COULD YOU!" It was then that you let your tears fall. "How could you, how?" He looks at you and holds his cheek. "I trusted you. I told you everything, and you just lied! We made a promise!" You fall to the ground crying. Arthur walked over to you sitting down holding you. "Oh, _______ I am so sorry." He lets you cry on him. At some point you fell asleep on him, and he would not leave you.