Chapter 11
Alfred saw blood . He then looked down and saw Arthur bleeding and realized that Arthur took the bullet instead of him. " ARTHUR !" Alfred teared up and held him close and applied pressure and called an alumbluce for him. " why did you do that? " he sniffed and cried as Arthur reached his hand to his cheek and smiled " I don't want to you you idiot....I love you too much...why do you think I want to save you " he whispers passing out . He cried and held him close. Alfred took in that " the love you give I don't deserve it..." he frowned and held him as the alumbluce came . He rode with Arthur to the hospital but he never let go of his hand. He didn't want to lose Arthur , someone who has took care of him and loved him from day one. It made Alfred want to cry he couldn't stand it. He was being so selfish that Arthur took the bullet and got hurt instead. Alfred followed them to the room but was stopped and forced to stay in the waiting room . Alfred pulled his sleeves up and cut his scars open " this pain is too much to bear" he whispers as his arm dripped with blood as it oozed out. He smiled at the work he had done " Aww each word gets deeper. Fat pig" he cut another scar making it come open. Then he remembered all the times Arthur was there for him. Like during the Great Depression. .....A time where America had hardly any money. A dark time in America. A time after World War 1 now during World War 2 .
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