[Don't You Dare Forget The Sun] AmericaxReader

Don't You Dare Forget The Sun

You're a mess, tangled with your confidence

You think you haven't sinned

Well you're unstoppable

You're walls are impassable

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.:Third Person:.

"_______..."

Your eyes open and your head shoots up to the figure before you.

"Alfred..."

He stares at your form, which is clothed in a straight jacket and jeans.

Your (e/c) orbs stare back at him, half wishing you had succeeded at what you tried to do, but the other half glad he's okay.

He walks out, simple as that. He can't stand it

.:Flashback:.

"_______ _________, you have been deemed mentally unstable for committing the second degree murder of Allistor Kirkland, and the attempted murder of Alfred Jones, and have been sentenced to 25 years in the mental hospital."

.:End Flashback:.

Oh, I think you're better off lookin' alone

'Cause the boys that chase your hips can just go find your way home

And at the end of the day, you think to yourself

'My body is a product being sold on a shelf'

Tell me I can change

Tell me I can change

.:Alfred's POV:.

"Why? Why did she do it?" He asks himself as he leans against the wall outside her room, sliding down and hugging his knees to his chest.

"That's a question you'd have to ask _______, Alfred"

Well I know you lay in bed

Contemplating your own death

Well just look at what you've done

Don't you dare forget the sun, love

He looks up to see Arthur standing in front of him.

"Oh, it's only you," Alfred says, a sense of relief washing over him.

"Yes, it's only me," Arthur says, sitting beside the American. "If you are so curious as to why she killed Allister...why don't you ask her?"

"I've tried to...what feels like a million times over the past 24 years. I can never seem to get any words out. I always try to ask her, but then she looks at me, with her beautiful (e/c) eyes. She says my name...and I...I can't speak at that point."

"Let me ask you something, Alfred."

"Yeah?"

"Do you still love this young woman, even after what she did to you and my brother?"

Silence consumes the two of them for a few minutes as Alfred stares at this ceiling.

Cold, white, walls, keep you from your pad and pen

Just wanna stab again

I can't believe it's half this hard

You never knew your mind was dark, no!

"Yes...I do, with all my heart."

Arthur chuckles, "Well, I believe she is sane now...and when she gets out...you need to tell her that you love her."

Alfred is silent for a moment as Arthur stares at him expectantly.

"Alright..."

Well, I think you're better off lookin' alone,

'Cause the boys that chase your hips can just go find their way home.

You can dig so deep for scars,

You never knew your mind was dark.

Come on and breathe with me, oh!

Breathe with me, oh!

"Arthur?"

"Yes, Alfred?"

"Can I ask you a question this time?"

"Of course."

You look down on, me so casually,

In everything I know.

You look down on me, but not right on me.

Did I wreck this broken home?

"Do you think she loves me too?"

Arthur is shocked at the question, but answers with a smile, "I have no doubts about it, she does."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive"

Dear diary,

Life is trying me.

Can I get a sign?

Or a two of mine, a piece of mind.

Can I get a sign? (a sign)

Can I get a sign? (I know)

Alfred nodded, however still unsure of it.

"I can tell you're still not convinced. I understand that, it's alright, you'll find out soon."

"Thanks, Arthur."

"You're welcome, Alfred."

Is it plain to see, that life is trying me?

Ohh, life is trying me!

Life is trying.

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.:Timeskip:.

.:Third Person:.

You are helped up by the man who has been assigned to make sure you are picked up by one specific person, and that person only. He leads you, still in a straight jacket, towards the outside world.

You close your eyes, the sun is blinding. However, you missed the sunshine on your (s/c) skin.

You breathe in the scent of flowers and freshly cut grass around you, it brings a smile to your face.

A car pulls up and a man steps out. You open your eyes to see Alfred stepping out of the expensive looking black car.

Your eyes begin to water as your escort undoes your straight jacket and nods to you, giving you permission to go.

You smile, your (e/c) eyes softening as tears threaten to come.

You run, as fast as you can, and jump in the American's arms, nearly causing him to fall.

He doesn't though. He puts his arms around you and spins you around.

After a moment he puts you down and helps you into the car.

"I missed you, Alfred."

He pauses, "I missed you too, _______."

Can I think of something?

Gotta think of something!

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.:Timeskip:.

It was a very short ride, and you were already home, sitting next to him on the couch.

"_______..."

"Alfred..."

"Can I tell you something?"

"Yes, of course you can Al, you can tell me anything."

Silence.

"Al?"

"Iloveyou!" he blurts out quickly.

You smile at him as you begin to cry. "Al...I...I love you too."