Omg, what have I done? Wow, the last chapter ruined me. I had no idea how to end this. I hope this is acceptable ^.^ I do not own anything…

It's like his legs carry him away, his mind is running loose through the air, not thinking. Tears streams down his face, but he is not aware and continues through the woods. He knows this area as his own back pocket, but still doesn't think of where he is going. That is until his legs stop on his own, and Denmark gets aware of where he is. The cliff.

A yell is heard from not far away. Without thinking he runs over to the cliff, watching as the sea hits the cliff and rocks back and forth. Suddenly his mind agrees with his legs, and he takes his last step forward.

As his body hits the ice cold water, his mind turns off. He doesn't notice an arm wrapping around his waist, nor the feeling of air instead of water, in his lungs. He doesn't notice a pair of strong arms, carrying him to the big manor, and neither the feeling of big warm covers wrapped tightly around him. What he does notice is the voices, whispery pleading voices. Voices that he recognize.

And when he opens his eyes, he finds himself surrounded by people he thought hated him. His Family. He is about to ask them, why they hate him so much, when he get's cut off.

They all jumps right at him, and apologizes over and over again. Tears and smiles is shared through them, and asuring words reach his ears. He smiles, and tells them that it's okay, that he is okay. Yet, it doesn't feel like it's okay, it doesn't feel like he is okay. But how can he tell otherwise, he can't just say "yo, you really hurt me back then, u know that?" and go on with it. So he can't tell them the truth. It hurts too much.