A/N: Hello everyone! Sorry for the delay! This is it! The last chapter! Like I said before, it's short. Now, enjoy

Warnings: Language, regret, and questioning of ones reason to live

Entry # 9

Damn…I was hoping I'd have more time in this world. I was looking forward to seeing Ed smile…just once. Ed…I want to see him again…Why must he suffer so greatly? If anyone should suffer, it should have been me. There is no forgiving me for what I have done to him. I've tortured him for so long. But I, too stupid and foolish, thought it nothing more then comfort. How could I have known that every touch, every soft spoken word of kindness, was slowly killing him inside. I never wanted to hurt him. All I wanted was to make all of his pain disappear; if not that, then to ease it. I didn't know he would turn out like this…I'm the cause of it all. I hate myself; there is no one else to blame. I should have died at birth; maybe then…yes…maybe then Ed could have had a chance at a normal life. I should have died a long time ago. Damn…I really wish…I'd never been born.

Ed…I don't deserver your forgiveness.

Envy didn't know whether to laugh or curse. He didn't need look around; he already knew where he was. He knew what the strange beeping noises were; he knew why it smelled like bleach, he even knew where the soft sobs where coming from. The only thing he didn't know was the time. That was something Envy didn't care for. He knew and didn't know all of this because he was alive. He had survived his brutal stabbing, but he wished to God he hadn't. The sin had yet to open his eyes, and didn't intend to. Don't get him wrong, he wanted to…just not yet. Envy wanted to make sure there was no one in the room; no one to give him loving hugs and replay that they 'loved him so much' or 'that he was lucky to be here'. He didn't want to feel or hear any of that.

'I should have died right then and there…'

Once he had heard the soft weeping had started to disappear, he opened his eyes. Turning his head to the left, he focused in on the door a little ways beside him. There were people having a conversation about something. Envy recognized two of the voices; his mother and father. But there was a third voice, one he couldn't identify. The only thing he knew was that it belonged to a female.

"I don't know what their talking about either…" Came a voice.

Envy didn't bother to turn his head.

"You've been asleep for two days…incase you're wondering…"

The sin didn't say anything. He couldn't face him, not after everything he'd put the blonde threw. Envy placed his arm over his face and began to sob. No, he could never face Edward again. Fore he was the pain that plagued the blonde's body, mind, and soul.

"E-Envy? What's wrong? Are you in pain?" He asked.

"Yes…but there isn't a doctor in the world that can treat me…"

Edward hesitated at first, but then wrapped his arms around the sin and held him close. He didn't understand what the sin was talking about, but he did know that it was tearing him up inside. Envy slowly removed his arm from over his face and looked down at the blonde.

"Please…I don't like seeing you like this. You're…you're the only one who cares about me…"

"Ed, that's not-"

"Don't say it. I know what they say behind my back…I know what they truly think of me. I hate them…and they hate me back."

Envy felt the cold tears of pure sorrow fall against his skin. He was so young, so fragile. Edward couldn't handle this anymore. He was about to lose his mind; about to lose what sanity he had left. The blonde wanted nothing more then to spend the rest of his miserable life with Envy. Just to be with him, if not in a relationship, then as his younger brother. Edward was about to open his mouth to say something, but was cut of when someone harshly yanked him away from Envy..

"Don't you dare touch him!" Came the harsh tone of his father.

"Let me go…"

"Haven't you done enough? You nearly killed my son!" He yelled.

That struck a cord with Edward. He wasn't even considered his father's son anymore. He knew his father didn't love him, but he still recognized him as his son. But now…he was nothing more then a thing that no one cared about, no one…loved. As Hohenheim ranted on, what was left of the little blonde's heart broke in two.

"That's exactly why we're-"

"Shut the fuck up Hohenheim! You have no right to talk to him like that! You know nothing about your own son!"

Envy painfully sat up in bed, and gave his father an evil glare.

"Envy, you need to rest."

"No, I've rested enough. Now, let go of him"

"Envy-"

"I said let him go!" he yelled.

Hohenheim's grip on the blonde slowly started to loosen. He gave Envy one last look before he left the room. The sin waited until the closed before he collapsed back against the bed. Envy had used up all of his strength, and now all he wanted to do was sleep. Before he blacked out, Envy looked over at Edward and gave him the warmest smile he could muster up at the moment.

'I…I want him to know that I…I'm sorry...'

When Envy finally came to, he found that it was completely dark out. The pain in his shoulder had died down, but it was not completely gone. The sin groaned as he tried to sit up. Once he had gotten himself into a sitting position, he looked around. No Edward. That didn't settle well with the sin. He knew deep down that something had happened to him…something terrible.

"Envy…" Came the voice of his mother.

Envy didn't dare look up at her.

"…where is he?"

She hesitated at first, but then spoke.

"Envy, first you have to understand what your father and I did, was for Edward's own good-"

"Where is he?" he said in a much harsher tone.

"He's…he's in…Central Metal Institution." she said softly.

Envy grew silent.

'No'

Edward didn't belong there…

'No'

Edward belonged with him…

'No!'

Edward…he would die in place like that…

'NO!'

Envy hunched over, and gripped onto his bed sheet as he began to sob. Was he the only one who really understood the blonde? Edward didn't need to be locked away from the world. All he needed was...was….

'…me…'

He looked over at his mother.

"…get out."

"Envy-"

"GET OUT!" He yelled.

Trisha quickly got up and headed towards the door. Once Envy heard the door click, he let out all of his grief, all of his hate in one thunderous scream.

Why? Why? Why! He…he doesn't deserve any of this. I should be the one in his position. God, I would give anything to trade places with him. Let him live a peaceful life while I rot away; being forgotten day by day. No…I'll remember you Ed…I'll never let you go…never…

I won't let you rot away…

I love you too much for that to happen…

A/N: That's it! This fanfic is over! Post your reviews! I'll have the sequel up as soon as I can!