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EnglandXReader - Mood Swings (Ragefic)

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READ THE DESCRIPT FIRST PLEASE, IT WILL EXPLAIN MUCH AS TO WHY IM POSTING AND TO SOME KEY POINTS IN THIS FIC!! ALSO LANGUAGE WARNING! I CURSED A BIT BECAUSE I WAS PISSED. PLEASE IF YOU DON'T LIKE STRONG LANGUAGE, THEN PLEASE DO NOT READ AND THEN COMMENT ABOUT IT! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNRED *shifty eyes*
now enjoy.


"GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!" I shouted as I tried so very hard to stop myself from punching the wall.

As you can see, I'm pissed. Very, very, beyond pissed. Like you honestly have no idea. If Arthur wasn’t in the room standing next to me I probably would have kicked in a wall or two, maybe even ripped up a few rough drafts of (drawings/stories) which I would have regretted in the past. That's probably why I called him and asked him to come over the second I was done talking with my younger sister.

Arthur waited a moment for me to stop glaring at the picture of InuYasha on my wall before he spoke up. "What happened with her this time?" he said, sitting on my bed, patting the space next to him for me to sit down on.

I couldn’t sit down. I just paced around the front of my bed where Arthur was sitting. I was shaking I was so wound up. I couldn’t sit still and I could barely walk straight. My vision was blurred with tears. I couldn’t stand her anymore. I just couldn’t.

I took a few deep breaths before I spoke. "Ok so you know how I haven’t seen Yuka since high school graduation back in June, right?"

Arthur nodded.

"All right so we were planning to hang out this Friday since well, we haven’t seen each other since then and you know how she and I are like sisters right?"

Arthur nodded again.

"Yeah so I went to tell (sister) that I needed the car Friday, seeing as today is Tuesday, I didn’t think it would be a problem seeing as she had three days to prepare and she can always take the bus to school and back. But did she agree willingly?"

Arthur shook his head.

"Noooo! I'm the one told that the rules were that she uses the car until I go back to school on the twenty second and she uses the car to her hearts content." I said, throwing my hands up. "And she still expects me to put gas in the car even though I didn’t drive it at all since winter vacation. Like seriously! Why can't I just be an only child where I don’t have to worry about asking my little fucking sister for permission to use MY car. I didn’t have to let her use the car over MY break. But the second I do she becomes entitled. Just like every other time. Same thing with the PlayStation three even though I'm using it in my room to watch Doctor Who and the thing can't be moved from there since it’s the only TV that it will work for. The thing that sucks the most is that shes the one that calls me spoiled! Ever since that little brat was born I've been getting the short end of the stick." I paused for a breath.

In that time, Arthur sighed and stood up. He walked in front of me to stop me from walking and he lifted his finger to brush away some frustrated tears that fell from my eyes without me noticing.

"Calm down, love." He whispered softly.

I nodded and took another deep breath before continuing. "I just can't stand her anymore Arty, I really can't. I may be spoiled by other peoples standards, like third world country standards, but I'm still sheltered and I'm not rotten like she is. Why is it always the rotten ones that get what they want?" I said.

Arthur didn’t say anything and just pulled me into his arms. "It's ok, _____." He said.

"It's not, because you know what else? Later on in the day, even though I'm still fuming about the car, she comes into my room ranting about how one of her friends got mad at her not for venting, most likely about me, but for trying to tease her friend's brother about something about someone's girlfriend sharing a name with someone they know. I mean, who does she think she is coming into my room to vent to me about something I don’t give a rats ass about especially when I'm still hella mad at her for not letting me use the damned car on Friday for one freaking day. I mean, how is that fair?" I said, my voice steadily rising and cracking as I became more emotional.

"It's not fair, love." He said and brushed his fingers through my (h/c) hair and rubbing my back with his other hand to try to calm me down. "Look. If it really comes down to it, then I will drive you to Yuka's house on Friday."

"I don't particularly trust you in an American car, Arty, but I guess it's better than nothing." I halfheartedly teased. I looked up at him and wiped the tears from my face. "Thank you though. That means a lot. But I will still try to get the car from my sister. I don’t want to make you go out of your way for me."

"It's all right. Going out of my way for you is a lot less painful and slightly more enjoyable then going out of my way for say, Alfred." Arthur said and smirked a little bit.

I shrugged. "I guess you right." I said and giggled a bit.

Arthur kissed my forehead. "Feeling better yet?"

I nodded. "A bit. I still wasn’t to punch InuYasha and his dog ears in the face though." I said and glared at the laminated picture that I hung up by my bed.

Arthur rolled his eyes. "Come on. Let's get you out of here before you decide you want to tear the hair out of one of your cosplay wigs." He said.

I looked at Arthur with wide eyes. "You mean I could go that?" I said hopefully.

"You certainly may not!" He said and dragged me out of the apartment that I shared with my dad and brother and sister. He stopped in front of my dad for a moment. "I hope you don’t mind but I will be taking _____ away for a few hours. I need to calm her down."

"I don’t mind. Just as long as she comes back calm and before midnight." My father said.

Arthur nodded. "Will do, sir." He said before he dragged me the rest of the way out of the apartment.

"Where are we going?"

"To get ice cream. Sugar, especially the chocolate kind of sugar, is the best medicine for an angered woman." Arthur said.

"When did you learn this?"

"When you came to my house crying about how Francis dumped you and melted a whole bunch of Hershey Kisses down in my microwave and proceeded to eat it with your fingers." Arthur said slightly angered at the flashback, not because of the mess you made but because you were all broken up about Francis instead of rejoicing that that letch decided to cut and run. "Not to mention the huge mess of hardened chocolate that I had to clean up. And most of it was on my person!"

"Oh come now, there wasn’t that much chocolate on you." I countered. "I licked most of it off."

"Only because you were sugar high and didn’t know what you were doing. You were crying as you did it to. Not something a man likes to do, mind you." he said, a faint pink dusting his cheeks.

"Yeah, yeah. I just hope you know I don’t like chocolate ice cream." I said.

Arthur stopped in his tracks. "You're kidding me."

I shook my head.

"Fine. Vanilla ice cream then."

"Ok!" I said happily and started skipping along the street to the nearest ice cream parlor.

A short walk and a semi long line later and Arthur and I had out frozen treat. I was happily devouring mine while Arthur looked at his and went to watching me get most of my face covered in treat. By the time I was done, most of it was on my face.

Not really, but you get the idea.

"Uh… You have something… right there." Arthur motioned to his nose.

I blinked and crossed my eyes trying to see it. "Do I?"

Arthur nodded and picked up a napkin from the table and began to wipe my face, making it devoid of the melting ice cream. I made a face at him as he did it.

"I'm not a child you know." I said.

"Really? It sure seems like it by how you were eating your ice cream." He said.

I rolled my eyes. "Shut it, wanker."

Arthur opened his mouth to say something but decided against it. Instead he kept his mouth shut and began walking out of the shop. I blinked and followed him. We walked in silence for a bit until my mind started racing.

Is he mad at me?

Did I say something wrong?

Does he hate me now?

Is it because I called him wanker?

Oh my god it is because I called him a wanker.

He must really hate me.

I'm such a terrible person!

Arty don’t hate me!! I love you, don’t hate me!!


"I don’t hate you."

My eyes widened and my hands flew to my mouth.  "Did I really just say that all out loud?"

Arthur nodded. "You were muttering love."

"Fuck. I'm done." I said. "I can't, Arty. I've lost the ability to can."

"No you haven’t. Just calm down, will you?"

"I told you I can't."

"Yes you can."

"No I can't."

Arthur sighed. "For the love of god." He muttered before he stopped in his tracks and faced me.

"Arty, what are you doing?"

"Giving you back the ability to can." He said and put his hand on my cheek and leaned in.

I barely had the chance to react before his lips pressed against mine. I was shocked at first; he rarely ever kisses me, even when I am mad or mood swing-y or PMSing, which by the way, I might be, not sure. Probably. Most likely. Yes, actually, absolut-- Oh my fucking god, Doctor get out of my head!

Eventually, after I calmed my thoughts, I kissed Arty back, sliding my arms around his neck. All to soon for the both of us, someone cleared their throat behind us, muttering at us to get a room, as he passed by, Arthur and I broke apart.

"Are you all right now?"

I nodded slowly.

"All right, good." He said. "Let's get you home now."

With that he turned around and made his way to the apartment. I smiled and followed him, grabbing is hand lightly as we walked.

"I love you, too, by the way." Arthur said.

EXTENDED ENDING!!!

Arthur and I made it back to the apartment door.

"All right, I'll see you tomorrow then?" Arthur said.

"Most likely." I said as I dug around for the keys to the front door. Arthur was just about to turn around and start awaking away when I said "uh-oh."

Arthur looked at me curiously. "What is it?"

"I don’t have my house keys."

Arthur was silent for a moment. "You're kidding me."

I shook my head.

"Your phone?"

I shook my head again.

"HOW DO YOU FORGET YOUR BLOODY PHONE!?" Arthur shouted.

"YOU WERE THE ONE WHO DIDN’T LET ME GET ANYTHING I NEEDED BEFORE YOU PRACTICALLY PUSHED OUT OF MY OWN HOME!" I shouted back.

"I WOULDN’T HAVE BEEN ABLE TO DO THAT UNLESS YOU WANTED TO!" He said.

I was silent for a moment before I put my hands up in surrender. "All right all right. No need to shout at me. Can I use your phone, then?"

Arthur was silent and look to the side, blushing a bit.

"You're joking."
Ok so, as you can see, i posted during my hiatus... i know i know
but in my defense i got seriously beyond pissed at my little sister and i was ranting about it to my editor :iconfyreflare: and my moirail :iconsilentevermore: and well i started writing my rage into a fic because it a better outlet then punching the picture of inuyasha that is in my room.

so please, excuse the little lapse in my hiatus and read my shortest one shot ever. like seriously, this was only 6 pages compared to my usual 12+ pages. thats weak man really weak.

so anyway. for the sake of the fic, you DO NOT LIKE chocolate ice cream.

the person names Yuka who is mentioned in the fic is :iconxfeii: and i know her in real life and i really havent seen her since my high school graduation and i really am trying to go see her this friday. Everything up to the point where Arthur takes out out of the house actually happened (Cept for arthur being there.) and after that is just me being all PMSish while venting to my editor and moirail and holy hell im ranting.

i thin im going to leave it at that. You may all read the story now, i hope you enjoy!

DISCLAIMER!!!

I do not own Hetalia!

I do not won the picture. I came from images4.fanpop.com/image/quiz/…

I do not own you!

I do own  your feels.

I do own :iconxfeii: seeing as she is one of my many non biological sisters.

I do own the plot.
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