The Death Of Arthur Kirkland and Alfred Jones?Part 7
Ziriana hadn't left England's side all day. This man next to her she had a fondness for deep down and nearly died watching him fall in what felt like only a few minutes ago. She hadn't been paying as much attention to America. She gave a gentle sigh as she held England's hand. "France what if they never wake up?" France frowned. "They will Ziri, they simply need time..." Ziriana nodded as she looked around and her eyes lay on America. "Ya know, America's a dumb ass, but he saved mine when my Real brother died..." France smiled. "Zu care about him don't ya..."
"Oui, I do."
"Zhere's nothing wrong with zhat, zu are a very giving person..."
Ziriana suddenly felt a small squeeze on her hand from England. "Huh? England!?" She got excited squeezing it softly back, but nothing. She frowned softly until France put a hand on her shoulder. "It's okay, that means he's getting close to waking up..."
"Oh good! i've been so worry-"
"WHOA WHY AM I IN A HO
The Death of Arthur Kirkland and Alfred Jones?Part 6
The two finally arrived to the hospital as Ziriana approached the desk. "I'm here for Arthur Kirkland And Alfred Jones." The woman looked through some files. "They are in there." She said pointing across the lobby. "T-Thank you!" Ziriana took France's hand and brought him to the opened door. "Guys...?"
There England and America Lay. Each sitting in a separate bed and hooked up to quite a few machines each making their own separate sounds. Ziriana's smile faded as she saw the two both limp and fragile. "Oh god..." she looked the two over and felt a pit in her stomach. "Aw dammit, I feel like it's my fault for some reason..." France put a hand on her shoulder. "It really isn't zhur fault..."
"I know but i feel like it iz..."
"Zhey'll be fine, You'll see..." Ziriana suddenly dug around in her pocket. "Almost forgot about this..." she suddenly pulled out a tiny rectangle box and opened it to reveal a silver bracelet with England's name on it and her name on the back. "W