PrussiaXDepressed!Reader- BrokenPrevious week~
__________ stood alone, in the pouring rain, watching her, now ex, boyfriend walk away from her. A heavy purple bruise formed on her jaw where he had hit her, tears and eyeliner mixed with the rain streaking down her puffy, reddened face. As she stood, she realized, he had never really cared...she was a toy...just a toy for him. Every time he had cheated, she'd foolishly forgave him, desperately clinging to the belief that he meant what he said. Up until...up until he hit her.
She gingerly touched the now swollen and bruised jaw, stumbled numbly through the park, drenched to the bone in cold, August rain, before slumping down under a heavy oak tree and breaking down completely. She was thankful for the rain, it was like nature sensed her pain and was weeping with her. She didn't even notice the albino Prussian man whom, so many, many years ago, she had called her best friend.