[Wonderland and England are in the room the only one standing is Wonderland. While England is sitting on a armchair in the middle of the room.]
"I know how dead you inside."
"How worthless you feel."
"I know how you look in the mirror and hate what you see." She said as she strolled about the arm chair with him growing frustrated every word, linen spoken.
"I'm done, I had enough." She closed in front of him face to face.

"You know what I'm afraid of?!"
"I'm scared of everything!"
"I'm scared to move!"
"I'm scared to touch you!" England screamed back, Wonderland backing up. Surprised emotion etched into her porcelain face, eyes watering in fright.

"You made me love you!"
"You made me let you in!"
"And then freakin die in my arms!" England bawled, cletching tight of his fists.

"It doesn't matter what I do.." Wonderland spirit started.

"It doesn't matter what I choose.." England dryly.

"I'm what's wrong." They both spoke.

"There's nothing I could do about it."
"If I'm not hurting myself."
"I'm hurting everyone else around me!"
"There's nothing I could do about it."The spirit cried at him.

"IM BROKEN!" They both screamed.

"I was so alone."
"I owe you so much." England sat back down.
"I don't know what to say..-"

"SAY ITS OUR FAULT!"
"SAY WE FAILED HIM!" Wonderland fiercely screamed.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU DO SOMETHING!"
"WHEN YOU SHOULD HAVE DONE SOMETHING!!"
"YOU DID NOTHING!!" England screamed back at her.

"One more thing..."
"One more miracle for me.."
"Don't"
"Be"
  "Dead"
"I really don't see the reason trying.." Wonderland spoke before leaving  him alone, as the host leaves. The room around them becomes old and battered up.