It Comes and Goes, You Know?

Severed

???? 1969

"I'm offended that you think of me as just a lowly minion of yours," I said this with my hands balled up and both fury and grief running through my veins. "I'm more than a tool you can use to obtain your wishes. I'm equal to you, I'm your ally!". "You don't have nearly enough power to go out on your own! You and your country still belong to me, and always will.". Soviet said this with so much certainty in his voice, it made me sick. I walked up to his desk where he sat and slammed my hands down on it, leaning forward so my face was about twenty centimetres away from his. "'Sir', after all of these years that I sent you aid and support, this is the thanks I get? Your selfish ass only wanted to benefit from me and my resources. You never saw me as a friend that would help you through thick and thin. You noticed that I grew more independent as the days went on, you started drifting from me and saw me as a potential enemy. You did this after all I did for you." He slowly stood up and looked down at me, with a cold glint in his eye. "Aw, so you're mad that I didn't give you what you deserved?" Soviet said in a cold yet sarcastic tone, sending a small shiver of fear through me. "Be grateful that I did all of this for you. I could have left you out in the snow that one day and never talked to you. I could've dropped your training anytime I wanted. Be thankful for what I have given you, ungrateful bitch." This sent a fresh new wave of fury through me, terminating any last trace of fear that was remaining. "I cared for you! I saw you as someone I can look up to, someone that I can trust! You were a mentor to me, a person that would support me no matter what I was going through! I thought wrong. You are a selfish bastard that only does things for himself." I noticed at this point, I caught him off guard and he was lost for words. I made up my mind before, it was now the time to speak up. I stood up straight and looked directly into his cold eyes, taking a deep breath. "I'm severing ties with you. We're done.". "Fine. Do whatever you want. I won't benefit from you anymore anyway." I gave him a final glare before turning around and exiting his office. 

When I exit the office, I turned the corner as a feeling of dread and regret crept into me. I realised what I had just done. All the feelings of confidence shrivelled and was replaced with negativity.  Severing ties with one of the world's most powerful nations wasn't a good idea. It wasn't at all. I made myself an enemy that I surely couldn't beat. I pressed my back against the wall, nothing but regret going through my head. I knew this was good for me. For my country. For my people. But I somehow felt like I betrayed myself. I suddenly heard a small whisper come from Soviet's office, resembling several "oh no"s accompanying the sound of him collapsing on his chair. Did he regret his decision as much as I did? Was he disappointed? Thoughts ran through my head as I slowly slid to the ground and held my head with my hands. A rustling came from down the hallway. I turned my head to see Russia peeking out from his doorway, giving me a worried expression. He walked over to me and said nothing as he sat down next to me and put a hand on my shoulder, whispering an "it's going to be okay". 

I left USSR's house, closing the door behind me rather gently and wrapping my scarf around my neck. Russia was able to calm me down enough for me to get up and leave. I said my thanks to him and left, giving him a quick hug. Well, it was a new beginning for me...if you want to put it that way.

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I was back home, sitting in the courtyard and looking up at the fading light from the sun. Humming the tune of a song that I heard earlier, I watched several birds fly by from the rooftop and land on a nearby tree. I felt a strange sense of peace at this time, even after what happened with Soviet. Sitting there and taking in the slight breeze and watching the orange of the sky fade to dark blue. I must have been sitting there for a couple of hours because soon I realized the sun has almost completely set and there was almost no glint of orange. I started to head inside as I heard the phone in the living room ring. I walked rather quickly so I could pick up the phone before my brother could. Taiwan poked his head around the corner to listen to my phone call. 

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this China?"

"Yes. Who is this?"

"This is America. I heard you severed ties with the USSR?" 

"Uhm...yes. Why are you asking?"

"Congratulations."