This is not historically accurate. Please try and correct me about any events that includes an event that has not happened, and you want it to happen.
Note: I feel angsty-
And the cover chapter song is just perfect!
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☭5:13AM, Wednesday 20th March 1991☭
Soviet was stood a few metres away from a grave. A grave in the middle of a field. For miles and miles, it was just grass and flowers. The only thing that was different was the grave.
And another figure.
"You finally came to see me..." Reich smiled, standing proudly in his uniform.
"Yeah..."
"Oh Soviet, I knew you missed me, my dear, meine liebe, how I missed you...Come here" He sighed, opening his arms.
Soviet hesitated. He took a step and stopped, looking Reich up and down and Reich looked upset, putting his hands to his side.
"Why are you hesitating?" Reich asked.
Soviet kept silent. Reich kept silent.
Soviet took a deep breath and walked up to Reich.
He could hear the old sound of their song, and Reich took his hands. The two slowed danced, as Reich quietly sung to Soviet.
Soviet wanted to feel at peace, and he knew this wasn't it and just as Reich was about to finish, he pushed him away.
He knew if he finished, he would be back into his trap.
"Soviet? What's wrong?" Reich quired.
"Reich. Y-you know I need to say this, I want this all to end." Soviet murmured.
"Soviet, please, meine liebe, think about this." Reich panicked, his eyes widening.
"I've thought about this the moment since you died in my arms- "
"You held me in your arms and told me we'd always be together!" Reich interrupted.
"I never promised." Soviet growled.
Reich was silent.
"I don't love you." Soviet finally blurted, clenching his fists, tears in his eyes.
"...B-but why...? Meine liebe, why?" Reich cried, holding back tears.
"Remember the countless times you made my do things I never wanted to do. You pressured me to invading my good cousin, Poland, you made me fight my dear friends, you manipulated me into loving you...You broke my heart when you betrayed me...You humiliated me in front of my soldiers, my people, your soldiers, your people, you humiliated in front of the whole world...and you took my eye and almost my life...and you....you killed him, YOU GOD DAMN KILLED HIM!" Soviet yelled crying.
"Soviet, meine liebe-"
"Don't call me that, I don't love you!" Soviet snapped.
Reich rubbed his eyes, giving him a smile.
"I'm sorry..."
"I-I...I'll never forgive you." Soviet sputtered, hugging himself as he looked away.
Reich started to cry, falling to his knees.
Soviet felt sympathy and he took a step to help him, but he stopped. This was a trap.
"I don't love you, and I'll say it again, a hundred, a thousand times." Soviet sniffled.
"Soviet, give me mercy, I love you-"
"And I don't love you." Soviet replied, as he tried to smile, and tried to wipe his tears away though more poured down.
"He'll forgive me..." Reich snarled, more tears pouring down.
"He'd never forgive you, and I'll forgive you." Soviet laughed, as some more tears rolled down his cheeks.
After he finished laughing and the two were silent, Soviet blinked.
Reich was finally gone.
He fell to his knees. Freedom at last...
☭11:35PM, Wednesday 20th March 1991☭
America was looking for Soviet, and he found him half asleep at the grave, muttering what seemed to be the same words over and over again.
"Soviet?" He called out.
Soviet flinched.
The was silence as Soviet rubbed his eyes and got up.
"Yeah?" He muttered, his voice soar.
"It's pretty late. You should go home. Your kids are worried." America exclaimed nervous.
USSR smiled and nodded, walking away.
America was in shock, but he didn't know from what.
He followed Soviet after a moment, wondering why Soviet needed to spend so much time at the man's grave.
"Soviet...you good?" He nervously questioned.
"Yeah, I'm free." Soviet responded, still walking.
America was confused.
It wasn't like America would understand, and he didn't need to. He looked back at the grave. Guess he would never know what Soviet had done...
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