chapter 38- Calm chapter

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Previously (and like always):

You've been used and betrayed one more time....

It's clearly too late to go back....



2nd Reich POV:

I was in the corridor, taking a small morning walk, when I saw the human my 'son' asked us to look after.

It's not really my problem, so I passed by her, until I noticed something was wrong.

I tried to call her, but nothing, she had not reacted to my voice. How odd.

I turn back.
I start to follow her, calling her, trying every name I had to call her when I faked to be the other 'burger eater' country.

Was zum Teufel ist los?

She's crossing the corridor like a ghost.

I see Reichtangle coming out of a room. I ordered him to stop her, but she just pass through him, like a ghost.

I see the opened window at the end of the corridor. She seems to go that way. Oh FUCK- She is going there!

I run to her, and tried to catch her. But it was too late.

I woke up with a start, sweating. Was war das? (=What was that?)

Without wasting time, I get up and rush to her room. Just to make sure she is not dead. 

I stop in front of her door, making sure no one will see me and that no one else will be inside.

I discretely open the door and come into the room she was sleeping in.



I approach the bed. Seems like she's breathing. Okay, she is alive. 

'I can go now.' I thank first.

Then I noticed something. She seems unwell.

I approach her a bit closely to make sure she is not seek.

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What am I supposed to do?

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What am I supposed to do?

It's a nightmare, I guess. But Ich bin not her nanny, or whatever this is called for young adults.

I walk to the door, ready to open it. But when I heard her sniffing, I could not leave like this...

Great. Am I going to feel guilty for that kind of things, now?

She's not even part of my people. I shouldn't care for that.



I sigh. Being a fake America made me want to be with others more than I should...

I go to her bed, sit next to her, and put a hand on her head, trying to comfort her. (just a little bit, I'm not her mama.)

She tried to open her eyes but I clearly close them. "Just sleep and don't make any noise next time. That's annoying." I don't want to have to deal with her, or my son because he's jealous when someone comes near her. 

I'm glad he does not know about each time I went outside with her, to see the stars. I just like having a peaceful and calm moment. But living with him is just so annoying. I am patient, but I do not want to have to deal with an over-reacting kid like this.







She seems a bit more calm.

Good.

I  approach my head of her ear. I need to make sure that she won't fuck it up. 

"Don't you dare to do something as stupid as jumping off a window. If I catch you trying something so stupid, Third won't be your worst nightmare anymore, trust me on this. Don't break the little bit of peace I want to have." I wait a bit and add. "If you want to go, I won't keep you here. Just make sure I'm not looking." 

I realized I don't especially hate her. But I would hate to see my son being hysterical one more time. He's too noisy and chatty during these moments, it irritates me a lot.

I stand up and go back to my room.



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During weeks that appears like months and years to you, you lived a nightmare. 

Third is doing everything he can to gain your trust, even if it means lying, of course.



He uses every wiknesses you have to access you more and more.

But he just brakes you even more.

This is not love. Not what it is supposed to be.

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