Russia's POV
"I don't know what to do," Voice said, "I cut-"
"Don't you dare." I said, angered that Voice was hurting himself.
"But-" Voice tried.
"Nope. Don't." I said, "Why?"
"I..." Voice tried, "I'm.... I'm selfish and mean and controlling. Cutting just shuts up the voice for a while. It gives me relief. I gladly lose some blood for some relief from the almost constant 'your selfish' and 'you should die'-"
"I'm so sorry," I said, hugging him and cutting him off, "I didn't know. But, Voice, I will always listen."
I felt water on my shoulder as Voice shoved his face into my shirt, sobbing.
"Why?" He asked, "Th- the voice is saying it again."
His voice becomes almost monotone.
"Your selfish. Your puny, relying on others to take away your pain. Your a coward!"
He dug into my shirt and let out a sigh.
"Am I?" He asked, "am I a coward?"
"No! The awful sinking brat America is, not you!"
He flinched, and pulled away.
"I think it's time to tell you who I am," he said.
A flicker of curiosity ran in my chest.
"I- I'm...
"I'm America,"
America? my brain fumbled.
"What?" I asked.
"I'm America,"
America.
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Sorry that was short, I kinda had to do reviling chapter of Voice saying he's America. :P ;-;
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