America's POV
I looked at my weird pupils. They were faded. A weird jolt of happiness ran through my chest. I had a boyfriend! The voice doesn't come as much! I was finally happy!
I just needed to tell my family I have a boyfriend. A spike of fear shot through my happiness.
'They'll hate you!'
Ugh! I hate the voice!
Anxiety crawled up my spine.
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Anxiety: "xxx"
Depression: 'xxx'
okie?
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"will they hate me? will they hurt me? will they cast me out? If they do, what then?"
I bit the inside of my cheek, a new nervous habit.
I had to tell them. I couldn't stop right now. I can't keep Russia a secret for long. Better now than later! I think...?
I remembered the joy that filled me to the brim when he kissed me last week. I had to tell them.
I wheeled out of the bathroom. I called for Canada.
"Yes!?" He yelled from the dining room.
"Can you come help me!?" I asked, and he came out to push me to the dinner table.
All of my family was around the table. I had excused myself to go to the bathroom to figure things out.
I sucked in a shallow breath as Canada pushed me into my spot.
"Mom, Dad? can I talk to you?" I asked, a little quiet, but loud enough for them to hear.
"mon amour, of course, what is it," Franc asked.
"Yeah! What?" Kiwi piped up.
"Um... uh," I stuttered. now or never, "Mom, I have a boyfriend,"
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Happy Mask//RusAme
FanfictionAmerica was always a crowd-pleaser with his big smile and giggly personality. But when a accident happens, he is left with a physical disability, and he goes into anxiety and depression. Russia was blind. It didn't bother him, though. To him, it is...
