How it Should Be |CH| RUSAME|

Chapter 7

America woke up and looked around. He couldn't tell where he was. He rubbed his eyes to wake himself up and realized where he was. He looked around again frantically and his eyes started to tear up. He couldn't get out of bed and he didn't see Russia anywhere. (and this is the start of an anxiety attack kids :D)

Russia was waiting for America to wake up, placed in one corner of the room, and saw that he was panicking, walked over to him and tried to calm him. "Meri," He started, "It's okay, I-I'm here, You have nothing to worry about..." He said, holding America's hand. His injuries were bad. He had broken his right arm, broke both of his ankles, and his neck was broken. Thankfully he wasn't Paralyzed at all, and would be able to get out of the hospital once his injuries were healed. But that would take months. The doctor said, 3- 8 months would be the time it would take to heal his injuries.

America was still drowsy but was able to stutter out some words. "W-what happened?" He could tell his breathing was getting heavier and he started to quiver.

Russia felt so bad for America, and cupped his face with both hands. "I don't know, but you fell down some stairs..." He couldn't really say anything, due to the relief of his loved one finally being awake. "... And ya got really hurt... Do you feel fine? Are you thirsty? Hungry? Can I get anything for you -- do anything for you?" He asked, worried about the discomfort of America.

"I think I'm ok and I'm not hungry or thirsty. Just stay right here" America's talking was shaky and he hurt everywhere but he didn't want to make Russ more worried.

Russia let go of a breath he didn't know he was holding. At least America wansn't hurting. "That's good." He hummed

America was still trembling "Get me out, please, hospitals are scary" He whispered, squeezing Russia's hand.

Russia could feel his heart break, It was so extremely sad for him to see Ame like this. "I-I can't do that, Amirrika," He said, his voice breaking, "You have to heal here," He said, "I'm sorrry, " he said, guilt tearing at the seams of Russia's character. If Russia had tried to help earlier, this wouldn't have happened, and America wouldn't have the stress of staying here.

America couldn't stop thinking about the last time he went to the hospital. His breathing got shorter and faster as he was shaking. "Please please, to scary here"

Russia held America's head, closing space between them. He let America bury his head in Russia's chest, "Just disconnect yourself from the world... Please..." Russia would do anything to see America happy again.

America tried to think about all the happy times he had with Russia. He closed his eyes trying to zone out and pretend he was at home, lying down on the couch.

"It's okay, Ame," Russia mumbled, trying to comfort the American, "I love you, " he hummed stroking his lover's hair.

"Love you" America cuddled his head against Russia and dozed off.

Russia sighed, holding Ame for as long as he could possible. Not wanting to let go. Poor boy couldn't do it. Russia ended up dozing off on top of Meri.

America woke up and remembered where he was. He tried to stay calm and think about happy thoughts but his mind kept going back to his worst memory. America kept back tears from falling so he wouldn't wake up Russ.

Russia fluttered awake, and he saw Ame on the verge of breaking down. "Hey," Russia mumbled, "Vhat's wrong?" he hummed, rubbing Americas cheek bone, giving him little pecks here and there.

"Bad memories are coming back" America didn't want it to happen again. He also didn't want to make Russia too worried about him.

"What bad memories," He asked, giving off his calm exterior, but underneath, he felt bubbles of anger. Who dared hurt Ame? He pecked Ame, and played with his hair.

"Well I used to be friends with China and he asked me to date him and I said yes..." America started talking faster "then we visited North Korea one time in the hospital and he asked me if I could go in the bathroom with him and..." He couldn't get the words out and started crying.

Russia could feel his blood boil. What did he do to poor Ame? He was probably gonna murder that two sided devil. Russia took a deep breath, playing with America's hair, and wiping the tears from Ame's eyes. "It's okay, honey," He mumbled against America's ear.

America was glad to have Russia, without him China and North Korea could have killed him. "He had... sex with me... ignoring my boundaries. I wasn't ready for any of that." America could barely get the words out.

Russia gasped a little bit. That fking serpant. He hugged America as tight as he could manage. This poor boy, he had to go through that? "It's okay, Meri," He said softly, "He won't do that again. Not while I'm around."

"Thank you, I love you so much Russia,"

"I love you, too, Meri," Russia said, tenderly. He kissed America on the lips, briefly, and pulled away, entwining their fingers.

America dozed off and fell asleep.

*Russia spawns into corner to sleep *