ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛʀʏʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ (ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ ᴇᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴ)

Drivers License

Fights, yells, nothing...

America was crying tearing up inside while salty tears went furiously onto his cheeks. He was in his car driving, where? He doesn't know, but he just wants to get away from someone, someone who broke him deeply, a scar which couldn't heal, at least not now.

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America was laughing in his lover's arms, it was Christmas. They were outside on their balcony while snow was slowly pouring onto them and everything around them. They could see the city lights illuminating the sky. America escaped his lover's arms and leaned over the balcony with his mouth slightly open, he was mesmerized by the beauty of the lights infront of him.

He felt arms around him, he leaned on his lover smiling slightly as the cold air swept infront of him, "hey Russ..?" The taller male hummed as air escaped his nose and slightly showed in the air.

"I want you to promise something to me.." the smaller male turned around and grasped his lover's arms tightly. He looked up with Amber eyes staring down at him warmly. "Promise to me that you'll never leave.." he spoke softly hoping for the response he wanted to so desperately hear slip out of his lover's mouth.

"I promise, my love"

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Oh but what a shit of a promise, he kept driving not wanting to remember those past times. Might be asking yourself what is happening. Simple reason though I think you already know, so I'll leave you to it.

He kept driving until he got tired of being trapped in a vehicle, he found an ice cream store and decided he should probably go get a milkshake to soothe out his mind a bit.
He stops at the entrance, one look at his stomach and he turned back avoiding the store, he hated his figure since a young age he started eating less and less as the years went by.

He walked back to his car to probably go to a hill where he could rest a little and watch the night stars above him, but as he drove in the highway he got those memories he so wanted to forget, those times when he was a happy man..

The night of the promise as he would call it, he had also made a promise aswell. He had promised to never love someone else, and he kept that promise even if the person who made him promise has now a new lover.

Yes, their relationship was confusing for most people they had their good days and their bad ones, they fought but reconciled seconds after, they both thought that they were meant for each other... apparently the universe thought differently.

When he left America was devastated, broken tearing up inside like never before. It wasn't long for Russia to completely forget him, get with Mongolia for fucks sake.

The night when it ended, when they ended...

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"I DON'T CARE, I'M LEAVING АМЕРИКА" just like that he left. He left an American on the floor sobbing, lost in tears as they fell onto the floor the floor where they lived.

He felt broken so so broken, he never thought this was the way his life would go, the way he would go...
The American slowly stood up tumbling while doing so.

He looked out the window to see the person who had broken him drive away into the snowy roads. He went over to the door and closed it gently so he wouldn't wake anybody even though he knew the other male's screams had already done so.

He slid down the door and hugged his knees close to his chest as he silently cried to himself regretting whatever claims the Russian had against him.

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He started imagining some scenarios in his head which helped distract him. Bad decision....

While he was daydreaming he didn't notice himself building up pressure on the accelerator below him, the car was going at fast speeds, America was driving mindlessly.

He didn't see the car that was driving towards him, America snapped out of his thoughts way too late...

Crashes...

Screams...

Darkness...

Fire...?

People screamed at the sight of the violent crash, the other driver's instincts kicked in fast and he got out of the car safely, people had called the police earlier, the guy was being treated by firefighters and police men.

The firemen got the unconscious America on a stretcher before anymore damage could've been done, and thank god they did because not minutes after. The cars exploded due to the oil that had spilled in the crash and metal tubes rubbing against each other causing the fire to happen leading to the explosion...

America was quickly taken to a hospital, he was severely injured with some broken bones, nothing important broke just soome broken bones, right..?

What he didn't know was that someone he knew saw the whole scene..

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America wasn't the only soul who was broken, another was aswell..

Russia..

He was walking down on a sidewalk in a busy part if the city he lived, he was devastated, wanna know why?
Because he got dumped by his so called girlfriend, he knew it was the universe giving karma for the soul he broke.

As he was stuck in his sorrow he suddenly heard very loud screaming, sirens, and crashing. He went to check it out because someone might be hurt. He turned the sidewalk and ran to the source, it wasn't far from his original destination which was an ice cream shop.

He wasn't prepared for the scene he was about to encounter...

He saw two cars on fire and instantly recognized one as his past lover's, he frantically searched around and saw America on a wheeled stretcher with an oxygen mask on. He looked terrible, blood was on his head and was covering a big part of his face.

Russia ran over to the doctors who were still checking up on America, the doctors took notice and stopped him from coming any closer to America. "Sir you cannot go closer to the patient if not a family or lover" the doctors said pushing Russia far away.

"Im his lover, we've known each other for 3 years!" Exclaimed the Russian eager to see the American even though he knew what he claimed were all lies, well not exactly. "Sir you may come to the hospital with us, but you may see him whenever nurses say so" the Russian nodded rapidly and hopped into the back of the hospital where his lo- friend? Layed.

When they got to the hospital America got taken to the ER and Russia was made to sit in the waiting room, of the hospital. He checked in for America and when he was asked who he was to the patient, he didn't hesitate to respond as his lover.

The nurses gave him a blanket and guided him to America's room, there was some kind of bed on the side of his, not that close but either way close enough for Russia to see him.

After a few hours the nurses came inside and inform him that they need to call America's parents, "they are not here with us at the time and America's siblings don't want contact with him" the nurse nodded and walked out of the room leaving the Russian to stare at America with soft loving eyes.

You see, he always loved America but was forced to break up with him..

America's heart monitor started going off, doctors rushed in and nurses pulled Russia out of the room, he saw as more people came inside and the last thing he saw was America with a pale look and not breathing...

Will he survive...?