Countryhumans Fluff Because I'm Bored(Mainly Based On RusEng)

the not so wonderful weekend

It was now Saturday, it was the middle of autumn, and in the morning England stared out the window, watching the leaves turn brown and gently flutter to the ground."are you ok?"Russia asked, not sure why she was staring at the window. "yea, the leaves are just pretty"England whispered, still gazing out of the glass. Russia hugged her from behind and gave her a kiss on the cheek."I'll be downstairs if you need me."he said before walking out of the room and down the stairs. But randomly, everything was a blur to England. She was just looking, and then everything went black. She woke up to the sound of yelling, and everyone was around her. Her head was rested on Russia's lap, as he looked down at her worried."are you okay..?"England asked, not caring about what's just happened to her. Russia immediately brought her into a hug."what's wrong...?"England said, truly worried why he was so upset. Everyone around them was confused, wondering why England didn't care about herself, but another, who was scared. England was so focused on Russia that she didn't even notice the bandage around her left eye. Once she realised, she stared at everyone, shocked."why-..."..."I don't understand, what's wrong...? Why is this around my eye? why does my head hurt? This doesn't look like home... Where are we!?"every thought was rushing through her head, confused by everything ever."I thought America would be here for me... Where is he?"she asked, looking around the room, hearing beeps and screaming and crying and anything else she couldn't recognise the sound of. She heard happy voices, sad voices, angry voices, it was all to much. She cried, she was in pain, no one answered her questions and everything was just overwhelming. Someone else ran in the room, screaming. She didn't care who it was, and looked down, still bawling her eyes out. But she realised it was a nurse, no. A doctor. No? It was someone who worked there, that's all she knew. Everyone was scared. No one knew what to do, what question to answer first, so they stood over her, crying a little. England didn't care anymore, she just wanted to get out of wherever she was. She didn't care about her health, she's didn't care if she had to be there. She just had enough. And just like that, she was passed out again, this time when she woke up, she was at home, in bed, only Russia was there with her this time."what's going on?"she asked. But she wasn't sure if she wanted to know anymore. She looked around, noticing her window was broken, most of it was gone, and there was shards all over the floor, covered in blood... She wasn't dreaming, she was sure. What is wrong? Is that my blood? Why is it on the floor still? Why was ame not there for her? They're best friends, did... Did ame not care? They got in a fight earlier but that's no excuse, she could've died. Then she heard him... America's voice, crying aswell. Everyone was yelling, at him. England wanted to get up and see what was wrong, but she couldn't. Her leg was numb, and she couldn't move it. The only thought going through her head was;"am I going to die?"am I dying?"
Russia was crying. Why? England was ok, just a bit of a scrape, that's all. But she didn't say anything, because her throat was sore, she needed a drink, but she couldn't get one. She managed to sit up somehow, as her vision became better so she could truly look around. She didn't understand anything, she looked in a mirror, her face was bleeding through the bandage. She looked at the glass covered in blood, and looked back into the mirror. She didn't get it. Was she even alive? Was that why no one answered her questions? She talked to someone, they have a reply. "Are you dead too?" She asked."no silly, were both alive!"said a nurse, or a doctor? Forget it. She was just glad to know she was alive. But why was she like this? Seriously injured, not knowing anything, questioning existence. Maybe it was all in her head, maybe this is normal when you're hurt? England stared to think, and thought for the worst. They were mad at ame, and England was hurt. The broken glass, before all this she was looking out the window. America had hurt her, but why? As she started to think more and more, she became more curious on why he would do that. Russia finally got himself together and told England that because they were fighting, America punched her, so hard her head went into the window and was unconscious for three hours. She was mad, why would he do that?
She hugged Russia, starting to cry.
"It's ok, we can go talk to him if you want... Or not."England nodded her head.