ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛʀʏʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ (ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ ᴇᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴ)

¿Happier?

One month ago, they were happy, they were meant for each other.

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The Canadian knew she moved on already, his emotional soul. She's gone he would tell himself every morning.

He was hurt at first and still is. But he's happy for her, finally found someone who she found perfect.

Not a emotional shit bag like him...

Canada got up from the floor and walked to his kitchen where he served himself some breakfast.

He opened his phone and scrolled through his gallery, smiling at pictures of him and his siblings, he came across one picture.

Him and....Ukraine he frowned at it already feeling his stomach drop and tears swell in his eyes as he held his phone tightly.

He remembers everything like it was yesterday...

× × ×

"Please I'm begging you don't leave me..." He begged grabbing at her baggy sweatpants.

"Leavv me alone Kanada!" She yelled pushing him away from her as she held her phone in her hands and a suitcase in the other.

"Hello ***** kan zu pik me up?" She asked the country on the other line once she answered the phone.

"Of course" said the country, she hung up and looked at Canada with a disgusted face.

"Zu arre no man, emotinal сука!" She yelled at him slapping him across the face.

"Please ukie..." He said looking at her with watery eyes. "No Kanada I havv made my decision" she said before the honking of a car could be heard outside of their-his home...

Ukraine sighed and looked at Canada once again with those eyes full of hatred. "I hatte zu Kanada Ottawa" she said before slamming the door.

Canada stood there frozen, tears streaming like a river down his face as he stared at the door hoping it was all fake, that his love would come back..

No, she was gone, she left, he was now alone. In his empty house which still had some pictures of them hung on the walls.

He fell to his knees and sobbed until he felt numb, Canada?, Numb?, The country who is always happy and tries to find peace..?

Numb..?

Yes, he felt more than numb, he felt weakness flood his body, Ukraine's words repeating themselves in his head.

"Emotional bitch" he had gotten that many times before, but never from her....

He fell deep and he knew it, he should have listened to his brother's warnings..

"Her brother broke my heart, think she's not going to do the same?"

He regretted pushing him away, not listening and instead listen to the person he has met nearly a year ago.

Now, there he was, sad?, No, Canada felt broken

× × ×

He thought about that memory for a few minutes, never really understood why she was mad, all he knew was that she had come home and started yelling at him...

He sighed and called the only person he trusted more than himself...America.

They talked for a bit, they discussed the topic of Canada's... issue. America told him he was coming over not completely trusting his brother to be alone especially when one of his children recently committed suicide...