Stalker | Delusional Love

7: A Crazy Scream

Warning! Warning! Warning!
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Reich glanced into the living room carefully, not wanting to be spotted by Soviet.

The German had sent the Russian out again, for food of course. It was his only excuse to get the Soviet out of the house and away from him.

Reich was just making sure that Soviet had left, which he had. Thank goodness. The German sighed and went back to his bedroom, he had much to do unfortunately.

The German pulled a suitcase out from under the bed, and ended up placing it onto the bed.

He had bought the suitcase a couple weeks ago, knowing that he would need it at some point. Luckily he had done so before Soviet had shown up.

The German quickly got to work on packing his things, he had two suitcases, a little one and a big one.

He tried to pack as much as he could at the moment, if he packed everything up then Soviet would get suspicious of where all his clothes went. So he could only pack a chunk of his stuff unfortunately.

Reich took a good thirty minutes to pack his things before he put his suitcases away. He didn't want Soviet to catch him in the middle of doing that.

Eventually Reich left his room and went to the dinner table. He sat there for a moment, feeling bored, and ended up playing on his phone for a little while as he waited for Soviet.

JE had sent him some text messages, along with FI, Russia, and some from these therapists that JE had been trying to get him to go to.

Both of his friends wanted him home, and were desperate to know when he'd come back. They hadn't said a word about Soviet, but surely they had to know about him escaping prison.

Russia had texted him because of his siblings, the kids wanted to hang out with their 'mama'.

Reich sent some texts back before shutting his phone off, and slipping it into his pocket. He wouldn't want Soviet seeing it.

The German nearly laughed for a moment, as he set his head down onto his folded arms that rested on the table.

That wasn't funny.

He sighed for a moment, shutting his eyes.

He should have called the police already.

The German listened silently as the front door's handle moved for a moment.

Nothing was stopping him from doing so.

Soviet opened the door, a big bag of food in one of his hands, while the other held the door open.

So why hadn't he?

"Hello love."

The Russian hummed as he stumbled over to the table, he placed the bag down and quickly got the food out.

Reich stayed silent as he watched the Soviet take the food out of the bag happily.

Why hadn't he done anything?

Soviet hummed softly as he went to the kitchen to grab some plates. He waddled back over to Reich, and started serving the food out.

A lot of healthy things for sure. Reich watched silently as the man plated the food. An almost strange amount too.

Soviet hummed happily as he walked towards the front door, it was almost noon now as it had been a couple of hours since breakfast had passed, and now he was going off on his own little mission.