Colors and Life / Soviet x Reich

Chapter 14

She only hired me because of my body? That really hurts me. She was so friendly and that only because of my stupid human body? Is she doing this to more people? "I don't care! He is the artist of my castle and you will please take your fingers off him immediately! You can see clearly that he doesn't like it at all!", orders Soviet Union Afghanistan. Afghanistan lets go of me and goes off in a huff. Soviet comes in front of me and bends down a little because he's at least one and a half to two heads taller than me. He looks a little depressed. He apologizes: "I'm sorry that she treated you like that and unfortunately it wasn't the first time she did something like this.

I'll make sure that something like that doesn't happen again." I nod and smile a little. Then he smiles too and walks down the hall with his children. Have I overlooked the children all the time? I slowly walk away from the wall and I'm trying to find out where to get to my room. I forgot the way to my room! I run quickly after Soviet Union and its children. They stop, turn to me and I get so uncomfortable again. "Firstly, thank you and secondly, I may have forgotten where my room was again.", I admit and look down a little because I feel uncomfortable. "Look at me.", Soviet tells me.

I do what he wants and look into his beautiful golden glittering eyes. He is so beautiful. "How about we show Nick the castle?", Soviet asks his children. They both nod and smile. I smile from it too. Soviet Union extends his left hand to me. I take his hand carefully and a little hesitantly. I walk next to him and one kid with the yellow and blue flag is holding onto Soviet's right arm while the other one walks forward and seems very excited. The two are so cute. Soviet has such wonderful children. Why can't I be a woman? If I were a woman I could give him children too. Afghanistan is so lucky! I'm so jealous again.

Why do I even think about it? However! Soviet seems happy. Belly stop tingling like that! The three lead me through the whole castle, they even show me the top floor. I found out that the boy with the white, blue and red flag is called Russia and the boy with the yellow and blue flag is called Ukraine. The two got really nice names. The two children are really nice. My job for tomorrow is to paint the wall of their room with the children and I'm really looking forward to it.

I haven't seen Afghanistan for the rest of the time. Soviet Union also wanted to know a few things about me, for example, he wanted to know how old I am, because of my family and hobbies. I told him that I was 24 years old, that my family had abandoned me and that, in addition to drawing, I was a big music fan and that I enjoyed reading. He allows me to take instruments from the music room and that I can borrow books from the library. I also learned that he doesn't love Afghanistan and that he only has the children because his father forced him and her to do so. It is kind of a relief for me to know that, but also very sad.

He told me that Afghanistan had agreed with him that if both of them are with someone else and believe that it is true love, they will get divorce and because Afghanistan does not have such a strong bond with the children, Soviet would get them. Soviet Union is also still very empathetic, as I remember him. He is very positive and always full of hope. It hasn't changed much and I like that a lot. I'm just back in my room, hugging my pillow and imagining that I'm hugging him. I am looking forward to tomorrow. I get up again and open the window to make me invisible and fly out of my room.

I fly to the large balcony and look inside. They are not asleep yet. I hear that there is a discussion and see Afghanistan running out of the room and onto the balcony. I move aside and listen. "They're my people, so I can do whatever I want with him!", she yells as Soviet rushes over to her. Soviet makes it clear to her: "You cannot do what you want with people! They have dreams, desires and feelings, just like us! Just because we are Countryhumans doesn't mean that we can do what with normal people we want!" "You only say that because you have your eye on him!", claims Afghanistan.

"No, I haven't! I still love the same one, as I have si-", he wants to continue, but is interrupted by her. "He's dead! Damn it Soviet Union, he'll never come back to you! He's no longer alive, so give up!", she yells. Is it about me? Soviet turns around and shortly before he goes in, he threatens her: "Don't come too close to him!" Soviet goes inside and changes clothes. Afghanistan says: "No way, the human is mine!" Then she goes inside again. I flutter back to my old cave. I take all potions and recipes with me. I'll make sure that I don't have to come back here in the near future and I'll fly back to my room.

I go through the forest to the pond and take a few steps into the water. I look around and enjoy the silence. The water is not as cold as I thought and I relax for a while. I hear footsteps behind me and someone kicks me in the back, causing my head to land in the water. I stand up and look at the person. Who is this? The person kicks me in the stomach and I pull myself together through the pain. I am roughly grabbed by the throat and pushed underwater. I hold my breath and try to kick or grip the person to loosen my neck. Nothing works, whoever it is is really strong. I have to take a breath! I need air!

I fight for a little while longer, but nothing changes except that I can no longer hold my breath. I breathe out slowly and take a deep breath. My lungs fill with water and it feels awful. My body wants to cough up the water, but more and more water is getting into my lungs. I slowly go black from the terrible pain in my chest. I wake up in bed bathed in sweat. Not another dream! Why do I always have to dream such garbage? I see that it's still dark outside. I don't want to fall asleep again, otherwise I'll have another nightmare and I just don't need that.