Is This Okay.......? (USSR X India)

Ch-6

(Warning ⚠️: Contains blood, violence, attempts of murder, swearings, adult content which might be offencive to some readers!)
USSR'S POV
Just like always, I played a love song on my car radio. I was actually pretty happy that India feels the same way for me <3........ I noticed a little shop and stopped my car next to it. I got down and bought 2 pieces of Pirozhki for myself. I munched on the delicious snack and start driving again. I reach the UN headquarters sooner than I thought and got out of my car. I turned on my 'Tough-guy' personality and walked towards my work place. "Ah, USSR! You have a lot less work today, so you can go home sooner!" Said UN holding only one stack of paper. "Thanks" I said trying to hide my extreme happiness. UN kept the paper on my desk, smiled and walked away. I nodded my head and started doing my work. Within about 2 hours, my work was done. I sighed in relief and stretched my stiff back. 💭Time to get these to UN💭 I grabbed the stack of paper and walked towards UN's office. I knocked at the door hoping he would open it. Just then my eyes fell on someone that could make a wonderful day as worse as himself. I tried staying out of his sight but it was worthless. Of course someone could easily spot a 6'9 ft man easily. Just as I thought, he spotted me and I accidentally made eye contact with him. He smirked and started walking towards me. He stood right in front of me tilted his head back to look at me. I rolled my eyes and looked to the other side.
"Don't ignore me, shawtie~"
I could feel my flesh crawl with intense disgust. I stepped back flinching my eye. He just stepped forward and said "What? I know you want me~"
"Who told you that you're my type?" I said, my veins popping out with grave anger. "Your wife left you, didn't she? Don't deny my love~"
"You don't deserve to be loved..."
"Hmm? If you forgot, I have a father, a mother who love me, unlike you~"
I couldn't control my anger anymore. I gripped my fist tight and punched right in the nose. I felt blood flowing out of his nose. He fell down. "AAH! Fuck! You...." He stood up and put his hand in his pocket. He pulled out his gun and pointed it to my head. I scowled showing my teeth. He chuckled and said "Surrender! I won't spare your dear life otherwise~". The sarcasm in his voice made my blood boil. I quietly took out my knife and stabbed his stomach. His mouth fell open. "A-" He said and grinned like a psychopath. He fired his gun, the bullet hitting right above my collar bone. "FUCK!!" I screamed. He just laughed, keeping his hand on his stomach, trying to stop the bleeding. I felt blood rolling down my body, staining my white shirt, red. My forehead was already hurting by wrinkling my eyebrows so much. I walked forward, getting a strong grip of his shoulder, making him gasp. I swiftly pulled it to his back keeping him in a helpless position. I snatched his gun and shot his leg. My happiness knew no bounds after hearing him screaming in despair and pain. I giggled like a psychopath. I pulled his arm even harder. There were sounds of bones cracking. "Heart says to kill you right now! Brain says to keep you disabled throughout!!!!!" I said. He shivered and begged for freedom. I laughed hard with intense happiness, totally ignoring my bleeding shoulder. Just then he kicked my feet making me lose balance. I fell on my knees. He turned around and kicked me right in the 🍌. I screamed in pain. "Better make sure you don't have anymore kids!" He smirked. He couldn't move the arm I just broke. He jumped on top of me, pushing my head against the floor. He held down my hands with his sharp heeled shoes. He pushed my head harder. He grabbed my hair and kept banging my head against the floor. He punched my bleeding shoulder hard. There was blood splattered everywhere. He grabbed his gun and shot my leg. "Why......... don't......... you......... just...... kill......... me.........." I say with grave pain. He raised an eyebrow and banged my head against the floor one more time. My life just flashed before my eyes. No............this can't be...........I can't die so easily..........I have a family to live for............... My hands were still pushed against the floor by his heels, so I folded my legs and hit his head with my hard grooved shoe. He got fumbled and stepped forward, leaving one of my hands. I take that chance and punched his nose, making him scream. I jumped up, standing straight. My leg bleeded, his leg too. I took my knife and stabbed him one more time in the same spot. Being taller, I banged his head against the wall. My blood stained his white snowy hair blood red. I stab him one more time and bang his head against the wall. He coughed out blood and scowled like a helpless dead dog. I grabbed his broken arm and pull it harder, blood rolling down the wall. "Any.......... last......... words.......?" I whisper in his ears. Just then the door creaked open. "What's all the razzle-dazzle abou- AAAAAAAA! USA!!!" UN screamed rushing towards an unconscious USA. "USSR!"
"I can explain-"
"You're fired!!"
"But you can't fire me! I need this job-"
"What you need is mental treatment!!'
"Please, Sir UN. I-"
"Get out!"
"I-"
"GET......OUT!!!!!!!"
I had nothing else to do........ Ofcourse there's no way I would raise my voice at UN. I felt tears in my eyes. My vision got blurred. I didn't know what to do now. I........... Lost............ My................. Job.............. This was the first time I was sad after the fall of the Russian Empire. I felt my heart shatter into pieces. I turned around and walked out the door, my heart not admitting the fact that I got fired........ I turned around one more time at UN. He seemed to be busy with USA. To my surprise, USA tilted his head towards me, winked his eye and stuck out his tongue, mocking me. He was not unconscious, he was just making a scene. Oh how I wanted to kill him off! "USSR, why are you still here? I thought I told you to leave?" I walked out of the door, holding my shoulder trying to stop the blood flow. I get in my car, turn on the car radio as usual. I try to forget what all happened right now. Currently it was 7 PM. The sun had already set. It was dark. I was sad. But somehow I still kept my 'tough-guy' personality on, cuz' I was a respectful guy. I drove quickly, I was desperate to reach home as soon as I could. I reached home, rushed out of the car and knocked on the door. I could noise from inside, sounds of........laughter? The door was opened by a beaming India. His happiness faded away when he saw blood all over my body. "What..........happened?"

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