Italy cried himself to sleep that night. He was certain Holy Rome would remember him. But all thoughts of that had shattered by those few words he said.
He looked at the ceiling and whispered, "God... Why are you doing this?! I'm a good catholic... I have done so many great things! Is this for the wars...? I'm sorry.. It wasn't my fault! Please stop...."
After a few hours of speaking the same things, he wiped the tears away and walked down to the kitchen.
Romano stared at him, "what the fuck was that all about?"
"Ve?" Italy stared at him with a blank expression.
"Don't 've' at me! I know what is going on and you need to get over it!"
"I-I'm.. Sorry..."
Romano huffed. "You better be sorry." He turned towards the stove to cook dinner.
Italy sighed and stared at the floor.
~
Holy Rome stared at his family. "Why haven't you talked about my past?"
Prussia sighed. "We think it will be too much for you to take in.. If you want to know... Your old journals are in the attic."
Holy Rome nodded at him and then walked up.
The attic was very dusty and cluttered, if you were to inhale deeply, you would cough from all the dust.
He looked around for awhile. After he found the journals, he say down and started reading.
For the rest of the night, he just read.
((Sorry for such a short chapter. I'll write longer ones soon. A lot of stuff had happened after the last chapter was published, so I couldn't update. I hope you liked the chapter. I'm going to keep writing tonight. Have a great day))
YOU ARE READING
Waiting For You to Return
Fiksi PenggemarHoly Rome left to a war in which he would never return. Italy became depressed for a very long time. After awhile, other countries became worried about his health (physical and mental)
