"Now you're walking back
To a place you call home
But you feel so alone."
Russia's POV:
The meeting had been hosted in my country this month, so my home wasn't that far away. The wind whipped around me and snow fell down in torrents. I hated it. I wished that it was warm and sunny here, like it was for many other countries. I had grown accustomed to the cold, but I clutched my coat tighter around me. It served a much darker purpose than keeping me warm, but it was still something familiar to hold on to.
I let a tear or two escape as I neared my home. At least, what I called my home. Home is supposed to be a place where you were surrounded by the ones you loved. It was supposed to be the place where you could find peace and comfort. Not for me. I was afraid of it. So many things had happened to my sisters and I in here, I didn't really count it as a house anymore.
"Hello? Boss, are you here?" I asked, hoping and praying that he wasn't. I sighed with relief when only my echo greeted me. But then again, it was just my echo. I looked up at the towering ceiling above me and sighed. This house, it was so big, especially when I lived by myself. Even Belarus had stopped coming over to stalk me. Sighing, I shrugged off my coat and hung it up. The cold bit at my arms, making me shiver slightly. My arms and neck felt exposed in the open air and I shook my head, running to the staircase that wound up to my room.
Flinging my door open, I stormed into my bedroom and stood in front of my mirror. Maybe I would see something different than I usually did. But no. All I could see was a monster.
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If They Knew
FanfictionRussia has ignored the hurtful, judgemental words of the other nations for years, but now he's had enough. They don't know what he's gone through. They don't see through the mask he's created to make himself strong. But sometimes, being strong for t...
