I Still Love You

Chapter two

America's P.O.V

I hadn't been really going out of the house lately. I wondered if England still loved me but all I kept thinking was that I betrayed him. All my nightmares where saying I was betraying England.

England's P.O.V

I was pacing around my living room after I attempted to cook something but failed. I remember the times America enjoyed my cooking but he wasn't here with me anymore. ' does he still love me?' I thought, I needed to stop thinking about him. I suddenly heard a smashing noise from somewhere in my house and then I heard the voice of someone I despised ' that frog' I thought angrily. " honhonhonhon britaaaaain my love" I heard France yell " what do you want you bloody frog " I yelled at him. " I just wanted to see my darling Britain!" He said holding uncomfortably close to him. " get off of me!" A yelled and threw him on the ground " ow you hurt my beautiful head" he whined.

    If I can't have peace in my own home maybe I'll find it outside I haven't been out in a while. I walked the beautiful streets and watched as people passed by me.

-America and Britain's POV-

It was later in the later in the day/ night nothing has been helping me get over him, I've tried everything I could but nothing's working I know he will never love me back.

I was sitting down in a chair thinking about all the good times we've had when I suddenly felt a agonizing pain in my chest. I unbuttoned my shirt to find a small gash across my heart. I knew what it meant it happens when a country is hurt by another but what we did was break each other's hearts.