Betrayed - Hetalia

America's P.O.V

I saw everything, if course I did. I wanted to surprise Ivan. I wanted to...to do it with him, kiss him, hell- I would've settled for binge watching movies.

When I got there (Ivan had given me a key) I heard a pant, rustled blankets, then silence. I had assumed Russia was just settling in after a long day but...what I saw was one of my worries.

China and Russia, snuggling up next to each other, sleeping. Clothesless. I don't know how but I still kept a smile on my face and walked quietly out of there.

I managed to keep my voice level and call one of my agents to pick me up. I got in the car and managed to arrive at my house. I had gotten to my room, locked the door and sat on the bed for fifteen seconds before breaking down.

"W-was I not good enough? I f-failed, didn't I? What d-did I do I...Ivan. what could I have done b-better? Was C-China more a-attractive? P-please TELL ME!" I shouted the last words. I cried hard.

I had always feared that I wouldn't be good enough for my partner. I always tired to be the best. To be the hero.

Russia proved I was wrong and I couldn't be even more devastated. I don't know what time I fell asleep but I did.

In the morning I got my phone and grouped texted Canada, France, and England. I just...I just really needed them. I needed them so much...