Obsessive. [[RusAme//Fanfiction.]]

🧡Two.🧡

WARNING: Eating disorders + Depressing speeches.
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•America's POV.•

I was sitting in my bed, scrolling through social media. I had come across something that really made me feel terrible.

It was an video of Iran, Iraq and Serbia. I hated those three.. They hated me. They where saying how I'm fat.. Ugly. Disgusting. They where right.. I knew they where..

I pressed play on the video.

"BRO, HES LIKE SO DISGUSTING AND THIN—" Serbia yelled, as Iraq laughed.

"I KNOW RIGHT? IM SURPRISED HE ISN'T DEAD! CAPITALIST PIG! HAHA" Iran yelled back to Serbia.

I couldn't listen to anymore of the video, so I slammed my phone down and got up, running to the bathroom. I was fat.

I hung myself over the toilet, and forced myself to be sick, and I was. I vomited into the toilet, before standing up straight and flushing it away. It didn't help that Japan would call me fat. I thought she loved me, but I don't think she does. Out of all honesty, I don't love her. I despise her.

I slammed the lid down on the toilet and made my way back into my room. As soon as I could walk in, my father came through the front door. Oh right.. Work ends at 1 on a Thursday..

"Hey son." Britain said, shutting and locking the door.

"Hey pa.." I mumbled, walking downstairs. I instantly hugged him.

"Hm? Is everything okay?.. You feel like bone.." I heard Britain mumble, as he lightly hugged me back.

"I feel sick.." Of course I felt sick, I forced myself sick. I'm an idiot.

"..I'll get you food. You look so.. Perished.. Go rest on the couch.." Britain let go of me, and walked into the kitchen.

I walked over to the couch and sat down. I didn't have my phone with me, since I left it in my room, so I pulled up Canada's laptop that was on the coffee table. He doesn't mind me being on it, he normally lets me draw on it, so it's what I did. I drew roses.

Britain came back with a cup of tea and toast. It was plain but, it'll do.

I took the plate of toast and the cup of tea, placing it down on the table. I put the laptop aside and ate the toast. It taste nice.. I haven't eaten toast in awhile..

"Why aren't you up to shape?.. I'm not trying to sound mean or harsh but this isn't good for you.." Britain sat next to me, wrapping an arm around me.

I leaned into his arm, placing the empty plate on the table. "It's just.. I feel fat and unhealthy. People have told me I'm fat and unhealthy.."

I heard Britain sigh, "Well.. How's Japan?" He asked.

"I.. Don't love her, but I don't.. Know how to tell her.." I sighed, rubbing my head.

"Oh? How come?.." Britain pulled away, standing up.

"I.. She's emotionally hurtful okay dad?.. She always yells at me even if I don't do anything." I muttered, tearing up, "I also.. Feel like I like someone else.." I mumbled quickly.

"..Who?!" Britain seemed to get excited.

"I.. I'll tell you another day.." I started heading back up to my room.

I heard Britain sit on the couch, and turn on the TV.

I walked into my room, shutting and locking the door. I stood for a minute. I hated myself.

==============================================Heya's blossom's, the next chapter is going to be all based on harm and depressing topics. Sorry, but if you don't like harm and depressing topics, skip to part four!
~Ray.