DenNor- Stay With Me

Chapter 1

Norway

"Agh!" I sat up in my bed. "Why would I think of that day now? It's been so long since it happened..." I had waken up dreaming about the day Denmark had took me in, when I was a child. Every day since I had been so ignorant, I insulted him, despite the fact I was unbelievably grateful. The reason for my rather disrespectful behaviour, was because I didn't want to end up like Liechtenstein and rely on my "older brother," but to prove to Dane that he wasn't my brother, or that I needed his support to be strong.

Denmark

I heard Norway shout, at first I thought someone was in the large house that we all live in. But I didn't hear anything else, so I assumed he just had a nightmare. Nightmare... the word rang in my head as I remembered how he treated me... without respect. Why can't he just accept the fact that he's my brother... I thought with a touch of sadness. I loved him to death, I would do anything for him. I knew what was going on with Norge, he just wanted to seem strong. He was the strongest person in the world to me, he brought in Iceland off the streets when he was a lot younger.