America's POV:
I had just finished my speech, and was now reclining in my chair, my shades down and my feet on the table daydreaming of when I get back home, and seeing my stares. I
watch my little bro walk up to the center, his eyes widen, fall to his knees and vomit a dark black ink colored substance.
I jump up and sprint over to him, As I get to him, I look at him, and try to ask him if he's ok, and if he can talk to me, he just looks far away, his normally beautiful green grey eyes fading to a dark grey and almost gold.
I was scared.
I was so scared.
Ukraine got the paramedics and they rush him to the hospital. I grab Auzzy and Zee, dad and father. We jump into the car and rush to the hospital.
When we get there, they take us to the critical care, saying that they don't know what's wrong with him, but that they are trying to figure it out, or find a cure. I just start to cry, I don't cry.
We stay for a few hours, watching as they hook him up and unhook him from some machines, taking his heart rate, and other vitals. After a long time, they tell us that visitors are no longer allowed, and that we need to leave. I leave, drying my tears and walking home, although it's a a couple miles away.
When I get home and take off my shoes, dad starts to scold me.
"England, he can't just walk home from the hospital, he will get sick or get hit by a car, ITS A 5 MILE WALK US, YOU CANT DO T-that again, please..." France breaks down crying, sobbing into his hands. "I can't lose you too..."
Father go's and holds dad in his arms, whispering into his ear, then he looks at me.
"America, please go to your room, it's late, please."
I nod my head, feeling empty and dead inside, and missing my brother, I shuffle upstairs, only the feeling of carpet underneath my feet. I fall spread eagle onto my bed, only just managing to change into my pajamas, I fall asleep.
Only someone else, someone I loved, and someone who was very sick, wasn't.
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