Lovers

Chapter 1

America's POV
I sat in the lobby, my hands covered in blood along with my pants. Reich was pacing in front of me, his hood up over his head, the strings on his hoodie swaying with his steps.
Us two were the only ones aloud on the ambulance, since we saw what happened. The others are on their way here now.
I began tapping my foot impatiently, waiting for the news. As soon as we entered she went into cardiac arrest, they immediately rushed her to the surgery room.
'I should've been faster!' I scowled myself. None of this wouldn't happen if I wasn't too busy thinking about her little secret. I could've saved her sooner. 'Why couldn't I be the one to get shot?' I thought.
I've been shot many times during each war, almost dying in the fight against Britain. France was able to save me though before I crumbled to pieces.
      That time wouldn't be any different. "Why couldn't I save her?" I whispered out, tears spilling over my eyes.
Reich's POV
     "Why couldn't I save her?" I heard America whisper out. I stopped pacing, looking over at him. His head buried in his hands, his shoulders trembling.
      It wasn't his fault, no one could have anticipated that (Y/N) would yank his gun towards herself.
      I should've took the shot, if I would have done that... (Y/N) would have been standing here. We would be at home, apologizing to her over and over.
      But for the first time in my life I froze, seeing a gun pointed at her filled me with ... fear. I feared loosing her, I feared of what she would think if I would've shot him. What would happen if I did or what we were going to tell the cops.
     I was more afraid of (Y/N)'s mental health, having a person die in front of you is traumatizing, sociopathic or not.
      I should've took the god d@mn shot. I clenched my fists tightly, glaring down at the floor.
     "Reich! America!" I voice called out. I look up to see (Y/N)'s young cousin Grey, his red eyes were wild with fear.
     "What happened!?" He questioned urgently, adjusting his lab coat.
     "Ryder came by... he shot her." I told him, not feeling up to telling the whole story... again.
     "Which room did they take her in? Who is the doctor operating on her?" Grey questioned urgently, taking a couple of steps closer to me.
     "All I know is that they took her into surgery immediately. I didn't catch the doctors name." I answered, trying to keep a calm appearance when fear and anger threatened to come out.
     "Doctor Blackheart." America said all of a sudden, sitting up in his seat, tears could be seen running down his cheeks. "That's what I heard one of the nurses order to get when they rolled (Y/N) in." America sniffled, struggling to keep his composure.
     "They chose that idiot!" Grey growled, turning around and begin to walk away.
     "What are you doing?" America asked.
     "Going to help with the operation." Grey grumbled, disappearing behind two Grey double doors.
     Then silence fell upon us again, depressing silence. "Do you think she'll be ok?" America spoke first, his tone holding worry.
     I let out a shaky sigh, "I don't know." I crumbled into the seat next to America. I placed my elbows on my knees and buried my head in my hands. I couldn't hold them back any longer, tears begin to spill down my cheeks.
Russia's POV
     I sped along the streets, my breathing rapid. "Russia slow down! We won't do any good if we get into a crash!" Germany tried to reason, holding onto the side of the door for dear life.
     "Slowing down would mean we won't get to the hospital quick enough." I said, weaving in between cars, zooming past them.
     "Russia listen to Germany! We gotta slow down we could get into a crash!" Poland shouted from the back of the car.
     "I don't care!" I snapped, making a sharp turn to get off the highway, a couple of cars honking as I cut the off.
     "Well we care!" North snapped back, rubbing his head from where he slammed it up against the window.
     I turned sharply, following the signs to the hospital. The light in front of me turned yellow, I pressed on the glass petal going faster. "Russia!" I hear France shout.
      I didn't slow down, the light turned red as soon as I zoomed across the intersection making it to the other side.
      "Geezus! You are going to get us killed!" Germany said, his knuckles turning white as his grip tightened.
      "Really!? Who knew!?" North said sarcastically.
     I ignored them, I have to reach her! She needs me!
     I turned sharply into the parking lot in front of the hospital, parking in an empty spot quickly, not caring the van was crooked. I turned off the car, then jumped out. "Russia wa-" I didn't hear the rest as I bolted towards the hospitals main door.
     I pushed pass some people, shoving some out of the way as I went. I swung open the doors, entering the hospital.
Germany's POV
     I tried to slow down my rapid beating heart... I swear I thought I was going to die today. I thought I was going to die before I could apologize to (Y/N). God I'm an idiot.
     "That idiot. Next time I'm driving when there is a dire situation." North grumbled, stepping out of the car.
     I followed suit, climbing out of the car as well along with Poland and France. Everyone else was in the car with Britain... which we left them far behind.
     We entered the hospital, looking around searching for the two countries and my father. I spotted them in the large lobby, on the far side.
     I tapped Poland's side gently, gesturing towards the small group of countries. "Hey guys." Poland said, catching the other twos attention.
     We walked over towards the small group. "She's in surgery right now Russia, calm down there is nothing else we can do." I hear America say, pulling Russia into a hug.
     Russia seemed to freeze up, before hugging him in return, sobbing into America's shoulder.  "So she's still not out yet?" I asked, looking between my father and America.
     "No, not yet. Grey just went in there to help out." My father stated, standing up from his seat. That's when I noticed a single tear falling down his cheek.
     After all the time I've known him... I have never seen him cry. Until now. "Well she be ok?" France questioned.
     "Of course she will be ok!" North shouted. "She has to be." He finished, sounding quieter, tears pricking the corners of his eyes.
     "Did anyone call Benjamin yet?" I ask.
     Everyone shook their head. "I'll call him." North volunteered, walking away from the small group over towards a secluded corner, pulling out his phone.
     "What's her status?" I hear a British accent ask behind me. I turn around to see Britain and the others walk up towards us.
     Before I could say anything I hear America let out a low growl, "You." I turn my head slightly towards him to see him pull away from Russia stalking forward towards Soviet. "This is your fault." He said in a dark tone.
     "America." Britain warned, placing a hand on America's shoulder. America swat it off, "If you wouldn't have accused her none of this would've happened!"
     He then grabbed Soviet by the collar yanking him down towards his height, "You're going to pay for it you son of a b@&$h!"
     "America! Control yourself! We are in a hospital!" Britain shouted.
     "Shut up old man." America growled, pointing his anger towards Britain. America then swung a fist, making contact with Soviet's face, knocking him down to the ground.
    America lunges forward, only to be held back by Phil, Russia, and South. Stopping his attack on Soviet. "Let go of me!" He protested, trying to shake himself free from their grip.
     I look over at Soviet, a shadow casted over his eyes. He just sat there, looking down at the ground.
     "America enough it wasn't just his fault!" Phil shouted, trying to reason with the angered American. "It's everyone's!" South added, struggling to keep his grip. That's when America stopped, a shadow casting over his own eyes. "We could've stopped him if we wanted to... but we didn't." South added, regret and guilt sparkling in his eyes.
     "Instead we were all thinking the same thing he was saying." North added onto his brother's sentence, slipping his phone back into his pocket. "None of us even stopped her when she left." North added, a sorrowful expression taking over his features.
     America yanked himself out of their grip, "Whatever." He walked over and sat down in a chair, hunched over.
Soviet's POV
    He is right though... this is all my fault. I was angry and I lashed out without thinking. I pushed her away and look where that brought us.
     I stayed on the floor, not bothering to move from my position, I brought up one knee placing an arm on it, burying my face in my hand.
    I clenched my hand onto a fist, slamming it on the ground, this was all my fault. Me and my d@mn mouth.
     "Where is she!? What happened!?" I heard a female voice questioned. It sounded... strangely familiar. I stood up on my feet looking over towards the counter.
     It was (Y/N)'s mother, her body was shaking and tears were pouring out of her eyes. "Please I just want to see my daughter!" She begged.
     "How did the call with Benjamin go?" I heard Germany ask.
    "He's on his way now, he sounded frantic." North answered.
     "Are you the guys that called the ambulance for my daughter?" I turn around, see (Y/N)'s mother.
     Reich stepped forward, "Yes we are. We're friends of hers." She nodded, plopping down in a seat.
     "Thank you for calling." She said with a sniffle.
     "No need to thank us, we were just doing ... doing our duty as a friend." Reich said, looking down towards his feet.
     "Guys! What happened!? Did you kill that b@stered?" Benjamin growled when he walked up to us.
     Before any of us could answer the doctor and Grey walked up to us. We all turned our attention towards them.
     "We have some news." The doctor said. All of us, stared at the two of them in hope. While (Y/N)'s mother just kept her eyes trained on the floor.
      Please tell me she's alive.

Hello readers! Sorry this one was so short but I wanted to be able to get it out to you before I go back to school tomorrow. The next update should be either this coming up weekend or sometime this week. I love you all so much! Thank you for reading and understanding my slower updates! See you next time!