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Chapter 9: It Was To Save You

It's been a few weeks, and as I assumed, I dreaded checking my phone. Although I was ordered to have it on in meetings, mostly in case there was an emergency and my leader had to inform me immediately. I saw unbelievable amounts of missed calls, but mostly texts from my sisters. I felt bad, they should know I'm at least safe... I came up with an idea quickly, and excused myself from the room.

"They're probably going to start screaming..."

"Kind of like how..." 

"Oh my god! Is that you?! You're okay?! Tell me you're safe!"

"Yes, I'm okay..." "What happened?! Where have you been?!"

"Kinda like how he sounded..." just remembering Canada's voice is tear-jerking. He must've had an event when he heard America on the other line. They both stayed home to talk, I'm glad they did. America should talk about what happened with his family. Though mine may not be as excited to hear me as America's was...

I reluctantly called Ukraine first, who picked up inhumanly fast... She would've had to been waiting by the phone. She started shouting questions such as "Is that really you?" "Where have you been?" "Are you hurt?" "Where are you?" "Have you been ignoring me?"... I tried to answer each question the best I could, and she seemed to have calmed down.

"Thank god you're alright..." I could hear she was crying, so I apologized and said I had to go to another country for business. She surprisingly believed my lie...

"Well okay... Please come home soon! Belarus has been saying stupid things. She claims you ran off to be with America." she laughed a little, to which I laughed as well.

"Yeah... That's pretty idiotic..."

"Speaking of Belarus! I know it's a few months away, but she wants you back as soon as possible. The wedding is all she talks about."

"Oh... Yes... Well, tell her I'll... I'll be back, in time."

"I will." I could hear her sniff a little, most likely wiping away a few tears as well.

"I'm still just so happy you're okay..!"

"I'm sorry..." 

"It's okay! Goodbye for now."

"Bye..."

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"You made a promise, big brother!"

"I did. And I'm keeping it..." 

"Did you choose America over me?! You damn faggot!"

"I didn't!" 

"Then why did you run away?!"

"I didn't run away... I told you, I had to leave suddenly for business."

"I don't believe you, but okay."

"Dammit... Belarus, I'm going to be back in time."

"You better! Or I'm telling Ukraine that you prefer to fuck guys instead!"

"That's the most immature thing you've ever said..."

"Don't think I won't!" 

"Even if you did, it wouldn't be true. Besides, I only agreed to marry you because you shouldn't have hurt anyone."

"Whatever." she just hung up on me, which I'm not ungrateful for. Though it just gave me time to have unwanted thoughts go through my head. America will be devastated... Hell, I'm devastated just thinking about it! I have no idea how to tell him we can't be together...

"But you can!"

 "But we can't."

I took a deep breath and figured I might as well walk around for a little bit. I don't want to accidentally walk in on America telling Canada about his experience being kidnapped and tortured in horrible ways... So maybe he'll find me and I'll explain why I didn't come home.

The city were the meetings take place in this country was very nice. I looked around as people talked with others, or peacefully lived their lives. I saw multiple couples walk down the sidewalks holding hands, it made me smile, yet I was almost envious. They get to be together without any problems... Maybe it's because all the couples I've seen have been a boy and girl, but I don't think it matters. I don't get to just love someone, even if it was a woman. Belarus would make sure of it. I'm always going to be tied to her, and I'm going to be torn apart from the one I really love...

"Ivan?! Where the hell are you?!" I sat up straight when I heard my name called, I had been outside for at least an hour and it was pretty dim. I knew who the voice belonged to, and I thank him for using my human name in public. When I stood up from the bench I was sitting on, I could barely yell out a response before I felt strong arms grab me.

"Oh! H-Hey-" 

"Where have you been?! I've been out here for like twenty minutes!" America tightened his grip on my arms, his eyes seemed to be filled with annoyance yet relief at the same time.

"I'm sorry... But I knew you wanted to talk with Canada. So I didn't want to accidentally interrupt you."

"That's why? Well... Thank you..." he looked almost embarrassed, so I invited him to sit down with me.

"Ugh... I hope eventually I'll be able to live without this shit going through my head..."

"Don't worry, you will." I said reassuringly, he smiled and put his head on my shoulder.

"I really do love you... I didn't think anyone really cared about me." I didn't respond, I let my action of holding him tighter speak for me.

"I love you too..." I gave him a kiss on the head, feeling colder as the sun continued to set.

"I just wish we could be like this forever..."

"Why couldn't we?" 

"Oh no..." I mistakenly voiced my thought aloud, and my silence made America become worried.

"Why? What's wrong?!" 

"You'd hate me... I feel like I've lied to you..."

"I could never hate you! Just tell me!" he already had a few tears leave his eyes, and some were ready to leave mine.

"America... Belarus wants to marry me."

"Well I know that! But you can just ignore her!"

"I can't... What she did was evil. She kidnapped you as a way to persuade me into marrying her. I couldn't have her hurt you..."

"Wait... Y-You're saying you..." America's breath hitched, and he seemed at a loss for words.

"I agreed because I love you..." neither of us said anything, it was just tears. America cried into my chest, fully understanding what my agreement with my sister means.

"I'm so sorry... I truly a-"

"It's okay." he pulled away and stood up, making me feel guilty beyond all repair.

"I just... I just have to take a second. Please come home when you want to..." there was no point arguing with him. He started off walking away, but soon broke into a sprint.

"What did I do..?" I muttered as I leaned my head back, well disappointed in myself. I didn't want to tell him so suddenly, I didn't want to tell him at all...