My whole body hurt as I tried to sleep, but surges of pain in my limbs and stomach were near unbearable.
"S-Stop! I don't want to-"
"What's the big deal?! You've let me plenty of times before!"
"Not anymore!"
"Oh... What's wrong? Don't want to because you know you can't take it?"
"What..? No! No, that's not it at all! I... I can..."
Why did I lie? My back aching from being rammed into the wall was bad enough. Why did I have to add more to it? I reconsidered sleeping, after all, the sky had become a dark blue by now. The sun would be up in a hour or two. Even so, I pulled the blankets over me and covered my head, wishing I could just suffocate. It was agonizing to move my legs, and I know England knows that. So he'll probably make me walk a lot later...
I started to cry, almost unaware I even was. The only sounds that left my mouth were a few gasps, which I tried to limit by hiding my face in more blankets. I stayed in that uncomfortable position for only a few minutes, until I felt the covers be pulled back. I went silent, holding myself and not even trying to stop tears pouring from my eyes. England pulled me in an embrace, to which I grabbed him and started sobbing. He rubbed my back and whispered pleasant nothings to me, it was oddly comforting. He lifted my head up and kissed me softly, but I didn't pull away this time.
"I'm sorry... I know you probably hurt." he ran a hand down my arm, and I unintentionally twitched in pain.
"Oh... Please forgive me. I didn't mean to be so rough with you."
"Don't apologize. I lashed out at you." I immediately took the blame, willing to try everything to avoid a repercussion.
"It's okay. I understand why you were mad." for a moment, he sounded like he cared about me. Like he wasn't filled with rage every time I somehow took a wrong step. But it didn't feel right, somehow it felt like it was all fake.
"Just uh... Don't let it happen again." his voice seemed to drop drastically, and I could practically feel my eyes dilate.
"I-I'm sorry! It won't." I clung to him like a life-line, hoping that would make him believe I truly loved him. Even if I didn't...
"By the way. Canada called not long after you fell asleep." he reached over on the night-stand a grabbed his phone, handing it to me.
"Say something that'll make him not worry. You know. After that little stunt you attempted yesterday." he smiled coldly and watched me as I dialed my brother. When he picked up, his frantic voice made me jumped.
"What happened?! Why didn't you show up?!! I couldn't sleep at all, please tell me you're okay!!" I shifted my eyes back and forth, before putting on an act that surprised myself.
"Everything's fine! Really, me and England worked it out. We're both happy now."
"Huh? Well... Judging from what you told me yesterday, sounded like abuse to me..."
"I'm so sorry I made it sound that way... It was just a rough patch and I was overreacting."
"You're sure you're okay?"
"I'm fine! R-Really." we talked for a short amount of time until I simply said I had to go. Besides, I didn't want him to mention Ivan while England was in the room. Though not five seconds went by before another call came through.
"What the..."
"Who is it?" England glared at me, and I just said I didn't know. Cause I didn't...
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Rules are Rules-Hetalia RusAme
Fanfic*some chapters are very long ;-;* Russia and America adore each other, but could never say a word. One is haunted by the thought of his people and family hating him. And the other doesn't even understand his own feelings. Although when an unfortunat...
