Please Remember Me

Chapter 26

Please note:I have little if not no knowledge on the country mentioned in this chapter, I am merely guessing. Everything I say about them is probably inaccurate.

Third P.O.V

Russia, although his eyes were still closed, was awake. He was lying down on a bed, a soft blanket covering him. Was he at home? Were all those previous events just a bad dream?

Yes, of course it was. He was in the safe comfort of his own room, his own house. His siblings and father were just in the next few rooms and his friends were somewhere down the street. Everything was all just a bad dream.

He prayed what he hoped was true as he opened his eyes. But as we all know, nothing is ever that simple and never will be.

He found himself surrounded by plain beige walls, not the darkblue walls decorated with stars of his room. He sat up and looked around. There were shelves with books on them, some in English but most in a language he did not understand. There was a small flower in a pot and a framed photo on the bedside table.

Out of curiosity, he picked up the framed photo and saw two countries smiling, one Male and one female. The male seemed familiar but the female, he did not recognise at all. The male had a British flag at the top left corner of his flag and and six seven-pointed white stars. The female was a blue flag with a bold yellow line near the bottom with a twelve-pointed star below it. No doubt Russia had never seen her before.

At that moment, he heard the door opening. He looked up and saw the woman who was in the framed photo which he was holding.

He hadn't noticed before when looking at the picture but she was quite plump. "Oh, you're awake!" She smiled. She then noticed the framed photo Russia was holding. "Ah, yes. You must be curious about what happened, right?" She asked.

Russia nodded, already feeling a sense of security. If she were a bad person, he probably wouldn't be breathing. That's what that person in the black hoodie wanted, after all.

The person in the black hoodie... the thought of them made Russia shudder in fear.

The woman didn't notice and explained to Russia how he ended up here. "It was very early in the morning, around 5am I believe. I was awake since I was feeling hungry and wanted a snack, I'm a bit of a foodie, you see. I looked out of the kitchen window to watch the peaceful stream of the river as I ate and that's when I saw you, lying asleep on a tree log. I hurriedly rushed out of the house and since you fortunately weren't too far from shore, I was able to reach you. I carried you to my bedroom and tucked you in."

"Where did you sleep after that?" Russia asked. "The couch of course." She said cheerfully. Russia felt bad, "You slept on the couch because of me?" The woman laughed seeing how thoughtful this boy was. "Don't worry, the couch is much more comfy than you think."

The woman's eyes widened as if she had just remembered something. "Oh, right! How rude of silly old me, I forgot to introduce myself." She cleared her throat before reaching out her hand for a handshake. "My name's Nauru, what about you?" She asked, sounding very friendly although she didn't know the first thing about Russia. And that's what Russia liked about her. He smiled as he took her hand and shook it, "I'm Russia, nice to meet you."

After they both let go, Nauru made a hand gesture meaning 'follow me', "You must be starving, how about you come out to the kitchen and have something to eat? I was just about to have breakfast myself." That was true, Russia was indeed feeling quite hungry. He nodded eagerly and got out of the bed, "Sure!"

As he followed Nauru out of the bedroom, he looked around the house. It was a simple one storey house, it wasn't very big. Outside the bedroom was the living room, next to that was a the dining table with three chairs then there was a sliding door that led to the kitchen. In the kitchen, there were another two doors that to the bathroom and laundry room. That was the entire house.