ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔠𝔥𝔢 [𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔶𝔥𝔲𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔰 𝔵 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯]

Chapter 7

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"Fine! I give up! You win! It's your fault" I threw my hands into the air. "Hey! You're supposed to say that it's your fault!" America laughed. "No, it's your fault! You said so!" I poked him in the chest. "No it's yours- We're almost there!" He called out. I saw a house appearing in the distance with another car in the driveway. As we pulled into the garage and a country with a red maple leaf on his face burst out the door and rushed towards us. That's the Canadian flag. So that's Canada. "America! You're back!" He threw himself at America and hugged him. "Woah! Calm down there bro! I brought a guest." He gestured at me. "Oh hello! I didn't see you there!" Canada stuck out his hand and I shook it. "You must be Canada!" I smiled. He grinned and said "Yup! You must be Y/N! I'll bring you to the guest room!" America looked a bit confused. "We don't have-" Canada shot him a deathly look. "Okay, Okay! Geez!" America threw his hands up into the air and walked into the house. I turned to Canada, expecting a smile but he looked at me with a terrifying glare. "I know what's going on with you." He growled. I started backing away. "What exactly are you trying to do?! You've already got Japan and Poland wrapped around your little finger. Now you're going after my brother?!" He snarled, shoving me back. I fell to the ground and winced in pain, I had grazed my hand. I clutched it in my other hand and yelled "What the fuck do you mean?!"
"You're just going to break their hearts. If you break America's heart I will break you." He whispered in my ear, making me shiver. "Understand?!" I got up and shoved past him, tears streaming down my face with no signs of stopping. "Y/N-" America reached out to me but I ran past him and into a room. I locked the door and huddled into a corner. I buried my head into my hands, blood and tears mixing together. "They don't want me here, they don't want me here. They don't want me here!" I yelled, pulling my hair. I felt my heart race and my breathing quicken. My head began to hurt and i felt sick. "Y/N?! Y/N!! Are you okay?!" America began banging on the door. "G-go away!" I yelped. "No! What's wrong?! Are you okay?!" He kept yelling and slamming on the door. I heard his unlock the door and he burst into the room and looked around for me. I tried to hide in the shadows but he still saw me. He walked over to me as I hugged myself tighter. America put his arms around me and squeezed. I turned away from him and stared into space. "What's wrong....? Are you alright...?"
"No. I'm not." I muttered
"Do you really want me here?"
He looked at me and sighed, "of course I do. Of course."
I buried my head into his chest and threw my arms around his neck. I started crying again as he rocked me side to side. "Shh, it's okay, you're okay, everything's fine" I heard a creak and I immediately looked up. Canada was in the doorway. "America! There you are!" He burst in and waltzed over to us. "Mind if I join?" He smiled at me with glaring eyes. I was too scared to speak so I shrunk back against America. Canada sat down next to America and hugged him. "Broooo! Hug me instead!" He whined. I decided to get up and I began to walk out the room. "Y/N! Where are you going?" America jumped up behind me. "I, just wanna be alone right now..." I walked out the room and I heard talking turning to yelling behind me. I threw myself onto the sofa and sighed. I took out my phone and texted Russia

Me
Hey Russia...

Russia 🇷🇺
Oh hey, you okay?

Me
Yeah, I'm just wanted to say, you're right.

Russia 🇷🇺
What?

Me
You're right.  The sooner I leave, the better.

Russia 🇷🇺
What?!

Me
You're right.
Bye Russia, I gotta go.

Russia 🇷🇺
Oh, bye then. You're staying with me next btw

I turned off my phone and groaned. What did I get myself into, and what did he mean by wrapped around my little finger? We're just friends...right? I heard footsteps and I turned my head to see Canada walking down the stairs. He noticed me and rolled his eyes. He went into the kitchen and got some water. I walked up to him and asked quietly "why do you hate me....?" He flipped around and smirked. "Ya wanna know why?! Do ya?! I refuse to be manipulated by you." Canada began to walk away but I grabbed his arm. "Let go!" He twisted it around but I kept a firm grip on it. "I don't understand why you're acting like this, please...give me a chance! I'm not like that! Please....I would never hurt America...just, I can't loose someone again..." my eyes welled up with tears and he stopped. He pulled his arm out of my reach and said "fine. You have one chance. We'll go to the mall with America. You better pray you don't mess up." He walked back up the stairs leaving me to process what just happened. 'Lets just hope I don't...'

"So uh, what do you do here?"
"Nothing."
"So you just sit here?"
"Yup."
"Can't you be a little friendlier?"
"No."
"Please? I just want to be friends"
"Hah. You don't know what I've been through."
"You're right...but please? Just give me a chance..."
"Sigh fine. Don't make me regret this."
"Yay! Thank you! And you won't!"