ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔠𝔥𝔢 [𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔶𝔥𝔲𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔰 𝔵 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯]

Chapter 12

"What does France mean by divorced?"
I quietly followed America, slightly dragging my feet as he gripped my hand.
"Him and my dad were, let's say...together, for a while."
America kept walking, paying no attention to my struggle to keep up with him.

"It was going fine, but one day they divorced out of the blue, it was hard for me and Canada to deal with the sudden changes and they act like nothing happened. I went with Dad and a Canada went with France, against our will of course but..."

His voice began to shake
"Dad became kinda abusive and less of a father figure to me. Those, those weren't good times. Canada and I hardly saw each other. We weren't happy. Why am I telling you this, you have enough stress on your shoulders."
America stopped, turned his head and gave me a sympathetic smile.
"I'm sorry, I should tell you about the meeting instea-"
"Ahem."
I felt hands on my shoulders and America's gaze went from kind and sad, to guilty and terrified.

"H-hi dad! H-how are you?" He stuttered, barely able to form proper words. The fear in his eyes gave me a uneasy feeling and I shuffled uncomfortably in my shoes.
"Y/n may I speak to you for a moment."
His voice didn't sound like he was asking a question, it sounded like he was giving me an order.
"S-sure!"

My voice went unusually squeaky and cracked at the end of the word.
I was shaking uncontrollably and I finally turned to see who was talking to me and who would place such fear in America. Uk, it was the United Kingdom. Aka. America's father.

"H-hello sir! U-uh, what's up?"
"Quite obviously the sky. Son? I would like to speak to Miss Y/n in private."
America hurriedly nodded and dashed back towards the building, leaving me and Uk alone. Standing by the side of the road.
"Um, so! Ahem!" I cleared my throat and stared at the floor.
"I just wanted to apologise."
Confusion filled my thoughts
"Apologise? For what?

"For acting horribly towards you. I suppose I woke up on the wrong side of the bed." Uk smiled, but only for a brief second. "No problem! Happens to me all the time!" I smiled at him and a hint of red flew over his cheeks.
"Ahem, well, I have a question Y/n."
"Yeah?"
"Who are you staying with currently?"
"Russia I think."

"Hm, would you like to stay with me? Not permanently of course! A-and after you stay as long as you like with Russia!"
His face grew redder and redder with each word.
"Sure, I need to tell Russia then!"
"Of course. When you inform him you may call me when you want to stay at my house, that is if you wish."
"Okay, but I don't think I have your number sir"
I teased him and he chuckled

"I'll put my number in your phone. Um, may I?"
I passed it to him and he typed in his number.
"Okay! I'll go find him now, seeya!" I waved to Uk and jogged back towards the building where Russia stood there, waiting for me.
"There you are! What did he say to you? Did he hurt you? Are you alright?" Russia hugged me and let out a sigh of relief.

"I'm fine! I'm good, don't worry." I grinned at him
"Cmon, lets go. When we get to the house I'll tell you all about the meeting."
"Okay handsome! Aren't you going to open the car and be a gentlem-"
"Get in the car"

??? POV

"Sir! Sir! #%€£> has contacted us!"

My lips curled into a wicked smile

"Wonderful! What did he say?"

"Nothing new, subject #%*^% seems to be doing alright."

"Heart status?"

"Swelling sir. She is doing better than she was in the institution. We're getting extremely helpful and positive results."

I threw back my head and laughed like a madman.

"Fantastic! Haha! Absolutely fabulous!"

"Sir? Should we start?"

I slammed my fist down, hard on my desk, causing a loud bang.

"Absolutely not! Are you insane?! We cannot afford to fail this mission. Continue the preparations."

My employee shuddered and held the paper up to shield his face.

"O-of course sir. I-I'll inform the crew, ahem, are we any closer to finding out where they are?"

My smirk turned into a sneer

"Nowhere near. That bastard country refuses to tell us anything about where him and his friends are. Says the only reason he's helping us is to, and I quote: to get that bitchy whore away from my friends. Honestly, he's smarter than we give him credit for."

My employee nodded his head, afraid to disagree

"Sir, are you sure that you want to go through with this plan? You know what the consequences are if we fail. We could cause another world war! Even the death of multip-"

"Silence! Do you dare argue? Do you dare question me?! Are you unsure of the path you chose for yourself?! Do you not know what you got yourself into?! You signed up for this!! You asked for this!! You know what you got yourself into!!"

I slammed both hands onto my desk, causing a huge crack to split my antique oak table into two.

"Damnit! Look what you've made me do! Gah! You son of a bitch!!! Get out! Get the fuck out!!"

My employee ran out the room, terrified for his life

Red became to flow in from the sides of my eyes and I hurriedly opened a drawer with bottles upon bottles of pills.

"Damn, Damn, Damn, Damn!"

I fumbled around to look for one specific bottle.

"Please don't be empty, Please don't be empty, Please don't be empty."

My hands shook as I quickly opened the tiny bottle.

One pill left.

I shoved it into my mouth and held my head in my hands.

"This'll last me for enough time....$&#^! Call the pharmacy for my prescription medication. Now."

My employee poked his head in the side of the door and nodded.

"On it sir"