Escaped | Countryhumans Story

Chapter 20

Canada's p.o.v

I wake up softly; the warmth from under the covers trying to lull me back sleep. I yawn and with a swift movement, shove the covers off me. One of my legs hanged off the bed and my sock touched the hard cold floor. I stand up finally and try to catch my balance as I hear something shuffling. I look over and see New Zealand climbing off the bed. She stared up at me and I smiled. 

I remember the first time we heard about New Zealand, the moment Mom told us, Aussie went crazy in happiness and would ask about the baby, helping in any way he could. I was ready to help and take responsibility for this new sibling, while Ame didn't really care for another one. Actually the first years of New Zealand being in the family Ame spent his time pulling pranks on her. You see countries aren't born like regular babies, their more like obtained. So New Zealand came to us at about 1 or 2 years old. Though sadly after New Zealand came Mom got more and more business trips, not to say she didn't already get a lot before hand. In fact most of my siblings life she was gone, once Ame joined the family she barely ever came around, always busy with work. Every new sibling it felt like, more days she's couldn't see us. Mom was much more social then dad and had a lot of friends, around the time Ame joined the family, every weekend she'd go out with her friends to different places. This would drive dad crazy, not knowing what she did, who she hung out with, etc. They would fight a lot. I was very young when Mom was with us everyday, it was only me. She was so caring and nice, I miss her a lot. My siblings never got to spend as much time with her as I have. Though still being very young, I remember sitting with Ame, who was too young to understand anything, and listening to my parents fight downstairs. It was hard to listen to 2 people you care very much about feeling pain and fighting. Thankfully they never dared to lay a finger on each other when they were fighting, usually Mom stormed out of the house. It was if they forgot we were upstairs when they fought, saying information about each other that a kid at my age at the time should of never heard. People have always told me that I'm like an adult in a child's body because of my matureness and ableness to see things in another perspective. But the problem with that is knowing what's going on and understanding it but not being able to do anything about it since i'm still a kid. Sometimes I wonder if I'd be better off now knowing these things at all.

New Zealand looked at the door frame, signaling that she wanted to leave this room. I nod and shake Aussie awake as he looks at me sadly.

"Already?" He asked in a disappointed tone. 

"I'm afraid so." I reply and he nods, getting up.

Waking up Ame was pretty easy, which was nice. Ame hops off the bed making a loud thump as I shush him, trying not to wake the whole house. He returns a blunt look. New Zealand tugs at my sleeve and we started moving. I tip-toed past Mr. Soviet's room who had left his bedroom door open. I look back at my siblings and mentally count them.

1, 2.....Where's Ame!

I look around to try to spot Ame, who is no where to be seen. Where could he have ran off to?

"Ame!" I yell in a whisper.

A figure appears out of our bedroom and runs over to us, making the floorboards creak.

"I was just getting my sunglasses!" He whispers to me, putting on his sunglasses.

"Okay, just stay close and be quiet." I reply a bit irritated.

Okay one more mental Count.

1, 2.....Where the heck is New Zealand!

This is getting tiresome already, can't they all just stay still for a second. I speed walk downstairs and see New Zealand standing on a chair, grabbing something on a shelf. She slips her hand and the chair falls. Panically I run over and catch her but the chair falls with and the shelf with it, making a huge ruckus.