Lovers

Chapter 24

*Go ahead and listen to the song above if you want, it helps with experience ... plus this is what I was listening to as I wrote this*

It was a nice morning, the sun's golden rays peeked over the trees, the birds singing their beautiful morning song, the breeze cool, no sign of any clouds in the blue sky. It was perfect weather ... but I felt no joy. I stared down at the rectangular stone, flowers decorated at the foot of it, my best friend's name engraved on the polished stone. 

"Benjamin." A stoic voice spoke, catching my attention. I look over to see (Y/N) in a black dress which stopped right above her knees. Her blood red eyes seemed to stick out, no emotion shown in those deep red pools. Still and unbothered, like a still lake. 

I turn to face the stone once more, glaring down at the flowers that decorated the foot of the stone. "I though you left already." I said, not looking over as footsteps approached my side. 

"Why would I leave you out here alone?" She asks, taking her hand in my own. "You are one of the only people I know that actually cared for him as much as I did." 

"Has he ever succeeded?" I question, my vision begin to go blurry as tears welled up in my eyes. 

"Hm?" (Y/N) hummed in question, feeling her gaze on me. 

"In getting you to feel emotions?" 

There was silence for a few moments, before a sigh could be heard from next to me, "He has. Or else I wouldn't be here." 

I look over, seeing tears well up in her eyes, however her expression was stoic, emotionaless ... it was as if she was fighting back the tears. I pulled her towards my chest, wrapping my arms around her in a hug, placing my chin on the top of her head. "It's ok to cry you know ... especially at a time like this." I say, as I let the tears fall down my cheeks freely. 

I felt her own arms wrap around me, her shoulders begin to tremble, I could hear silent sobs coming from her. I couldn't help but smile, I promise Hunter ... I'll continue loving her and caring for her ... just like you have. 

Benjamin's POV

I lead the way through the halls, forcing myself to block out (Y/N)'s cries. "Are you sure you're alright?" I asked, looking over at Spain who was running by my side, hoping to distract myself. 

"Yeah, like I said before. It was just a graze." Spain answered, lighting one of the bottles before throwing it behind him, going over Poland's head, landing infant of the men that rounded the corner. The flames exploded outward, catching the men in the front on fire, their screams echoing the hall. 

I look over at (Y/N) who was now running along with us, tears freely running down her face as she ran, fear and pain glistened in her red eyes. First Galan ... now Will, when will this nightmare end? I look back ahead, just in time to skid to a stop, nearly crashing into Soviet. 

"Soviet!" I exclaim looking up at him in surprise and joy. 

"America!" (Y/N) exclaimed, running straight over to America who was being held up by Canada, blood running down his leg. She placed her hands on either side of his face, worry glittering in her red pools. 

"I'm fine (Y/N), no need to worry." America said with a small smile, leaning into her hand. 

There was no time for a reunion, as men from both sides surrounded us. We formed a tight circle, aiming our guns at the men. 

"Fire in the hole!" America shouted, throwing a man made grenade at one side of the men. North, Belarus, and Spain followed his lead, throwing grenades on both sides of us.