America and Russia were standing in front of EUs office. America was calming Russia down. He was panicking. He was about to report his younger brother, whom he loved, for murder of his closest friend. Russia was crying and shaking violently. America tried his best to calm him, yet failed. America was trying his best, when the door opened.
- What is going on here?! Is everything okay?- EU towered over the two countries. Russia yelped in surprise, grabbing harshly onto Ameircas shirt.
- I don't want to! I don't!- Russia pleaded with America. America just sighed gently.
- Yes, sir.. It's fine.. Russia's having an episode.. He's okay.. - America replied.
- Are you sure?- EU was making sure. America nodded, picking up Russia and gently walking him back home.
They layed on Russias bed together. Russia was cuddling into Americas chest, calming down slowly. He breathed heavily, but wasn't crying anymore.
- What are we going to do..?- America said. He was letting a murderer run wild. He shivered at the thought.
- I don't know.- Russia mumbled through silent gasps. His accent heavy and pained.
- I don't want him to rot in prison..- Russia added. America frowned.
- I know..- he sighed. Russia held him. America was puzzled. He caressed Russias back until he fell asleep. After Russia was asleep, America was deep in thought. It could've been seconds, minutes or even hours before he heard it. His phone. America sat up, and picked it up.
- Tell Russia I'm sorry.-
- Who's this?- America got scared. What is going on?
- I know what I did was wrong. I must fix my mistakes. Tell him I'm sorry.-
- Ukraine?- Americas voice shook.
- Tell him I'm sorry.- they hung up.
America was scared. He didn't know what to do. Was Ukraine turning himself in? What will Russia do? Should he te-
-Who was that?-
America screamed, falling off the bed, his back hitting the floor harshly. He yelped in pain. Russia looked down. That was not what he wanted to happen.
- Sorry..- he mumbled out.
- I-it's okay.- America whined, getting up.
- So..? Who was it?- Russia was curious.
- Ukraine.- America said flatly.
- He told me to tell you that he is sorry. He's turning himself in.- Russias body was pale, and his eyes showed visible pain. He didn't want to hear that, yet what else was he to do.
- Oh.- The Russians voice cracked. America sighed. This was bound to happen. Russia just layed down, defeated. His heart felt shattered but he had no more tears left. America layed down next to him once more.
- I'm sorry- he mumbled. Russia turned to his side to face America.
- It's not your fault.-
it never was.
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In Cold Blood (countryhumans)
Mystery / Thriller"America, Germany, Russia and Poland decide to hang out at Americas house one day. But Poland never arrived." A murder mystery story where you can try and guess the antagonist along with others. :> Fun- T.W for: - Murder (obviously) - Some depressin...
