♡The Black Swan♡ (A RusGer Fanfic)

Chapter 30.5

I know I said this was going to be a time-jump to the end of the week. However, since this is a 1/2 chapter, this is set the day before.

Btw, Poland is at her house.

(Poland's POV)

     Poland had descended deep into her thoughts. She had been aimlessly throwing objects at her wall for almost an hour. She thought about the plan that America had. She thought about the whole thing with Phil and Czech. Most of all, she thought about Russia and Germany, specifically Germany.

       Something felt so off today. She had been pulling Germany away from Russia to come and hang out with her. The more she did it, however, the more wrong it felt. She wasn't feeling the same way she used to feel about Germany. He was cute and all, but... did she really like him like she thought she did?

'That can't be right!" Poland said out loud.

      She had liked Germany from the first time she had saw him. He was sweet, quiet and cute. As creepy as it was, she had looked through his drawing notebook and seen his beautiful sketches. Poland also knew that he and Russia would always sit on the roof together. She had craved his love ever since. Were those feelings sizzling away?

     Poland thought more and more about it. The more she thought about it, the less she thought that she liked him like she used to. This was a big problem. If it was true that she didn't like Germany, she didn't need to be part of America's revenge plan anymore. However, she was not allowed to turn her back on it. Poland feared the consequences. What if America and China came after her? Who else would she put in danger?

      The buzzing of Poland's phone interrupted her thoughts. Looking at the number, she saw that Czech was calling her.

" Hello?" Poland said.

" I need your help," Czech replied. He sounded panicked.

" What's wrong!"

" I-it's an emergency. Just come out into the woods behind my house."

      Czech hung up on Poland  before she could reply. She got off the couch she was sitting on and ran out of the door and towards Czech's house. Poland was worried as well as curious. What was the matter with Czech? He was usually a person who could keep his cool and stay calm under pressure. What had caused a usually nonchalant country to panic?

     When she got to the front of Czech's house, Poland immediately ran around the side and hopped the fence. She took off into the woods, calling out for her friend. After about the 5th time saying his name, Czech finally responded.

" Over here!" He called to her. 

      Poland immediately headed in direction of the voice. She had to dodge bushes and step over vines. She yelped once as she walked through a spider web. Eventually, she stepped into a clearing that was a little deeper into the woods. There was Czech with tears rolling down his face.

And on the grass next to him, laying almost completely motionless, was Phil. 

         (Hope you guys enjoyed this half-chapter! I am SO sorry that it took so long to publish. I have been busy pretty much all day and was tired afterwards.

This text is in italics for now because I can't fix it at the moment. It will be bold later, so don't worry!)

Story word count: 519 words