Run Away Country: Yandere Hetalia x Country reader

Part 11: Making a New Friend

Jelly: Ayo, I know it's been forever since I last updated this and I'm sorry. I've just been busy with being outside this summer and editing my other story. Please forgive me.

Reader: woooooow you actually go outside. You must think you're sooo cool

Jelly: Not really, it's hot outside. But I promise to try and update more that once a month or so on this story.

Reader: Why da f**K you lying!

Jelly: But but summer won't last forever and I hate the cold

Reader: ooooooh my goddd. STOP FREAKING LYING!!!

Jelly: Stop arguing and read foo

(Y/n)'s POV:

After giving in and admitting that there was no means of escape when your in a bathroom with a nailed in window, I allowed myself to settle within the comforts of the warm scented water. At least here I have a moment to myself without an eavesdropping german guard right outside the door. I know that Japan isn't stupid though. He probably had at least a maid that was close by.

It's given me time to think though. Was all it really worth the risk I took when I said I wanted to run away and be a teacher? My friends are tearing each other apart because I left. One even killed an innocent man because I was stupid enough to try and call out for help.

Japan said that he's changed for me. Did the others too? Germany was surprisingly really open to physical contact when we were laying in bed with each other that night. He didn't even hesitate to throw his arms around me, much less, threaten that he'd sleep in his boxers. He normally could barely talk to another girl, never mind, touch them, unless necessary. Even Italy changed and betrayed his closest friends because he was jealous. What more could he do just from his emotions get the better of him? What else could any of them do because of this change in them.

What about Mattie? I don't know what's happening to him right now. Could someone have taken him too and have hurt him? Why? Why did I have to drag Mattie into this? I know that he wants to be noticed by at least his family desperately, but not like this. He didn't deserve to be dragged in like this.

My thoughts of Mattie hurt the most. He was only trying to help me. Instead, I got him hurt because I let my feelings get the best of me. I wanted so badly to impact children's lives that I didn't think about how I was impacting him or my friends.

I let out a sigh as I sank further into the soapy water. "I really should apologize to them." I say to no one in particular 'But are you sorry?' the thought creeped up. Am I? I ask again. Do I really want to throw away everything I've worked so hard for over the years and go back to a life I know isn't in my heart?

I groan in frustration. "Why do things have to be so conflicting?" I mumble to myself.

No longer wanting to soak in the raging thoughts in my head. I decided that enough was enough and got out of the warm waters and stepped on to a white fluffy bath mat and grabbed a soft white towel that hung from a metal towel bar to wrap myself in.

Next to the towels I noticed a pile of colorful sitting perfectly folded on top of a little wooden stool. Inspecting the article of clothing, I could see that it was a long like a dress with long sleeves to match. It was beautifully designed; pure white with large red flowers adoring the fabric. Tsubaki's I think they are? After a second of amilessing looking at it I realized what this clothing was. It was a kimono.

There was a slight sense of nervousness that began to rise within me as I looked at the kimono. I've never worn one. I've only seen Japan wearing them whenever I'd visit him at his home, but I've never dared to wear one. I don't even know how to put it on.