~In His Eyes~ || RusAme || Countryhumans || 13+ || DISCONTINUED

~Leaving~ ::ch1::

Narrator POV~

As America packed his bags, his only thought was that he could finally leave his house. Sure, he would see them every other weekend to spend the night. But he won't have to be around UK, Canada, and Aussie all the time. The 16-year-old boy continued to pack, hearing UK yell at France.

"You're the one who wanted to have the kids! I didn't want to deal with those bloody rats in my household but NO! You insisted on having them. I was generous enough to give you what you wanted and then they end up being raised up like this? It's Well at least that one is leaving! We don't have to deal with that rebellious American any longer!"

America cringed at the yelling. He wished that his father (UK) didn't yell at his mother so much, she did nothing wrong. But according to his dad, they were all just mistakes. America and France got the worst of it, however, and America was getting pretty fed up with UK's actions.
The boy's thoughts got interrupted by the sound of glass breaking, and soft crying. He sighed, grabbing his bag and walked downstairs.

As America walked down the stairs, he double checked that his glasses were covering his eyes, he didnt want to be tormented by Aussie again. He could still hear the words- "Multicoloured eyed freak! Why don't ya just go and die in a ditch ya striped idiot!" He cringed while remembering what Australia said. Not the worst thing that had been said to him, but it still hurt.

USA walked down to see his mom crying down on her knees on the floor, with Britain holding his hand up as if he just hit her. America raced over to France, hugging her lightly and glaring up at his 'father'.

"What the FUCK is wrong with you?! Thank HELL i'm moving out so i don't have to deal with your bullshit! Don't you have enough human decency to not fucking hit your wife and kids!?" America shouted. He knew damn well that he'd regret it, but his mom and Kiwi (NZ) are the only two who were ever nice to him. He needed to defend them.

Britian grabbed America by his shirt collar, lifting him up and shoved him against the wall. America flinched slightly, turning his head away from him. UK glared, hitting America in the gut before throwing him onto the ground and walking to his office, slamming the door behind him.

America slowly picked himself up, shaking it all off. He couldn't show weakness. He grabbed his bag, and walked out his front door, waving a goodbye to France and Kiwi.

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And there's Chapter One! I'd like to thank my friend for being the editor for this book i'm writing, Melody! (hi :3). The update plan at the moment is i'm gonna try to get a chapter out every week or two, so let's see! I hope that this story actually turns out good ^^

До свидания!~ (Bye)

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~Oliver