Friends? (Depressed!USA X Russia fanfic)

Happier

-RUSSIA'S POV oWo.

-One week after the last chapter:

I've noticed USA has seemed happier recently, since we've been friends both of our lives have gotten better. the weather has been nice, though it has been very hot.

...I wonder why they're still wearing a hoodie?

"Hey Russia!" I hear as someone hugs me suddenly and tightly from behind. "Oh! privet USA!" I reply happily, turning around to hug back... oh fucking hell- "U-USA?? w-what happened to you?!" they have a dark bruise on their cheek, which also has a cut in it... "I just g-got in a fight with... uh... my brother... yeah...... my brother...... it's fine, you don't need to worry about it" they say, I put my hand on their shoulder, looking at them sternly "please don't lie to me USA, I know that isn't what happened"

...they look up at me, their happy facade starting to crack "I-I swear I'm o-oka- EE-!!" I pull them back into a hug, holding them tight in my arms... this causes them to just- break... "I-I-- I'm sorry--" they start crying slightly in my arms "I don't know w-what I d-did wrong-- h-he was j-just s-so angry at me! h-he hit m-me if I replied to him, h-he hit m-me if I was silent-- I-I-- I don't know w-why--" they start to sob, trying to stay calm but failing miserably.

"Who hurt you USA." I ask, looking at them. I feel anger boil up inside me as I hear them weakly reply "...u-uk"

That bastard. hitting his own Fucking child. hurting such an innocent and beautiful person. "Can I clean your wound up a bit? you don't want that to get infected, This school is Fucking disgusting who knows what kind of god awful thing you could catch." I ask them, looking around slightly at the gross surroundings

"Okay- just... Please... be careful" they say, looking up at me.
"Of course, I'll try as hard as I can to not hurt you okay?" I say, trying to be reassuring "...thank you Russia" they say, looking up at me with tear-stained cheeks

God... I really hope I can help them...

USA's POV .W.

I feel a stinging sensation in my cheek as Russia starts to carefully clean my wound... I just hope he doesn't notice the others on my arms. Fuck I wish I had've noticed that this hoodie is slightly too small, one of my cuts on my arm is ever to slightly visible

"USA? Are you alright?" I hear Russia say- shit I must've zoned out-
"Yeah- yeah I'm alright. Why?"
"You just zoned out looking at your arm...." he puts his hand on my arm gently and I feel my whole body jolt out of pain. He looks at me worried and quickly moves his hand away

"Америка..." His blue eyes meet mine through my sunglasses... Tears slightly forming in his... Fuck- I didn't want this to happen--

Russsssskiii's POV uWu

I look at USA with utter pain in my heart... This beautiful being-- this amazing person- Has just gone through so much they don't deserve... I need to help them "can... Can I please see your arms Америка?" I ask, wanting to try to ease their pain and bandage their wounds. "I-I-- n-no-- It's f-fine just--" I cut them off "I won't judge you USA... I just want to help you"

They look up at me, and nod slightly. I gently pull up their sleeve and feel like I've been hit by a ton of bricks. Their arm is covered in cuts, some fresher than others...   I feel slightly lightheaded at the sight of the blood still slowly coming out of the freshest wounds "...this might hurt a little okay?" I say before I start to clean their wounds and bandage them carefully.

"May I see your other arm?" I ask, hoping it will be better than what I just saw. I see them weakly nod again and I pull up their other sleeve, and to my surprise it's bandaged with blood-soaked bandages already. Judging by how it's bandaged they probably did it themself out of necessity. I unravel the bandages and...

Holy shit....

It's so much worse, the cuts are deeper and more violent, some even look like suicide attempts "...I'm going to clean these up, okay?" I say, my voice shaking

"Okay..."

I clean their wounds and hug them gently

"I know how hard it must be for you right now USA... but... Please know I'm here for you." they look me in the eyes, and smile slightly. Their face moves slighty closer to mine "thank you Russia... You're such a good person" they look so beautiful... Like a rainbow in stormy weather... "Америка... May I tell you something?" I say quietly, mesmerised by their appearance

"Of course Rus, you can tell me anything"
"I-I... Like you... A lot... You're so beautiful, and kind and I love spending time with you! I understand if you don't want to be with me and if you don't I hope we can still be friends But-!!!" They kiss me on the lips, and I kiss back... After what feels like an eternity they part the kiss for air

"I like you too Russia"

tEm sKiP to after school brought to you by my lack of a sense of self worth

USA's POV

I walk through the door, fear settling on my body like a blanket of snow as the strong smell of alcohol hits me

"H-Hey dad, I'm home!" I say before walking in... I then feel myself fall to the floor and a dull pain in the back of my head
"H-Hhhhnn-" I try to get up, only to get kicked back to the floor

"You've *hic* stepped out o-of *hic* line for the l-*hic*-ast time America..." I see him walk into the kitchen and grab a knife from the knife-rack... Suddenly my whole body gets energised as adrenaline starts pumping through me. I get up and book it into my bedroom, locking the door, putting my chair in the way of the door and hiding under the bed, I then call Russia as my mind blanks on the fact the cops are a thing.

"Hey babe! What's up-"
"He's going to kill me- he said I've stepped out of line- I don't know what I did--"
"WHAT!? WHERE ARE YOU"
My door breaks down
"Russia- I love you... So much"
"AMERICA WHERE ARE YOU!?!"
dad grabs me, and I feel a knife get pushed deep into my chest... I scream and drop my phone
"AMERICA!?! USA- BABE- PLEASE!!! TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE!!"
Dad drops me onto the floor, leaving me to bleed out
"I-I... Lo-ove you... R-Rus-ssia........."
"AMERICA!!"
"I'm sorry..."
"AMERICA PLEASE!!!!!"
"..................."
I feel my vision going black... And I pass out
"Babe!?! Please answer me!!!"
"..................."

Russia's POV T-T

No- no- no no no no no no no-- I need to do something! I need to- call the cops! I dial 911 and call start to talk to the cops... Then I remember something- "UKRAINE WHERE DOES CANADA LIVE?!?!" I yell out to my sister in a panic "UH- HE LIVES AT /insert address/! WHY? IS SOMETHING WRONG?" she yells back. I tell that address to the cops, then I run out of the house, grabbing my keys and driving to USA's house

I get to their house first, I kick down the door and see UK unconscious on the couch. I ignore him sprint to find USA's room... I find it easily due to the fact UK broke their door..

Then I see a pool of blood...

No...

They can't be dead-

"AMERICA?!" I scream out to them, trying to wake them up... They still have a pulse and they're still breathing but I can't wake them up. I put my hands on their face "please babe... Don't let it end like this... Please..."

I hear the sirens of the ambulance and cop cars... But all I notice is my beautiful partners slow breaths as they slowly die in my arms...

The cops come in and handcuff UK, and paramedics run up the stairs to USA's room and try to take them from me, I resist them at first but I quickly calm down and let the paramedics take them.

They get taken into the ambulance. I get in my car and follow the ambulance to the hospital. I park and go to the reception. Then run and wait outside their room... I feel myself blacking out slightly from stress... I slide down the wall and stare at the floor, I don't pass out, I just completed zone out staring at the ground... Praying that my sweet little Америка will be okay...