My countryhuman short stories!

Visitation Rights.

Soviet sighed he was in pain, but not before long he will be able to see his son Russia and his daughters Ukraine and Belarus as visitation will be coming up. Afghanistan had got full custody of them during the custody battle the courts sided with her. She took everything from him...when she left he had nothing, but the thought of their faces, the sound of their voices giggling, the sounds of them running around playing, and the warmth of their hugs. Soviet will keep walking through this hell for them, keep getting belittled and beaten for being a male waiter and so many other things. God for them, he will keep living and breathing for them...

Many year's later

Soviet smiled seeing his kids all grown up. He had adopted many more, most being Aff's kids from a different relationship, after he managed to get back up on his feet. He looked out across the field in his wheelchair where most of them were. "Father? How are you doing?" Soviet smiled looking up to see his son Russia standing next to him. "I am doing ok my son." He said with a shaky, hushed, voice. Russia smiled with a bit of sorrow creeping into his voice "You can feel it can't you father?" Russia said now gently gripping Soviet's hand "Yes Russia I...I can feel it." Russia tried to keep his smile. Tried not to cry....but...but..he knew, he knew his father won't make it to tomorrow's dawn.

"It's ok my son. To cry." Soviet said shakily, reaching out to wipe the fresh tears from his son's face. Who after a bit more of trying to hold it back fell to his knees and buried his face into his father's loving embrace "I LOVE YOU, PAPA!" Russia screamed out then through sobs "Please don't leave ME!" Soviet stroked Russia's hair "Russia...I love you my boy, but my son soon we all must leave and it will be ok. Because no matter what I will keep you safe from harm."