Chapter 17: Post-It Note~

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A few days had passed after my trip with Russia. It was about the beginning of August. Me and Lithuania often talked about alot of things, our dreams, our past (Though he would never really talk about his relating to Russia.) , life and just stupid every day things. "So _______ do you plan on going home?" To be honest I really have no answer for that. I miss my family to death but I really do enjoy being over here. Sighing heavily "I don't know." The brunette seemed perceptive. "I understand. Do what you feel is best. However," he trailed off

"Have you talked to your folks at all since you here? Do they at least know you're okay?" I scratched my head awkwardly. "Well you see..." He cut me off before I could continued. "You haven't had you." the sweat drops formed and I slowly shook my head. "WHAT! ARE YOU STUPID!? THEY PROBABLY THINK YOU GOT KIDNAPPED OR SOMETHING." I held my hands out in an attempt to calm him. My eyes went pupil-less, Isn't that what happened... "I know that! I wish I could call them but I don't remember their number and I kinda lost my phone in the airport over there. That had their number..." He popped me on the head "HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW YOUR OWN PARENTS NUMBER!?!" I sweatdropped "Well... I knew my mom's work number but recently she got a new job somewhere else so." Toris eye brows twitched. "You're not helping your case. Anyway this is exactly why they tell you to remember your parent's numbers." He paused as if a new thought came to mind. "Hey ______, I was wondering... You said you came here by mistake but what exactly happened?" I sat down on my bed crossing my legs (A habit of mine) Sigh this was gonna be a long story.

I explained how I worked for John then him taking me to the airport to get this supposed of 'Vlad' in the end only to get drugged and trapped in a plane. "I don't know why he even did it but in my gut I feel like it has to do something with those gangsters who attacked me. But other then that I know nothing else." Gritting my teeth I thought back to the incident with the gang members. Thinking aloud I continued "You know those bastards took all my money." I pulled out my wallet opening the section where money was held. Shaking it upside down to emphasize my point. However in the process it caused all my cards to fall out. Toris helped me pick them up. A bunch were old school I.D.s I had collected due the fact I moved far too much. "Hey there's a number on one of these." My cheeks turned red thinking back to when the Prussian handed me his card. Quickly I snatched it from the brunette only to find that it was on a post-it note. Gilbert gave me his on a card. I filed through my wallet to find his in there. That means I put his away already. So then... Who's this?

In a instant it came to me. This was mom's number! I got this back when I was in school the previous year when I was filling out an application so I would be able to take college classes while in high school. They insisted I needed a number on the application but I told my guidance counselor, the one supervising the situation, I didn't know it and tragic enough I left my phone at home that one day. So she checked the school's system for me and wrote it on a post- note. I knew I would need her number in the future for things like filling out applications so I stashed it in my wallet. HOW COULD I HAVE FORGOTTEN ABOUT THIS!?! STUPID STUPID STUPID ______.

My eyes grew huge "Toris! This is my parents number! I totally forgot about it." The nation stared at me astonished. "Seriously! You need to call your parents! Alright you can call them when we go to the store. There's a pay phone on the way there. I'm sure Ivan wouldn't be too happy if he heard you were making international calls in his place." Toris did have a point. "Okay, well," My smile grew wider. "Let's go to the grocery store."

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