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Chapter Dieciocho (18)

[A/n- Choice 1 won!! It was "Gather all your confidence and knock. Ask for help too."
It's also 12 a.m and I just finished this! If something is wrong... I won't fix shit because I know my lazy ass will refuse to do so. This chapter is a mess, it's confusing and inconsistent. Well, I hope you enjoy my trash!]

(Y/n)'s POV

I took a deep breath and sighed. "It's going to be fine. I just need to go, knock and wait. That's all. No problem" I turned towards the house, I didn't want to go ask. That means I have to socialize.

I walked in circles, trying to calm myself, I'm just making such a great deal just for knocking a goddamn door. I let out a sigh and looked at the house. "If something goes wrong, it will go wrong. If not, it won't... It'll stay in the past and I won't need to worry again" I said in an attempt to comfort myself.

Jerry was on my shoulder, I turned to him and he just made a purring noise as he became a puffy bird. I smiled at this, "Jerry, just because you need to eat and somewhere safe, I'll knock. Just for you" I told him, he just continued to purr. I carefully grabbed him and placed him on the grass.

I only took off "my" coat and folded it, then I placed it inside my backpack. The coat was dusty and dirty as hell, my clothes that were underneath it were surprisingly clean.
I dusted off myself, I looked a little bit more decent. I didn't remove the ushanka, it hid the horrible mess my hair was. I still had cuts, bruises in my hands, arms and face, but my clean clothes made myself look better. Once I was done, I placed Jerry back on my left shoulder.

The wounds I had might just make me look like someone who was in a horrible accident, but other than that, I was good.

I walked towards the door and took a deep breath, I even prepared myself mentally, I didn't want to chicken out and flee. So I did what I feared the most, knock the door.
There was no turning back, it's done.

The door opened to reveal a dude with cliché french clothes, the flag of France on his face and white eyes with no pupils or iris. If this is not France, then I don't know who the fuck it is then. It is clearly France, I'm 100% sure.

He said something in french which I didn't understand a single thing, I didn't want to get an awkward silence so I just went straight to the point, "So uhmm... I need help. I got cuts, and I have starved for about one or two days. I dunno" I said, Jerry surprisingly didn't do anything, nor even freaked out. This is new.

I turned my gaze back to the French dude, he had an expression I couldn't read. After all these years of practicing how to read body language, I can't fucking tell what he's feeling! Is it happiness? Confusion? Sadness? Surprise? A mix of everything!?
What I didn't expect, was that he hugged me. That's when my brain connected everything, and finally my two braincells were working together. This is France! The guy I met around the 1940s! I wonder where is Poland and-... Anyways, It's France!

"[Y/n]! You're back!" He said with his awesome accent. He hugged me tight, 'did he really miss me? Wow, I feel appreciated' I thought.

He then rambled in french, I couldn't understand shit so I stood there awkwardly waiting for him to finish and let go. After a couple seconds Jerry demanded attention, he made his way towards France's shoulder and started making weird sounds and say random words.

France didn't notice this, he was too focused on hugging me and saying things. Then he let go off me and looked at my face, he grabbed my chin and carefully looked at it. "Mon amí, what happened to you? "

I just replied, "my survival skills are horrible, I need help to cure and clean my cuts" I said, showing my hands and arms.
He, without hesitation, pulled me inside his house and sat me down on the couch.

"I'll get the med kit" he said leaving me alone in the living room. He also had Jerry on his shoulder, I wonder what he'll do when he notices him.

That's when I heard a scream followed by Jerry's scream. 'There's my answer.' I rushed towards wherever the sounds came from, it was from a bathroom. I eventually got there, I almost slid down the hallway.

When I was there, I saw France standing on the toilet. Jerry was flapping his wings and being a loud bird and also screamed some profanities.

"Jerry! Shush! Don't scream, calm down" I said approaching my bird and picking him up.

"It's yours?!" France screamed, since Jerry hasn't stopped being loud. I simply nodded trying to calm down Jerry, it took some time but he was finally silent.
"I'm sorry, he does what he wants, just like me... Rebellious, stubborn and an asshole" I mumbled the last sentence to myself.

France stepped down the toilet and continued to look for the med kit.

•[Time skip]•

No one's POV

France and (Y/n) talked and caught up with some things while France cleaned and patched up the girl. She had bandages wrapped around her arms and hands, and a few band-aids on her face. "Well, thank you very much," She thanked. "Sorry about that loud bird, his name's Jerry by the way."

"Non problem mon amour," he placed all the remaining item back in the med kit and threw away anything else that was used. "Do you need somewhere to stay? I have a spare room." he offered with a smile on his face.

(Y/n) contemplated wether to stay or not. She got nowhere to go, she knows no one other than him and Poland, but Poland might not even remember her, he doesn't even know she's there. The other "people" she knew might be dead or not, she doesn't want to face them either.
In the end, she agreed and accepted to stay in the room until she can find a way out.
France took her hand and gave her a quick tour of his house before going to what was going to be her temporary bedroom. It was on the first floor, near the kitchen, that's good. It also had the view towards the garden, you liked the room.

"My room is upstairs, second room to your left" he explained. You nodded understanding. "Knock my door if you need something" he added.

You walked inside your room and went directly towards the window, you were fascinated by the view. It's something you'll rarely see, a beautiful garden with everything blooming is rare for you. Oh, and it's night time. You spent the whole day talking to France while he carefully and slowly patched up your wounds.
"I'm going to get you something so you can sleep!" He said and left you alone with Jerry standing on your head.

You looked out the window, fireflies started to come out in the garden from nowhere, they lit up and disappeared into the darkness, just like chirstmas lights.
You admired the view for quite a long time until you felt a tap on your shoulder.

France's POV
(A/n- sorry if it's bad!)

I tapped (Y/n)'s shoulder, she turned around and looked up at me then at the clothes I was holding.

"I got you some clothes, they might be a little big for you but it's all I got," I handed the clothes and rubbed the back of the neck. "I didn't have anything smaller."

She just nodded thankfully with a smile, "it's fine. Thank you" she said with a sweet and low tone. That's the voice I remember, only thing is that she was more confident back then. Now she's more quiet and reserved, but I don't mind that. I don't. What's important is that she's back and I won't let her go, at least not now, not yet. I can't bear to lose her again, it took so long to find her.
I want to make up for the lost time.

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Published: March 6, 2020.

A/n- I apologise for my long absence. I lost motivation for a while and- who am I kidding, I just didn't want to continue because I was being a lazy piece of fuck. Sorry.