you understand me RusAme story

chapter 12. When your gone...

Russia stood there, tears falling down, bursting when pressure touched the concrete ground. He holded his chest, feeling his now empty heart tearing apart, he cried softly tears streaming down his cheeks. He couldn't believe it, his lover left him.

"He said he loved me..." Russia quietly told himself

"You fucking said you loved me, America" Russia angrily told himself

"why the hell did you leave me then?!" Russia shouted to himself, clenching his chest

The tears grew violently, they fell rapidly to the ground. His face showed anger and regret, his face was covered in tears. He shut his eyes tightly beginning to sob, the tears covered his face with nothing but pain. He kept crying until someone tapped his shoulder, he turned his head to see a concerned woman behind him.

"Young man, are you okay?" The woman said, her face showed worries

"Yeah just....had to say goodbye to someone i loved" Russia said with a sad smile

The woman smiled sympathetically, she rubbed his back "don't worry dear, just remember how much you love them and how much they loved you" The woman said

"T-thank you" Russia said with a small smile

The woman nodded, she patted his shoulder before waving goodbye. Russia watched the lady walk away, he wiped his eyes and thought about the kiss that touched his lips. He closed his eyes and smiled with his hands on his lips, he remembered his little sunflower and his big smile. Nothing would stop him from loving his sunflower...unless....his sunflower stopped loving him.

He sighed, he walked out the station grabbing his phone from his jean pockets, 6:13, he gave a frown, he knew he had school but he couldn't put the courage to go. He just wanted to go home and cry wishing America was still there. He walked the dreary and silent streets, no life was seen. He crossed his arms keeping his head low avoiding anyone, the thoughts rushed through his head. He'll find someone else! He hates you! He wanted to leave because of you! We'll never see him again! It's your fault! Russia took a shakey breath trying not to cry again, his breathing was heavy and low. Silence filled the empty town, pain followed along the forlorn Russian. He hated that he let his world leave, he wanted to crash down and cry.

He made it to his home with the light rain sliding off Russias face, the lights were on showing that everyone was awake. He ran up the steps to the door, he gently put his hand on the knob and turned it. He stepped into the house only to be tackled by three people, their crys echoed through the house. His shirt filled with their tears of fear, they all let go and looked at with him.

"Where the hell did you go?!" Soviet shouted with tears filling his eyes

"I just h-" Russia began to say

"You bastard! You scared us!" Ukraine yelled

"Uki let him finish" Belarus said calmly

"I just had to....give someone up" Russia smiled sadly, tears peaked his eyes

Soviet looked at him with a worried expression "w-who son?" Soviet said, but he knew who it was

"America....he wanted to leave" Russia said, sniffing

Everyone went silent, they felt bad but were shocked

"It was all my fault though!! I-I called him a s-slut not even thinking a-about letting him speak!!" Russia burst into tears

Russia fell to his knees, he sobbed into his hands as his family watched. Ukraine sighed and crouched to one knee. She hugged her brother and rubbed circles on his back.

"Its okay Russia, shhhh, it's okay" Ukraine repeated

Russia sobbed into his sisters shirt gripping tightly, the tears of pain soaked the girls shirt leaving splotches on her shoulder. She gently rubbed his back, resting her head on his shoulder. The gentle touch soothed the little Russians pain, he calmed down, breathing heavy, and lifted his head to face his sister.

"So, America was your....lover?" Ukraine said trying to sound calm

"Yeah...." Russia said with a smile

"So your saying, he's all alone somewhere?" Soviet said, with a deep but concern tone

"Yeah, but.....he doesn't want to come back" Russia said, looking down at the end

"We cant leave a teenager alone with no one, what were you two thinking?!" Soviet said

"He was just....not happy...." Russia said, his eyes grew a clear moisture

"Explain why?" Soviet said sternly

"His father hated him, he was bullied, and I called him a terrible name" Russia said, his voice was low and full of pain

Soviet signed "well we need to get him, he cant be out there alone." Soviet said quickly

"I dont know where he is...." Russia said, he was obviously lying but he didnt want to ruin America's plan

"Yeah you do, dont lie to me boy" Soviet said coldly

"How would I know?!" Russia shouted,

"You were with him!!" Soviet shouted back

"He never told me!!" Russia shouted angrily

Soviet sighed knowing his son was being a complete liar, he accepted the fact that America didn't want help. It wasnt his responsibility anyway.....right?

"Fine son, just......you don't have to go to school today, none of you do" Soviet said, walking away into the kitchen

Russia signed stress leaving his body, but the pain......stayed in his heart. His body was shaking, his thoughts drowned in sadness. He held onto himself, the tears leaving his body. He cried silently hoping he would come back. He gripped himself tighter, his eyes were covered with a warm moisture that seem to consume his vision. He looked at his hands, he wanted to hold Americas again. He breathed shakily, he stood up and walked into his room. He layed down gripping his pillow.

I'll always love you America..........