Unexpected

Chapter 13

North Korea POV
(Y/N) was in her room the entire day after the confrontation of her mother. France and South tried to get her out to drink but... was unsuccessful and only got a "Go away." In return.
I tried to get her out of the room myself, knocking on the door saying, "C'mon (Y/N)... you need to eat. You've been in there all day."
"Go away." She said weakly.
Russia was next to me at the time saying softly, "C'mon we are all worried about you."
"I said go away!" She screamed out.
Russia and I exchanged a worried glance, before walking away. France and Britain will try a little later before we turn in for the night.
I walk down the stairs, Russia following close behind. "Any luck?" My brother asked, hope in his eyes.
I shook my head, earning a dad sigh from South. Everyone else in the room looked down in sadness.
The only two which weren't present was Reich and Soviet, which really isn't much surprise. One they don't trust or care for (Y/N) at all still seeing her as a threat. And two, they were stuck ups and could care less in anyone but themselves and their sons.
So I wasn't much less surprised when they went to bed early. Reich did try to bring food to (Y/N) with his son but... of course failed.
"Why is she being like this?" France seemed to speak his thoughts out loud.
"Oh come on France! Don't tell me your that dense!? Her own mother slapped her and called her a mistake! What would you do!?" America snapped, glaring at France.
France flinched and looked down, taking a liking to his feet.
"Calm down America." Britain said softly, placing a hand on America's shoulder.
"Calm down? Calm down!? How can I be calm knowing that (Y/N) has been up in her room all day today without anything to eat or drink!?" America retorted, diverting his anger at Britain.
"It's ok America. We can try tomorrow, she will be more willing to talk and address her needs when she has calmed down." Britain said, not seeming to be bothered at America's outburst.
America seemed to calm down slightly, "Fine."
"Now let's all go to bed, we'll try again in the morning." Britain said, walking towards his room going up the stairs then making a turn to walk down his hallway.
We followed his lead, going to our designated rooms. Once I entered mine, I fell onto my bed, not bothering to change into the PJ's (Y/N) bought me.
I picked up my phone, setting an alarm to six in the morning. Just in case she left to go to work. Once the alarm was set, I fell asleep. Having a restless night, twisting and turning, hardly getting any sleep.
I heard the alarm go off on my phone, I groan. I picked up my phone and turned off the alarm. I got up, quickly changing into jeans and a navy blue t-shirt with a black jacket over it. I then walk out of my room, grabbing the book I was reading as I went.
I shut my door behind me, then walked down the hallway quietly. I made my way downstairs and sat down on the couch, flipping to the page where I left off.
An hour goes by when I heard a door open and close. I could feel a smile come to my lips, letting out a sigh of relief. Thirty minutes later. I watched out of the corner of my eye, (Y/N) coming down the stairs.
She wore black, silk like, pants and a white lace shirt. It's sleeves reached slightly before the elbows, ending in ruffles.
She looked ... amazing ... I mean! Wait what!? I shook my head, then stood up. She walked towards the front door, slipping on some black flats.
"What happened to the dresses?" I asked, crossing my arms and leaning up against the wall, forcing my smile to disappear.
(Y/N) visibly jump, stumbling a little as she regained her balance. She looked over at me, her red eyes wide. She then seemed to realize it was me, her body relaxing.
"Didn't feel like wearing a dress today." She answered, turning back towards the door to slip on her other shoe onto her foot.
    "Hmm, understandable. You always look uncomfortable wearing those dresses." I commented. Then silence stretched between us, it wasn't an awkward silence, but not comfortable either. I let out a sigh, "How are you holding up?"
    "I'm fine." She said, collecting her keys. I walk over to her, placing a hand on her shoulder to prevent her from leaving.
    "Are you sure? You can tell me... us you know." I told her.
    (Y/N) turned to me, giving me a bright smile, "I know, I trust you guys. Well most of you anyway." I can already know who she doesn't trust, guess they are mutual in a way. "But seriously, I'm okay now. It's not the first time my mother said something like that."
    "Alright, fine. But your not off the hook yet, the others would want to know if your okay as well." I informed her, my usual cold tone returning.
    "Ok, I'll be home late. There some leftovers in the fridge you boys can heat up." (Y/N) said.
    "Ok, thanks. Be safe and watch out for the idiots on the road." I said, letting go of her shoulder.
    She nodded in reply, "See you later North." Then walked out of the door, shutting it behind her.
    I heard someone running down stairs, sounding like an elephant. "Did she leave!?" I turn around to see none other than my brother, South.
    "Yeah, she just left. You can probably catch her if you go out there now." I answered, gesturing to the front door.
    "Is she ok?" My brother asked, his eyes glistening with worry.
    "Yeah, she got over what her mom said. You can ask her about it later if you want." I told him.
    "Did she look as if she was ok?" My brother questioned sternly, crossing his arms.
    I sighed, hoping this conversation would be quick. "Honestly I don't know. She was smiling all happy and even her eyes were sparkling again. But her eyes were puffy as if she's been crying all night." I said, voicing my observations.
    "Maybe she did get over it." I heard South mumble. "Ok! Let's go fix breakfast for the others!"
    I reluctantly follow South to the kitchen, watching as he grabbed eggs and pancake mix. "Are you going to help?" South asked, looking over at me.
    "It doesn't take much to make eggs and pancakes." I retorted, rolling my eyes.
    "Hmph." Was all my brother replied as he began to make breakfast.
    It didn't take long and by the time he was finished everyone was awake and sitting at the table with their plates.
    "So, everyone is here correct?" Soviet asked, everyone nodded in response. I noticed almost everyone either seemed worried or lost in thought. "Great we can start the meeting."
    "Seriously!? We are going to have our "(Y/N) meeting"?" Russia questioned his father, using his fingers as quotation marks.
    "Yes. Now what do we know about her?" Soviet asked, looking around.
    "That she is nothing like her mother." America grumbled, rolling his eyes.
    "This meeting is dumb." I said, crossing my arms and leaning back in my chair.
    Mostly everyone looked at me in surprise, I raised an eyebrow in their direction. "What? She's not a bad person, I see this as pointless."
    Soviet sighed, "C'mon, you guys have to have gained some information!?"
Russia's POV
    I looked down at my plate, going deep into thought. Should I tell him about (Y/N)'s "mentality" or keep it to myself. I did promise her I wouldn't tell anyone and in return she won't tell anyone what I've done to myself. I subconsciously began to rub my arms, feeling the bandages that she wrapped around.
    "Russia, do you know anything?" My father questioned, clearly suspicious.
    I took in a deep breath and released it, "No, all I know about her is that she's a good person who is willing to care for others she hardly knows." I looked at my father right into his eyes, showing him nothing but determination. What I said was partially the truth, the only thing is... is that we do know each other pretty well.
    After all we've been talking to each other for how long? Weeks? Months? It's only my father and Reich that doesn't really know her cause they never really talk to her. Reich's flirting doesn't count.
    "Philippines, America? Do you two have anything to say?" Soviet asked, diverting his attention from me. I let out a small sigh in relief, then turned to look over at the two countries who were sitting side by side.
Philippines POV
    I don't know what to do!? Should I tell them about the bruises or no!? In all honesty it doesn't give any information about her, just tells us she might be in danger. Or that someone has been hurting her.
    "Philippines, America? Do you two have anything to say?" I snapped out of my trance, looking up at Soviet. I felt eyes one us, however some countries weren't even bothering with the conversation as they were busy eating their breakfast.
    I glance over at America, as if asking him what to do. He looked over at me, then to Soviet, then back to me. He looked unsure as well, we both know that it isn't really anything about her, however we also know that if we tell them they might get curious as to who hurt her and start digging again. Which may lead to asking (Y/N) herself.
    But what might also happen if that they know about it, they might help to find out who it is rather than focusing on just her.
I noticed America nod, giving me approval of telling the others. Soviet gave us a confused look, yet there was excitement in them.
"I found bruises on (Y/N)'s arm the other day." I said reluctantly, unsure if it was really the right choice. Everyone seemed to freeze, the one who were eating stopped to listen in to the conversation, taking interest. "The bruises looked like fingerprints but when I asked her about it she just said she ran into the wall."
"You believed her?" Poland asked, crossing his arms.
"If I believed her would I be telling you?" I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes.
"Do you know who it might be?" Germany asked, sounding slightly aggressive.
"No I don't." I answered.
"How long ago did you find out?" Soviet questioned calmly.
"About a couple days ago I believe, when we were getting into the pool." I answered. "That's when I told America."
"That's why you yelled!" France said, his face brightening up as if he solved a puzzle.
"Yeah, I wasn't too happy to hear that someone may be hurting her." America growled, crossing his arms.
"And you tell us this now because..." North asked, raising an eyebrow.
"We didn't know how you all would take it and didn't want (Y/N) to know we didn't believe her." America answered. "Or really Phil didn't believe her." He corrected.
"Hmm... I suggest we should keep this to ourselves for now." Britain said, taking a sip of his glass of milk.
"I think we should find out who it is!" America growled, slamming his hands on the table.
I placed a hand on his shoulder, before I could say anything Britain informed, "If we try to figure out now, the person who is responsible may run away without justice. But if we wait for the person to come to us... then we might catch them."
Some countries looked at him with confused expressions, America however seemed to calm down saying, "He means they will give themselves away with time. We just have to wait."
Ryder's POV
I watched in a nearby alleyway, waiting for my girlfriend to come. She hasn't been here in a couple of days, I hope nothing bad had happened... hopefully I didn't scare her off. Highly doubt it though, she didn't want to get beaten to death and has always came back.
I then see a black and grey corvette park by the side of the street in front of the (L/N) corps building.
I couldn't help but smile, "There you are." I watched as she walked out of the car and into the building. "Can't wait to make you mine once again."