Cracking

Dusty

I wake up and Russia's gone.

I panic, until he walks in from the bathroom.

"Oh! I thought you were gone!"

He laughs "You idiot, I'm right here."

Idiot?

That wasn't a joking tone.

"Russia?"

"Hm?"

"Are... Are you okay?"

"Why wouldn't I be? You're just being paranoid like the idiot you are."

What? Teetor jumps into my arms and hisses at Russia.

Russia growls "Get that stupid cat to shut up."

"Russia! What's going on?! Why are you-"

He slaps me. "Shut up!"

He walks out of the room. He gets to the bottom of the stairs when I yell "R-Russia-"

He glares at me with piercing emerald eyes.

I put down Teetor, then jump down the stairs and tackle him.

"What did you do to him?!"

"What are you talking about?"

"You aren't Russia!! Where is he?!"

Dad and Mom walk over and see what's happening.

Not Russia says "I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Yes you do!! You aren't him!! What did you to to Russia?!"

"Meri calm down please. There's nothing wrong-"

"You slapped me!! Russia would never do that!! And your eyes aren't the right color!!! WHAT DID YOU DO WITH RUSSIA?!"

There's a loud crack, and I grab my left arm from the splitting pain.

There's a crack forming on my arm.

I yell "And you clearly aren't the real Russia! I wouldn't be cracking if you were real!!"

I notice Mom blocking the door and Dad calling the police.

I start sobbing. "I-I want him back! Wh-Where is he?!"

"I haven't done anything."

"You took Russia!!"

"I'm right here."

"You're not him! His eyes aren't green!!"

Not Russia growls. "Fine, I'm not your stupid boyfriend. What are you gonna do now?"

I pull out my knife and hold it against his neck.

"Tell me where Russia is. Now."

He laughs, then kicks me away. I hit the wall, then tackle him again.