"I'm really sorry Zea." Apologized Dreamz once more as she slowly pulled out a shard that was in her shoulder, she winced slightly at the action- not realizing that the shard was longer then she anticipated. "I would have gone over to Jett's but-"
"He would get angry." Finished off the kiwi, shaking his head. He went over to her back, ready to clean it and bandaged it for her but she shooed him off.
"I'll be fine, " she muttered, "I'll do it in the bathroom you can just relax."
He gave her a look of disbelief, not believing her for the slightest bit.
"Dreamz." He started. "Stop. Let me help you."
"No, I can-"
"I'm helping you."
"C'mon Coops, I can look after my-"
"I'm helping, nothing you say will change my mind."
The girl huffed and slumped in defeat- but that action earned a pained yell, as she immediately straightened up again. Cooped wandered over to the back, drawing out the pieces of glass that were still there. He frowned at the sight of them and the splotches of blood that was now appearing.
"Jeez, Dream. Why all the shards?"
"I broke a glass table..."
"Why?"
"Prussia shoved me."
"...Why... Would he do that?"
"He was angry." She let out a whimper as she felt a shard leave the area near where she had hit the table's edge. "Because Ludwig said something dumb and then I got in the way and bam! I have now become the human slovaki."
"Sorry... But what is a slovaki?"
"Greek food, it's awesome. You should try it I- OW."
"Don't worry, that's the last of it." He told her, putting the shards over to the side, blood clinging onto them making them rather shiny. "I need you to take off your shirt though...."
She rolled her eyes, a pout rolling off her lips as she did the deed knowing that he had to clean up the wounds. "Why am I always taking my shirt in front of you countries? Also... Don't stare too much, and don't look at the front... Please."
"Promise." He breathed, instantly focusing on the fresh wounds opposed to the old ones. "So uh... Know why Germany and Prussia started fighting?"
"No not really. But I know that they've been really stressed out recently. Don't know why though..." She trailed off, eyes wondering over the furniture in front of her as a frown settled on her features. Thoughts on what could have triggered it entering her mind.
Joking, Cooper decided to say something that made her heart stop, "maybe it's you."
She blinked. Her eyes wide, anxiety on the brain. It was true that she was hand full to look after, with the waves of depression and bursts of anger that came out of nowhere alongside the various of nightmares she has had. And to add more there was also the fact that she was kidnapped only about a week ago. Maybe they were fighting because of her... Feeling stressed because of how problematic she is.
"I guess that makes me an idiot then for not noticing it earlier." She muttered, rubbing the back of her neck uncomfortably. "I am after all.... A bit of a wildcard."
"Hey uh Dreamz, I was only joking you know?" Said Cooper, his green eyes swimming in worry for causing his friend to think that she was the problem here. He continued to dab the cuts and clean them up. "It's most likely something else."
"Maybe..." Said the red head slowly, already being taken in by the many thoughts that were popping up in her mind.
Wanting to move away from the topic the Kiwi decided to opt for something that might be less stressful to talk about.
"So... You guys seem to have fancy furniture there."
"Cooper... That is about the most boring and dull topic that you could have picked."
"I'm sorry! It's just really awkward."
"Ha. I am the queen of that." She faked gloated. "Hey you know, this isn't the first time I've been hurt like this."
"Then it worries me who you associated yourself with to get hurt like that..."
"Aw the guy who injured me last wasn't that violent if you were thinking that." She reassured him. "Actually he was my ex crush and he just shoved me to the ground. I banged my head on the edge of the wooden decking thanks to that. My ear looked like I had a double piercing, I was basically George Weasley it was great."
"You really seem to like violent people."
"Hey, he's not violent." She argued. "He obviously didn't think I would nearly die from that fall. He's actually quite sweet... I think."
"You worry me a lot."
"I worry about me too."
"So how long are you going to be staying here for? Oh and you can put your shirt back on." The kiwi moved back, now done with his work. As he allowed Dreamz to slip on the shirt to cover up the injured torso. She sighed as she slowly stood up, not wanting to give her back any more grief.
"Maybe just for the night." She said. "I really don't want to bother you Zea, I'll go as soon as I wake up. I promise."
"Dreamz, seriously it's okay. I'm okay with it. You just might have to tell the others that you're not dead."
The girl pursed her lips, knowing that by now her phone was blowing up with numerous of texts. Mainly from the German brothers of course. And possibly Jett as well if the duo had contacted him in order to get her whereabouts. She frowned even more, wondering if the girls and other countries caught wind of what happened. Most likely not though.
"Yeah..." She said softly. "Yeah you're right." She shook her head trying to rid herself of those thoughts however one still clung on, it acting as a parasite as it feed more to the anxiety.
She prayed to god that it wasn't her fault for the two fighting, for why she was where she was now.
Because if it was then she might had to follow through with the plan that was already constructing itself in her mind.