Russia's P.O.V
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Sitting on the side of my bed thinking about what Meri said. 'Hm, maybe I should give up..' Then suddenly my phone starts ringing. I pick it up.
[Convo;Italic = Nurse. Bold=Russia]
Hello?
Hello, this is the *enter name* Hospital! May this be the country Russia?
Yes? What do you need.?
We heard that your friends with America, is that correct?
Ehm,yes? I guess. What about him?
His brother called us to report that he saw America's blood splattered everywhere and knife wounds on his arms, shoulder, and most importantly his chest. You can visit him since your friends and I'm sorry for your friend.
Y-Yeah-Yeah, it's okay. Have a good day.
Have a good day sir.
*Beep Beep Beep*
I start rushing to put clothes on feeling the tears drop off my face. Once I'm done I rush towards the door grabbing my house keys.
*at the hospital*
"Hello, how may we help today?" the receptionist said. "I-I'm Russia, I'm looking for America's room?" I said.
"Oh! His room is 27." she replied "T-Thank you" I said rushing towards that room. When I got there, what I saw was not good.
Rusame ~ I guess?
By Youruglyauthorwriter
Trigger Warnings: Self-Harm, Suicide attempts, Depression, Death, Cussing. More