A/N: I know i Know i really should be updating my stories and i'm really really sorry for that. But I have practice and homework and i've just had a shitty past few weeks and so yeah. Plus i've been getting into Bleach which is awesome by the way but yeah that takes up a lot of my time
So yeah here's just a small little oneshot to get out some of my thoughts after the last few weeks
I don't own Hetalia
The pain clawed at him trying to reach out of his throat and let loose furious screams of anger. Anger about the Union, Anger about how they-He- was being treated. How it wasn't fair.
Not fair.
Not fair, not fair, Not Fair. Not fair. Not fair!
But he kept it in tried to keep it inside him as he stared blankly at the wall in front of him. He had been talking to France about trade when the sudden anger had hit. He clenched his teeth and tried. He really, really tried to focus on what France was saying.
"-and we can try to import those-America are you alright?" France asked the blonde haired man in front of him. Sweat was pouring down his face and it was painful just to look into his eyes. America reacted to the name.
'I'm not America!' he wanted to shout. 'I am the Confederacy!' it tore up his throat with the will to be said.
"I'm…Fine" He gasped out trying not to let the other words come out of his mouth. The thoughts were pounding in his skull.
'Secession!'
'Secession!'
'Secession!'
And it took all of his will power not to scream out in pain as the words were screamed in his skull. And he could feel himself being torn in two. Almost.
He held his head in his hands trying to hold on to the last bit of his sanity.
"Are you sure America?" France asked again more concerned as the nation clenched his teeth so hard he could feel blood. And with a pitiful cry he let go of the control and the confederacy took over with a scream.
"I'm not America!" The confederacy said looking France in the eye. France meet the man's eyes fearfully the dark grey eyes were cold and cruel and definitely not America.
"Don't call me America!"